Tag: Gatz
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Gatz turns thirty and a day
{drink me} It was 11:30, the morning after Gatz’s birthday dinner extravaganza, and I was having a perfectly lovely morning… sipping Barrys Tea, reading celebrity gossip, contemplating doing some on-line shopping and maybe my nails and not much else for the day when The Husband walked into the room… “Gatz wants to go out tonight…
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Gatz turns thirty
The Croupier isn’t the only one that turned thirty this month, Gatz rounded the corner into my decade as well (now if The Husband could hurry up and turn thirty too, maybe I won’t feel so weird). Whereas The Croupier was content with a big party in The LPV, Gatz had dreams of traveling abroad…
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good friday
Want to know why my Good Friday was a good Friday? 1. It stopped raining yesterday long enough for The Husband, Honey Jr., Honey’s Honey and me to have l’apéro outside (April showers and all), even though it was kind of cold. OK, it was really freaking cold. Honey’s Honey and I were bundled up in…
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pints, pints, and more pints
{the perfect pint} Behold.. the most perfect pint in the history of pints.. poured at Mulligans (where my grandparents used to drink). This is where you get the best pint in Dublin. And if it’s the best pint in Dublin then it has to be the best pint in the world. So there you go.…………………………………………………………………………………………………………
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Versatile: Dublin
Tomebug at The Tao of Me has passed on the Versatile Blogger award to me. Thanks Tomebug! And since I’m off to Dublin tomorrow with The Husband and Gatz (Gatz… that will be fun, I’m going to need one of those electric shock collars you put on the dog to keep them in the yard), and because the award…
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all the rest of la fête
{teeny tiny carnival} Being totally mature, I called it a night about 11pm on Brazil Day. The Husband was not so mature. He and Gatz (because of course Gatz was staying with us) bumbled in at 4am. Now here’s a question for you; do you think they came in quietly and went straight to bed? Or…
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when I should have been at home
Remember when I told you that I went to Avignon when I wasn’t fully over the flu and probably shouldn’t have gone (OK, definitely shouldn’t have gone) but went anyway? Yes? Good. The reason I went was Gatz, aka The Husband’s hetero-life partner. Remember last summer (maybe not since last summer was a long time…
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The Husband's Birthday: Episode 4
{cool} In terms of worldwide coolness it pretty much goes like this; Number 1. Snoop Dogg Number 2. Mr Honey F A C T.…………………………………………………………………………………………………. The morning after the BBQ, I woke up a little after 8, bright eyed and bushy tailed (I’m not being sarcastic, being the hostess meant I drank more water than anything…
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The Husband's Birthday: Episode 3
When we last left The Husband’s Birthday, the boys had returned from the bar and one had fallen asleep at the ripe old hour of 7:15, (and got punished for it in the maturest of ways). What I didn’t mention was that one boy was missing, Honey Jr. Where, oh where could Honey Jr be?…
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