Wanna Know, Just Ask Away

November 19th, 2008

I was poking around my stats today and saw a new incoming link that I hadn’t noticed before.  One of my bloggy friends (that I don’t participate with often enough), Ami of Writing: My Life, is inviting her readers to ask her questions.  I thought that sounded like fun, so following along, I’m going to invite you to play along and do the same.

I know that I have much more readers and subscribers than I folks that actually leave comments.  Well, here is your chance to delurk, say hello and ask me that burning (or not-so-burning) question.  If there’s something you’ve ever wondered about me or my antics, or maybe you need an update on something I never did get around to following up on, then have at it…ask away!

With luck and a little focus, my goal will be to answer each question in a different post.  This could be fun, dont’cha think?  Feel free to play along on your blog as well.

I’m a Sucker for Magazines

November 18th, 2008

We’ve talked about this before, I’m a sucker for magazines.  The worst though is that winter holiday season.  You know, now.  I’m tempted by all the recipes and crafts, and all the gift and decorating ideas.  I just can’t seem to avoid it.  I’ll be innocently standing in line at the check out, and I just have to read the covers.

One of my grocery stores recently remodeled.  Today was the first time I’ve been back since the remodel, so I figured I’d walk around aisle by aisle (not like I don’t have 50 other things I need to get to today!).  I actually perused the magazine aisle.  I was intrigued by the Rachael Ray Holiday Special Edition.  But I used restraint and walked away.

That is until I saw it again at another part of the store.  This time I just shrugged and picked it up.  What can I say, it’s the holiday season.  I need ideas for food I can’t cook (since my inlaws don’t like to try new things) and gifts I’m not going to make.  It’s all in good fun?  At least it’s not like I’m impulse buying new shoes or purses, right?

So what about you, what’s your holiday season weakness?

Oh Crap, NaBloPoMo!

November 17th, 2008

It’s nearly midnight and I’ve yet to write something for today.  Not cool.  Even worse, that this is going to count for my “something”.  I can’t help it, the jet lag is intense.  We’re both just so sleepy…going to bed early and taking naps in the middle of the day.  I tried to stay up later tonight, but man, it’s killing me just to keep my eyes open.  This better end soon though, since I’ve got clients to schedule for this week and next.

And speaking of next week…it’s Thanksgiving already?!?!  Seriously???  I’m so not ready for this.

Nothing Beats a Good Snuggle With the Boys

November 16th, 2008

We got home late last night, after midnight.  By the time we went to bed it was 1:30 or so.  Before we could even think about settling down, the cat demanded that we give him the attention he felt he deserved.  Of course, by the time we went to bed, he was meowing up a storm to let us know that he wasn’t yet ready for bed.

We woke up far too early this morning, around 8:30 or so.  Again, more loving with the cat.  We headed out to breakfast (Mexican, yum - you don’t quite realize how much you miss certain flavors when you’re away).  Then it was on to pick up the pupster.    The cat saw us walking up the walk together and let out two big meows and ran to the door.  As soon as we walked in the door, the cat was rubbing up against the dog welcoming him home and trying to snuggle with him on the couch.

From there it was back to bed for this bunch.  All four of us fell back to sleep for two hours or so.  I woke up so hot from having both boys snuggled up so tight.  Well that and the fact that it’s 90+ degrees out.  Why the hell is it 90 anything in the middle of November???

I feel a bit better.  I’m not as congested as I was.  There’s hope this might not turn into an infection yet.  Then again, half of LA County is on fire and the smoke and ash in the air is insane.  So who knows.  I’m just thankful we didn’t come home to any fires in Griffith Park.  That would have just been too much.  We’re still waiting to hear from my BIL to find out how he is.  There’s a mass amount of fire activity over in his neck of the woods and he’s just up the hill from all of it (with his exit on the freeway being closed on and off).

This has to have been one of the world’s most boring posts. To make it up to you, here are a couple videos from our trip around Dublin. If you listen closely you can hear the tour guide (see, I did get some Irish for you CurlyWurly).

More of our bus tour, this time covering the only remaining “old wall” of the Dublina and the Guinness area (I talk a bit through this one a bit, repeating what the tour guide says). Guinness bought up tons of acreage in the city and then took a 9000 year lease on it all. Wow.

PS - it’s not easy to shut off the Flip when you’re wearing gloves

Halfway Home Now

November 15th, 2008

I’ve been up since midnight Pacific and we’ll be home ’round midnight tonight. Right now we’re in Boston enjoying some fried clams and chowda’ and washing it all down with some kickass sangria.

Can’t wait to get home and sleep in my own beds. To say nothing off the copious amounts of drugs I’ll be taking. Flying with a congested head sucks. Having three takeoffs with a congested head is HELL!

‘Nuff said.

Some Photos From Belfast

November 14th, 2008

I have to say, probably one of my favorite things that we did this entire trip was the political mural tour in Belfast.  Our driver was great and had a wealth of knowledge.  You could just feel his pain when he told us about life on the Protestant side of the Peace Wall growing up.

It’s just amazing to think that it’s only 8 years after the Trouble’s ceasefire in 2000.  According to him, the city is an entirely different place.  Yet at the same time, the Peace Wall is still up and the gates are locked shut each night.

While there’s not too much fighting going on, it’s still not completely peaceful.  There was talk in the news just yesterday of a pipe bomb going off that was meant for an IRA official.  That will probably take generations before the hatred dissipates.  So sad.

According to our tour guide, these murals take 2-3 weeks to go up. As the older, more discriminatory and threatening murals start to fade and peel, they’re being replace by the city with more friendly, cultural morals.

Here are a couple of photos from that tour. This first batch are taken from a Protestant housing project.

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This one is creepy as all hell. That gun follows you as you walk by. The entire time it’s pointing at you. I must’ve been quite freaked since that’s actually the only shot I got of this mural and it’s not even a full-on shot.

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One of the many myths depicting the story behind the red hand of Ulster.

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This is the Peace Wall - it locks in the Catholics and keeps the Protestants out. You’ll notice that it’s built in three stages. Turns out, it was never quite tall enough to keep out the bombs and the rockets from the Protestant side.

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This is one of the many sets of gates into the Catholic area. Each gated entrance actually consists of two sets of gates - one further in. The Peace Wall entirely surrounds and encloses the Catholic town and extends fully into the mountains beyond. They’re all locked down every night.

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This is on the side of the IRA headquarters. It’s a mural of Bobby Sands, one of the first IRA prisoners to lead a hunger strike while imprisoned. I remember hearing about his when I was a kid.

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On the Catholic side, they have an entire wall dedicated to the international causes that the IRA supports (in some cases, schools the local terrorists) and opposes. This is an example of what they oppose about the US and (soon to be former) President Bush. You’ll notice that he’s sucking the oil out of Iraq.

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Fascinating stuff, all of it. I wish the tour could have been another hour longer still. But really, that alone made the drive into Belfast so worth it.

It’s Official…

November 13th, 2008

I caught it. Yep, seems I caught Richard’s Irish cold.  Which of course means now I get to drink all the Irish Whiskey!!  Haha!!

Tomorrow we take the Black Cab tour of Belfast.  I can’t wait.  One, we don’t have to drive.  Two, we get to see everything we want to see.  Three, we get to stop for photos.  Four, we don’t have to drive.  Woohoo!!

Photos From on the Way Into Dublin

November 12th, 2008

Jameson & Ginger Ale, my drink of choice…
Jameson & Ginger Ale - My Drink of Choice

Still haven’t seen a castle, but here’s another church (there are plenty of those around) Saint Sinian’s Tyrrellpass
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House in ruins
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There’s a lot going on in the news out here. On the 7th there was a HUGE cocaine bust in Cork.Then the following day or so, there was a gang-related murder of an innocent rugby player.  All this recent gang activity is making for demand in changing the current legistlation.  Needless to say, the gangs aren’t too happy and have been calling in some bomb threats.  I believe that’s what’s happening in this photo here.

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PS - not happy with the way the photos are formating on the page, but I’m not going to mess with it now.  Maybe it’s just time to change up the blog theme and header again.

I’m Done Driving in Ireland

November 11th, 2008

Seriously. We got lost again in Dublin. We got lost trying to find our way to Temple Bar, the area where our hotel was. We got stuck in some major rush hour traffic (one roundabout took nearly 20 minutes itself - the first time we went through and yes, that means we went through it more than once looking for the road we needed). Then we got really, really lost just trying to find our way around the streets to get to the hotel itself.

Let’s face, Dublin streets have been around since the Medieval age (not counting all that druid, celtic and earlier stuff), what would make anyone think that they’d make any sort of sense. One ways changing direction. Streets that look like alleys (or one ways) that turn out their regular streets. Areas closed down to traffic. You name it. Luckily, here in Dublin we don’t really the car until we head to Belfast. Even then, the hubs is driving as I’m done with the driving and the traffic and the construction. I’ll let him take over and try my hand at navigating. I will miss those roundabouts though.

No photos today. We took some as we were driving from Galway to Dublin, but they’re taking forever to load into Flickr. So until they get up there, I’m going to crash. Man, I feel sleepy today - could be those Jameson & Ginger Ales (yum!) Now that I’m not driving, I can finally have a drink or two ;-)

No Castles or Forts Yet to be Seen

November 10th, 2008

Well, that’s not entirely honest.  We did see a castle, or at least the outline of a castle in the dark of the rainy, evening sky as we drove to Galway.  We were also near a castle or two in Killarney - again, while in the rain, as evening was quickly approaching.  I do have it on good authority, that there is a castle a short (ha!) drive out of Dublin that we can visit easily.

Let me just say, I knew that it would be rainy in November.  I knew that the day would be shorter in November.  But I didn’t realize until we looked it up last night that sunrise is 8:30ish and sunset is 3:45ish.  Um…that’s only about eight hours.  Now add in some rain…okay a LOT of rain…and the day is shorter still.  No wonder we’re not able to see all that much.  We’re typically back at the room around 6:30 or so with a short nap and then out to dinner and the pub around 9:30 or so.  So yeah, the moral of the story, no castles and ruins for us yet.  But there’s always tomorrow (and the next four days in Dublin and Belfast).

Of course, it didn’t help that the hubs seems to have come down with a pretty nasty cold (and to think, we thought I’d be the one to catch something that would turn into an infection of sorts).  So basically, we spent today in the room.  We did venture out to visit the pharmachemist to get some cold/flu meds and then some fish and chips for lunch.  But otherwise, I’ve just been reading and forcing the hubs to inhale EmergenC and ginger tea.

Interestingly enough, he’s not complaining about the vacation.  I guess to him, as long as he gets some good music, good drinks (be it beer or his new sickly favorite, hot whisky), good food, and time to just relax away from the office it’s a good vacation for him.

On that note, I’m off to my next book while the hubs naps some more.  Poor guy, he was up half the night tossing and turning.