Archive for March 2010
Last weekend I was very privaleged to attend the Irish Blog Awards in Galway. When I was invited along by himself, but didnt really know what to expect. As someone at the awards put it, I was off to meet ‘the people from the internet’. I’d heard alot of the names from himself, but had no idea what I was letting myself in for….
When himself said he had signed us up for a 1-day gardening course I was intrigued. We had just moved house and I was still a little homesick for my old garden, ‘the garden of possibilities’. I call it that because if I had had the money, the time and the inspiration (not to mind the landlord’s permission) I would have loved to show that garden what it could become. But alas, all I could give it was a regular cut of the grass, a spray to the weeds, a few herbs in one corner, and a few spring bulbs in another.
It was one of those morning afters that you know are coming, but you just dont want to ackowledge in advance, because you know if you do, then it might not be such a good night in the first place. I had a great St Patricks Day this year. Great view for the parade, great people around me, and great atmosphere. And I managed to have such a fantastic day with only one alcoholic beverage passing my lips. Not so for alot of people in Dublin. Its not the drink passing their lips that was the problem, its was the time it passed by those self same lips on the way back up that irks me…
Yesterday, for the second time in as many years, a close male colleague of mine confined in me that his wife was pregnant. Last time the guy’s wife had only just confirmed she was pregnant the day before. This time, a different guy and his wife had just had their first scan at 9 weeks. Dear God lads, do ye not realise that you’re not really supposed to tell anyone until after 12 weeks! But somehow it’s okay to tell me?
