It’s taken a couple weeks but finally you can join me on a tour around Ireland. From the streets of Dublin to the Cliffs of Moher, Afternoon Tea at Adare and frolicking with sheep on the Dingle Peninsula, I can’t wait to go back! Thanks to Molly, Adam & Brennan for their wonderful hospitality (meatloaf...
Monthly Archives: March 2009
Do you Earth Hour?
If the global warming argument doesn’t sway you, consider it an excuse to turn off the lights, light some candles, open a bottle of wine and enjoy a peaceful evening.
I’d rather be…hanging out with sheep.
That should be my license plate frame. I’d rather be trailing after this mamma and her two babies.Or having a staring contest with this guy. (Or gal. I can’t tell. I wasn’t going to look and be the first to crack.)I’d rather be most anywhere else except spending an entire day working on a take-home...
Oh, Practicum.
How I dislike you and your process. I’ve mentioned previously that part of my clinical training includes 3 years of “Practicum” training (sometimes referred to as ‘externship’) followed by one formal year of Internship. I’ve just been through the application process for my first year of diagnostic/assessment practicum, and let me tell you, it is...
Weekend Visitor
…Hoping for sunny weather while my dear friend Ginger is in town for the weekend. On the agenda: a whole lotta nothin’.(The good kind of ‘nothin’) Yay!…
Driving in IE
Although there were a couple occasions where I (or Molly or Lauren) had to remind myself (quickly) that I should be driving on the left not the right (made all the more complicated by the manual gear shift on the left), I’m proud to say we returned our trusty Opel Corsa back to Irish Car...
This might make my day if it happened to me.
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The tin
Across the Atlantic – at least in rural Ireland – the folks there are a trusting lot. You pump your gas and then you pay; no pre-authorization or card swiping necessary to guarantee you won’t pump and run. Young farm-girls let you wander their fields of sheep with a simple request that you be sure...
I realize I’m no longer a child when…
… for example, I am eager to sleep in my own bed after being away for a while. As a child I never wanted the party to end. At sleepovers I was always eager to stay at friends’ as long as possible, for as many nights as we could get away with. Being away always...
The Winn Family (in Ireland)
Of course while I was here, I had to snap a few of Molly, Adam & Brennan. They’re too cute not to!(Click the image to go to a slideshow or go HERE.)