Well, safe to say the sun is helping. Today I think I may have moved into another phase. I don't believe it to be a completely new, or necessarily 'next' phase. It's just different. Phase 37 of 829, I'm guessing. If breaking an addiction takes 12 steps I can only imagine the number of steps … Continue reading Phase 37 of 829
On this day last year we, like so many others, made our way to a St. Patrick's Day Parade. We headed into Ennis, late because that's life with three aged four and under, and raced to catch the tail-end of our County town's big production. We had the badges and wore the bits and bobs … Continue reading What Would Granny Do?
You can't always get what you want. It would appear. The kids have turned on me. Like bite-size Judases. Maybe 'turned' is an exaggeration as, when I start to think about it, I don't know they were ever really facing me in the first place. Yes, we stand together pretty much every minute of every … Continue reading You Get What You Need
Time is a trickster. It is flying and standing still, all at once. I know - Christmas is always busy. But this year it had been driving my mind bezerk. And I obviously had all the signs of it too. I mean, you know you're a hot mess when the person working the till at … Continue reading Time-Swallowing Toddlers
Winter is upon us. I don't particularly announce this because our calendar tells us so, more because - in this house at least - we're finally feeling it in our bones. So, for this week, we've gone into hibernation mode. It's easy to hibernate in the Burren. It's been four days since we left the … Continue reading When Nothing Much Happens