A new bed arrived for C's room today. It's very high compared to the last one, so she'll have to jump up onto it. It's amazing how much dust and gunge had collected under the old bed - she's lucky she wasn't at home to clean it up!
This was a big week for foreigners helping us out. A group of Russian women spring-cleaned our house on Tuesday, including making our cooker look like new on the inside. I dread to think what chemicals must have been used for that.
The bed was delivered by a Polish guy, who helped Dad to lug it up the stairs. Ian had music being pumped into his ears so didn't hear their shouted requests for help.
Eating out with some people from the CIPD on Thursday we were served in Luigi Malone's by Chinese waitresses.
Today, though, there was a big moment. I have been calling into filling stations to get my left front tyre pumped up for weeks now, as it has a slow puncture. I actually got around to getting it fixed this morning. It took all of 10 minutes, including the waiting to get it done, which is definitely a lot less time than I have spent pumping it up since it got the puncture. And, the person who fixed it was Irish!
Next weekend is a bank holiday weekend, and there is a barge rally at Meelick. We will take the opportunity to show off our newly painted boat which, as it happens, has to be brought through Meelick on its way back to home base. It could be a good gathering there, though poor Goldie won't like it as he still has a buster collar around his neck to stop him scratching his eye. The shame of having it on in front of other dogs may just be too much!
The Limerick Animal Welfare people were at Superquinn today with a ginormous dog. Take Goldie, double him in size, and add loads of extra hair... The person who fostered Pippa before we took her was there. She recently got a new dog the same colour as Pippa, and has called her Pippa as well.
Tomorrow is Munster QM - the final of the 3 meetings where I'm expecting to be lambasted. The last 2 went fine, so let's hope this one does too.
Reminder to self - -- car insurance needs to be renewed this weekend.
Saturday 20 October 2007
Sunday 7 October 2007
One meeting down
The first of the Newtown meetings is over and I'm still alive, though probably not covered in roses. Life goes on, though, and all children are happy.
It's foggy outside this morning, as it was yesterday, but looks set to be a nice day. I hope I can get out in the garden this afternoon, though stupidly agreed to "take lunch" with a friend after Meeting, so that will delay things a bit. Bells are chiming outside, so it must be nearly 9.30am and all Church of Ireland people are being called to church.
Goldie has just taken his last antibiotic tablets. I've also given him a dose of Metacam so he is beginning to calm down from the awful itchiness his sore eye must bring. There is nothing more frustrating than not being able to scratch what itches, and the big dish collar around his neck is hampering him somewhat! Leavy is being mischievous, and I've already had to clean up from her misdeeds overnight. Pippa is being her normal quiet self, and isn't even asking me to throw a ball for her. Of course, the men of this household are sleeping soundly.
A really exciting happening in this village went and happened while I was out of the country. We now have a ginormous SuperValu shop alive and open. It's very exciting. The village hasn't known anything this exciting since... well, since. There are at least 200 new houses on sale in the area at the moment so Castleconnell is obviously THE place to be. Aren't you jealous, millions of readers that don't live here?
It's foggy outside this morning, as it was yesterday, but looks set to be a nice day. I hope I can get out in the garden this afternoon, though stupidly agreed to "take lunch" with a friend after Meeting, so that will delay things a bit. Bells are chiming outside, so it must be nearly 9.30am and all Church of Ireland people are being called to church.
Goldie has just taken his last antibiotic tablets. I've also given him a dose of Metacam so he is beginning to calm down from the awful itchiness his sore eye must bring. There is nothing more frustrating than not being able to scratch what itches, and the big dish collar around his neck is hampering him somewhat! Leavy is being mischievous, and I've already had to clean up from her misdeeds overnight. Pippa is being her normal quiet self, and isn't even asking me to throw a ball for her. Of course, the men of this household are sleeping soundly.
A really exciting happening in this village went and happened while I was out of the country. We now have a ginormous SuperValu shop alive and open. It's very exciting. The village hasn't known anything this exciting since... well, since. There are at least 200 new houses on sale in the area at the moment so Castleconnell is obviously THE place to be. Aren't you jealous, millions of readers that don't live here?
Saturday 29 September 2007
Home again
I like travelling less and less. Orlando was not very exciting - it was hot and sticky and very expensive. It seems that Mickey Mouse attracts lots of conferences and business events so they can charge what they like.
It was worth visiting Patty, who seems to have had a miracle cure, though has now to build up her strength so that she can get on with life. She has always been an optimist, and this is now paying off. It was also good to meet Paul, her intended future partner, who is very nice.
On Thursday evening Jan and Anne (Jan and Patty's mother) came to Orlando to see me and we all had a meal together. Anne has alzheimer's, but is very sweet with it and just goes with the flow. Jan gave me all the family news.
I managed to sleep for most of the flight from New York to Shannon, and then went to bed until lunch-time when I got home. I feel considerably better than I did earlier, but need a few days to get back to normal. This coming month is a busy one, with Newtown-related meetings the next 3 weekends, and at least one committee meeting in the week preceding School Committee. We intend to spend the final weekend of October, which is a bank holiday weekend, bringing our newly painted boat back down to Dromineer. It's very posh!
It was worth visiting Patty, who seems to have had a miracle cure, though has now to build up her strength so that she can get on with life. She has always been an optimist, and this is now paying off. It was also good to meet Paul, her intended future partner, who is very nice.
On Thursday evening Jan and Anne (Jan and Patty's mother) came to Orlando to see me and we all had a meal together. Anne has alzheimer's, but is very sweet with it and just goes with the flow. Jan gave me all the family news.
I managed to sleep for most of the flight from New York to Shannon, and then went to bed until lunch-time when I got home. I feel considerably better than I did earlier, but need a few days to get back to normal. This coming month is a busy one, with Newtown-related meetings the next 3 weekends, and at least one committee meeting in the week preceding School Committee. We intend to spend the final weekend of October, which is a bank holiday weekend, bringing our newly painted boat back down to Dromineer. It's very posh!
Saturday 15 September 2007
These sunflowers....
..could be growing in Bangor if only C had planted them there, as originally planned. However, we're getting the benefit of the pack of seeds instead.
Sunday 2 September 2007
Sea air
The men in my life decided that I needed fresh sea air to blow things out of my mind, so we headed off for west Clare yesterday afternoon. We found a lovely place for the dogs to go for a crazy run, at the less used end of Lahinch, and we all enjoyed the sea air.
I was fascinated by some surfers who were being pulled along by a large flying kite/sail-like object. It was difficult to work out how they could go in the opposite direction to the wind, but as we got near I saw that there seem to be a lot of adjustment strings that may make the kite get different wind directions. It was amazing, though, as one guy was going extremely fast across the water, and being pulled right up in the air every now and again. It must be exhilarating if you do it right.
We then went to Vaughans in Liscannor for a beautiful meal. I felt very sleepy on the way home, and had a good sleep last night. Those men in my life are very kind!
Today is rainy so my idea that I would do gardening and clean the outside of the windows has gone awry. Maybe I'll just read a book instead of doing all the housework I hate. I'm reading a book by Zultan Zinn-Collis, a survivor of the Holocaust and Bergen-Belsen camp, who was adopted by and Irishman, Bob Collis, and went to Newtown. It is fascinating, and horrific, but very readable.
I think the last person to leave Limerick has probably turned out the lights by now. Limerick has reached the all-Ireland hurling final for the first time in many years. I could hear the cars going past this morning on the main road heading for Croke Park, so there must have been lots of them.
I was fascinated by some surfers who were being pulled along by a large flying kite/sail-like object. It was difficult to work out how they could go in the opposite direction to the wind, but as we got near I saw that there seem to be a lot of adjustment strings that may make the kite get different wind directions. It was amazing, though, as one guy was going extremely fast across the water, and being pulled right up in the air every now and again. It must be exhilarating if you do it right.
We then went to Vaughans in Liscannor for a beautiful meal. I felt very sleepy on the way home, and had a good sleep last night. Those men in my life are very kind!
Today is rainy so my idea that I would do gardening and clean the outside of the windows has gone awry. Maybe I'll just read a book instead of doing all the housework I hate. I'm reading a book by Zultan Zinn-Collis, a survivor of the Holocaust and Bergen-Belsen camp, who was adopted by and Irishman, Bob Collis, and went to Newtown. It is fascinating, and horrific, but very readable.
I think the last person to leave Limerick has probably turned out the lights by now. Limerick has reached the all-Ireland hurling final for the first time in many years. I could hear the cars going past this morning on the main road heading for Croke Park, so there must have been lots of them.
Saturday 1 September 2007
Why is it?
Why is it that I end up in positions of responsibility? Why is it that these (voluntary) positions often involve resolving rows? Is it me (says she, thinking of Oscar Wilde and lost parents), or is it that I get appointed in this kind of situation? What would have happened this summer is someone entirely different was chair of NS Committee? Where would we be now - better or worse? In fact, would we have even tackled the junior school situation in the first place?
None of these questions seem answerable right now. If it is me, though, I should get out of my position forthwith. If it isn't me, then it is my responsibility to ensure that rows like this don't happen again over other things. However, I just don't have the energy to do a demanding job and act as chair of NS Committee. Given the choice right now between the two, my job seems more important and deserving of my energies. I'm not a quitter, though, so will probably keep on trundling.
None of these questions seem answerable right now. If it is me, though, I should get out of my position forthwith. If it isn't me, then it is my responsibility to ensure that rows like this don't happen again over other things. However, I just don't have the energy to do a demanding job and act as chair of NS Committee. Given the choice right now between the two, my job seems more important and deserving of my energies. I'm not a quitter, though, so will probably keep on trundling.
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