Next Stop: Dreamland. And Toquerville.
I had the strangest dream last night. Perhaps one of you Dreamologists can tell me what it meant. I dreamed I was visiting someplace–and it […]
Funny Memories
Overheard at Grandma’s on Labor Day Weekend
"Wait, wait. Let me see your tongue." "Why?" "Just show me. AAAAAAHHH! It's forked! I knew it! It's forked." "No it's not!" "Let's see who […]
Ahhhhh Romance!
Men: Remember that time when you realized you'd been with your significant other for a long time, and wow, she was just as beautiful as […]
Memories I Never Knew I Made
Awwww. I just tucked kid number 2 in bed for the night–well, not so much tucked as nodded in his general direction and murmured, "Dood. […]
Braveheart. A Close Friend of Dorkheart.
So I'm listening to my kid talk, with glowing eyes and breathless breath, about some 8 foot rapids he and his scout-y youth group hit […]
Bugs on My Feet, Feet on My Lips
I seem to have this relationship with bugs. Anything creepy-crawly and disgusting, really. Couldn't tell you why. Maybe it is just the fabulously kind and […]
Kilkenny. (Why? What Did Kenny Do?) (get it?)
Haw Haw. But seriously, one of my little dudes asked me why the Irish are so violent – naming their towns like a hit list: […]
The Cliffs of Moher: Music and Midges
A hundred years and I couldn't show you everything we did and learned and loved about Ireland. Besides which, you would likely get bored. I […]
Doolin: Winding Our Way to O’Connor’s and Eileen’s
Dublin was pretty cool, but I had yet to see more than a handful of Ireland's 40 shades of green. And I wanted me some […]
Ireland: Dancing in Dublin (and stuff)
Me arriving in Dublin. Bruce arrived too, but he was behind the camera. Note the Irish lass freezing in the wind beyond me. We commiserated. […]