I’ve been nominated!!!!!
I am very excited (you can always tell this by my inclusion of unnecessary exclamation marks). The nominations for the 2008 Irish Blog Awards have been announced and I’m in the running for Best Newcomer! I have no expectations of being on the final shortlist, but I admit to having had several pleasant [...]
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So I’m sitting talking to this guy last night. We’ve never met before, and he’s asking where I grew up.
“Did you go to school in the town?” he enquires. I nod, and he asks which school. “We might have been in the same year,” he adds, looking intently at me. “You must be about the [...]
Filed under: Fear, boys, conversations, old age, sad, woe, worry | 6 Comments »
“I got you a present!” shrieks Sister excitedly, hopping from foot to foot as I wearily enter the house.
She gives me a box, and I look expectantly at it. It is a doorbell.
“It’s a doorbell!” she says rather unnecessarily. “Hooray!” I respond with genuine enthusiasm. No longer will my hordes of daily visitors stand beating on [...]
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This year, I need to spend more time with my family. I have not been a dutiful daughter in recent years, and am feeling a little guilty. For this reason, I found myself sitting in the local Pensioners’ Pub on Saturday night, one of only four people under the age of 50, watching an Elvis [...]
Filed under: Concerts, Elvis, conversations, family, friends, fun, laughter, singing | 4 Comments »
Have just returned home from a night out with the family, about which I shall no doubt be blogging when I’m more awake. I do, however, just have time now to remark upon the fact that when I arrived back home I realised that in my absence, Jay had been in the house checking his [...]
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My sheep has no head.
It’s one thing to break into someone’s house and steal from it; it’s quite another thing to break in and decapitate their sheep. I mean, really. How do I go about reporting such a crime to the police? Yes, Officer, here’s how it happened:
Sister and I left for work as usual [...]
Filed under: Fear, animal cruelty, break-in, confusion, decapitation, sheep, woe, worry | 7 Comments »
Betsy and I had dinner in town last night. Having not done this for a number of months, we had a lot of catching up to do. So it was that we were deep in conversation at our table in the corner, when some oul’ boy came over and sat down with us.
“Hello ladies!” he said politely.
“Hello!” [...]
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I am embarrassed to admit that I am a 26-year-old Bebo user. That sounds like some sort of drug problem. If it helps at all, I haven’t used it for months, after the initial addiction wore off (and I realised more people were on Facebook anyway), but The Sister has just discovered it for the first time and now [...]
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Saturday night, and random people are ‘hanging out’ at Casa de Hails.
Amongst these, two American guys I’ve never met before, who are visiting our local American friends. Late in the evening, one of them wanders into the living room where a few of us are contentedly watching Father Ted. “Hey,” he says, a quizzical expression on his face. “I [...]
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This is the new CD from my band, Great Day. Doesn’t it look like the must-have album of the decade?
Well, no. But that’s because I’m not trained in the art of CD cover production, and also because I don’t have a band. I was tagged by K8 the Gr8 and have dutifully done what was required [...]
Filed under: album, band, boredom, insomnia, meme | 3 Comments »
