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Then my new specs came in early.
Not that anyone has noticed yet.
Ok, I am exaggerating about the not seeing. While I did break my glasses at the beginning of December I have a second pair (essential when you're as blind as I am without).
But when I went it to see if anything could be done to repair the broken ones (it couldn't ) it turns out I was overdue for an eye test. So it seemed like a good time to get new frames.
I had my test just before Christmas and was told my new pair wouldn't be ready until the middle of January. Then out of the blue I got a text on New Year's eve to say they were ready to be picked up. I guess the lab was quiet over the holidays.
So I wore the new glasses to the family New Year's party, didn't say anything, and waited for someone to note the change. And today when we were Skyping to the brother in Canada they didn't pick it up either.
Oh well, overall it's been a very enjoyable Christmas and New Year with lots of good times spent with the family.
I hope all of you had a good holiday.
So I'm off to Saskatchewan at the end of July for two weeks to visit my brother and his family and finally meet this new nephew face-to-face.
It should be lots of fun. There's already a camping trip planned, and I'll be there for the Fringe Festival. Plus visiting with relatives and friends.
In other news:
A couple of weekends ago we went down to the banks of the Nore to see some Coracles being built.
And our chickens have finally started laying. One egg this morning, hopefully the first of many.
Last but not least, Seasick Steve has a new album out. I'd recommend it.
We went down to Myshall in Carlow on Sunday, to a poultry sale. It was quite something to see, I had no idea that it would be such a big event.
There were plenty of chickens, obviously.
Including some quite exotic breeds.
This rooster looked like he was on stilts.
But there were also ducks and geese.
Frankly, it was little overwhelming to a couple of novice chicken buyers, but eventually we found what we were after. A pair of Rhode Island Reds.
Mam gave them a good once over and was satisfied with their condition. And they were plenty lively, as we learned in the escape attempt while they were being boxed up. But once they were settled in their crate in the back of the van they settled down for the trip home.
The transfer to the coop went much more smoothly and though they were a bit leery of these strange new digs
They are well settled in now.
It will be 2-3 weeks before we start seeing eggs, stay tuned. In the meantime you can go and look at the rest of the album.
I hope you'll join me.
Happy Paddy's Day everyone.
I had some trouble trying to come up with an idea for a post for today.
Then I realised that some of you may not be familiar with the story of St. Patrick and how he became the patron saint of Ireland.
I hope you all enjoy the day and get a chance to "drown the shamrock" if that's your desire.
Lá Fhéile Pádraig Sona Daoibh!
And God said, 'Let there be light' and there was light, but the Electricity Board said He would have to wait until Thursday to be connected.
It ended up being Sunday and I did it myself but I finally got the light fixtures in the kitchen up.
They work better than I could have hoped, giving a strong even light throughout the kitchen with no shadows.
Next up is my bedroom. That could be tricky, since I've had a look at the wiring and it's a bit of a rats nest.
It didn't take the two lads long in the new house.
This is the Big Fella on our new sitting room sofa. Very soft, and with the wood stove on one side and the radiator on the other possibly the warmest spot in the house.
The Little Lad has his own ideas on what is a good source of warmth.
I'm glad that they have settled in their new home so easily, though they're pretty experienced. This is the Big Fella's sixth move and the Little Lad's third.
Today was the day for getting appliances connected.
We've had our cooker, dishwasher, and washing machine in the new house for a couple of weeks, but we needed to have a plumber come and connect them all. He did come last Friday, but without his tools. Seems his van was giving trouble and the dealer sent it off to a garage in another town without telling him or giving him a chance to get anything from it. But he had a look at all the different jobs and made a plan for what needed to be done.
He was due to come yesterday, but there was an emergency - flooded chapel - that he had to deal with. So finally he showed up and spent the whole day sorting out everything. It turned out everything that needed to be done was a bigger job than I had imagined. I would have been way over my head, though I had already realized when the connectors on the cooker had me flummoxed.
So tonight I made a hot, home-cooked dinner, loaded our dishes into the dishwasher, and tomorrow will be laundry day.
"Knackered" meaning tired, exhausted or broken in British and Irish slang is commonly used in Ireland and the United Kingdom.
At the minute I'm waiting on a few things.
Waiting for the fire to catch, the wood is a bit damp.
Waiting for supper, though that won't be for another hour or so.
Waiting for a Skype call from the brother and his family - because Skype is cool.
Waiting on some paperwork. I can't say more.
Waiting for some post. Ditto
Waiting to meet my nephew face to face. He's getting so big.
What are you waiting for?
I then proceed to muck things up further so I couldn't go back.
I knew that there were some new posts and comments so I figured the only way to find them was to go visit all my friends blogs one by one and check the recent posts.
As I did I was struck by how many blogs has not been updated in a long time. And how many friends seem to have left the OC.
What happened? Where did they go? Are they ok? I guess we may never know.
In Ireland it's traditional to place wreaths on the grave of loved ones at Christmas time. Our tradition includes the grave of an old family friend. On Christmas day after mass we make an outing of driving to the little cemetery out in the country. Part of the tradition involves getting lost trying to get there, but this year, through an educated guess, I managed to program the sat-nav to take us to the cross-roads right below the graveyard. It was a good thing, since I was more concentrating on the roads which while not that bad were still slippery in spots.
We got there and back without much drama, only one real "woah" moment. Then we had Christmas dinner and later the brother and sister called us on Skype. That was special as we got to see each other opening our Christmas parcels. I got a belated birthday present which was really worth the wait.
And Mam got some new dishcloths. Before you go thinking that a lousy present, let me explain. She found these special cloths in Vancouver when we were there for the wedding. They're made of wood fibre and surprisingly absorbent. Soon Mam was using nothing else and after a year and a half her cloth was beginning to show a bit of wear.
Between Christmas and New Year's was quiet, the roads were so bad we didn't go anywhere beyond the village. The Steven's Day walk was cancelled, it's supposed to be re-scheduled but we've not heard anything, and we missed a couple family events because it just wasn't worth travelling.
So New Year's Eve was spent at home. I tired to get some photos of the lunar eclipse but I don't have enough control over my cameras setting to get the results that Words does
On New Year's Day we decided to brave the ice and go for a walk up the fields behind our house. This is the first time wee'd been exploring up this way so it was a bit exciting. Picking our way through the ice was also exciting, for different reasons.
Once we managed that though the path was dry and at the top of the hill we got an amazing view down the valley towards the village.
We spent some time looking around, picking out various landmarks. I tried to get arty taking pictures of the frost.
Not sure how successful I was.
Looking around some more we think we spotted Mt. Leinster off in the distance topped with snow.
The cold was starting to get to us so we headed back down. On our way we saw where something had been digging in the hedges. Any wildlife people have an idea what it could be?
Are you celebrating Paddy's Day?
- Who's Paddy and how did he get his own day?
Total: 10 votes
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