July 10

A final post from Ireland. I might post-post some Irish stuff, but for now, this is céad slán. And of course, on our last day here, we went to the Dead Zoo. I think this face says it better than...

June 13

I’m sad. Very sad, actually. Today marks the 4 week point until we return to the States. Sigh. Okay, so I think it’s only temporary; we’ll be back here for another stint in a couple years. And I like my life in Philadelphia. Truly excellent friends,...

June 1

That’s the pub across the way. They have a telescope. Have a pint; watch the zany family. 10:02. PM. Madam: “I can’t sleep. It’s too light!” Me: “Count sheep.” Madam: “It’s not working. Too light.” Himself...

May 25

The entire Himself family went to Howth for the day. Which, by the way, was Spring. As in: Spring was May 25th this year. That is in no way a complaint about any other day; I pretty much love the weather here all the time (we figure I was Sydney Morgan in a past...

May 20

I’m not a plant person. I mean, I eat them with glee. I’ve never met a green veggie I haven’t liked. But as a gardener, if I say “I kill cacti”, it tells you all you need to know. I appreciate flowers, too. I guess. They’re pretty....

May 16

It’s every headline and lead-in, the top news story in Dublin today. People arrived in droves to get a look…   .   The Queen Mary II is achored in Dun Laoghaire. How can you not love a city whose attention is grabbed passionately and completely...

May 15

One of my new favorite words is “pinniped”. Which means “fin-footed”. Seals and walruses. There are actually a lot of pretty wonderful words in Linnaean taxonomy (sirenia, nops, ba humbugi…), but that’s fodder for another post. This...

April 24

I’m sure it’s no surprise to hear that, as a matter of principle, I absolutely think there is a time and a place for civil disobedience. I’m all for protest. Although my own march-through-the-streets-while-shouting moments have been far fewer since...

After a week in a car with my children…

I am resorting to a list. Of course I am. We’re all a little bleary, waddling a bit from overconsumption of pub grub, and pleased to still be speaking to each other. Actually, the kids were great, despite the fact that only one of the hotels had WiFi in the room...