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Archive for October 2006
HWSBO and the children are on their way home from Dublin. They’ve been ‘Trick-or Treating’ on Grandma’s road. This is another annual event where all her grandchildren meet up to party! My Mother in Law always does a good job decorating her house, while Grandad (who is a ‘few’ years older) makes himself scarce and keeps a low profile!
87 hits short of the Big 7,000!
I saw this on T.V. recently and it brought back memories of one of the very few programmes I enjoyed when I was little. I was MAD about The Woodentops, Andy Pandy and occasionally I would watch Sooty and Sweep (although I could never understand why only Mr,Corbett could hear Sweep! ) Click Roobarb And Custard
Ever wondered why you rarely see men’s letters in agony aunt columns?
I’ve never written to you before, but I really need your advice on what
could be a crucial decision. I’ve suspected for some time now that my
wife has been cheating on me.
The usual signs… phone rings but if I answer, the caller hangs up.
My wife has been going out with the girls a lot recently although when I
ask their names she always says, “Just some friends from work, you don’t
I always stay awake to look out for her taxi coming home, but she always
walks down the drive. Although I can hear a car driving off, as if she
has gotten out of the car round the corner. Why? Maybe she wasn’t in a
I once picked her cell phone up just to see what time it was and she
went berserk and screamed that I should never touch her phone again and
why was I checking up on her.
Last night she went out again and I decided to really check on her. I
decided I was going to park my Harley Davidson motorcycle next to the
garage and then hide behind it so I could get a good view of the whole
street when she came home. It was at that moment, crouching behind my
Harley, that I noticed that the valve covers on my engine seemed to be
leaking a little oil.
Is this something I can fix myself or should I take it back to the
Where did the last seven days go? It just flew. Usually, the girls would be at their Irish dancing class tonight, but its the school Hallowe’en Disco too and a family party at their cousins house. Guess what they would rather do!
So, today I have to put together three outfits they’ll be happy with. Not an easy task for the eldest who’s conscious of her appearance
Where are you when you are blogging? Work? Home? The library? I’m in the corner of my kitchen. My little haven! Any spare minute I get, I come here with a cup of coffee, or five, and blog or hop till I feel the need to do the housework/feed the children/go to the loo…
(Must get a cleaner!)
HWSBO (alias; ‘he who should be obeyed’ i.e. my husband) still remembers how I looked in 1988 when he first set eyes on me and realised I was the most perfect woman he had ever laid eyes on, apart from Brooke Shields, a very close second I may add!
Anyway, what is it about men? They hold onto the little things like, what I wore on a particular day, my hairstyle on a particular holiday, the perfume I wore on our honeymoon, the length of my nails when we were ‘courting’ and a b****y green dress he still wants me to wear 14 years on! “Hey! I was a size 8uk then! Get a grip!”
The point I’m getting at is, why then, can he not remember where the washbasket is? Where the recycling bin is? Where the G-spot is?
Need I go on?….
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Give this man a hug! I love this YouTube video, it’s so touching. My sister sent it to me a moment ago. Just had to share.
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Yesterdays walk took us to Donadea Forest Park in Kildare. Its a great place for a day out. I was delighted to see extra facilities in place for the children. A tree swing, smaller tables for the little ones to picnic and a see-saw which they really loved. Again, I was without the camera and missed many opportunities for some beautiful pics. One moment in particular was a little eerie. In the area you can see in the link where there is a small hut (it’s actually a cafe) I sat there reading a few pages of my book, I looked up at the children playing, and the light shining down through the trees was a very unusual colour, a sort of orangey-pink. Then hundreds of beech leaves from the trees swooped across quite slowly and everything went silent. It was spooky!
There is also a 9/11 memorial plot. I picked up a leaflet from the kiosk for more info.
‘Sean Tallon was a young Irish American working as a firefighter for the city of New York on September 11th 2001…’
‘A scaled replica of the Twin Towers have been erected on a specially designed plinth bearing the official crests of the New York City emergency and rescue services carved into stone flags…..’
I took photos on a previous visit to the park, one of them is my header.