Tag: The Spaniard
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Au Revoir Dublin
not sober Today is my last day in Dublin. Tomorrow morning I’m on a plane to Marseille and headed back to Le Petit Village life (and regularly scheduled blog posts). The Husband is excited, he doesn’t do ‘alone’ very well. Since I’ve been gone, Baby Cousin, The Gypsy, and The Spaniard, have all slept over. (can’t you…
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I Love Tuesdays
Pizza Night, Pizza Night, Oh how I love Pizza Night! The above needs to be sung while doing jazz hands, with your head shaking, eyes closed, and letting your hips have a little spazz attack. I’d show you a how to video but that would be embarrassing. The Skippie Team loves pizza night. Not so…
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It's A Wonderful Sunday
It’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas… The Skippie Team (The Boyfriend, Fifty, and me) woke up to a snowy Sunday morning in Le Petit Village. Monsieur Snowman blessed us with a full five centimeters. Not a huge amount, but after living in Dublin for six years (plenty of rain, no snow) and Texas…
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I Want Someone To Cook Me A Turkey
On this Thanksgiving morning I’m feeling a little hollow. Not really homesick hollow as much as tradition, family, and friend sick hollow. It’s been six years since I’ve lived in the States, so I’ve been without traditional Thanksgiving for awhile. But Thanksgiving was always my favorite holiday, none of the pressure of Christmas but all…
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A Whole Lot of Sunday
I finally got around to having Papa’s wife over for Sunday lunch. Papa had decided that there were wild boars that needed slaying so he wasn’t able to join us, so Papa’s wife’s 88 year old mother came instead. Ok, just the ladies, no pressure. This is how the day went: 6:15 – Awake making…
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