New Years Aspirations

IMG_2890.JPGEach year I make New Years resolutions. Each year I promptly break them at about, oh, 12.02 on New Years Day – at most a few days later, as long as I’ve decided “They start when you wake up” (Clearly, the “give up drinking” can not be enacted at 12 midnight on the night in question). They’re typical, and unrealistic and I wind up beating myself up about failing at them fairly rapidly. Read More

November, November…

So November is among us. Last night, Cork (and numerous other places, likely) was filled with people dressed in an array of costumes, scary and not scary (Kudos to the couple going around dressed as Mary Poppins and Dick Van Dyke the chimney sweep, loved it!) celebrating Halloween, and today the majority have woken up hungover to the sky falling. It’s officially Winter, and the great rain lords have started celebrating. Whats that about us having to pay for this stuff falling out of the sky? Read More