Mrs Snowman

No teenagers tonight on my walk.  I can't decide if I am happy or disappointed.  What happened?  I was looking forward to my dodging and throwing exercises.  Although they left some evidence that they had been there earlier tho', in the form of a female snowman, or should that be snow'woman'??  How did I know the snow'person' was female, by the pink hat it was wearing obviously.  Rusty did his usual Mexican stand off with the snow people.  He just doesn't get that they are not real.  Silly dog.  Actually I should have attached ski's to my boots and used him like a little Husky, that would have been fun. 

It was much colder out there tonight than last night, maybe that's the reason for the missing teenagers, or else they are all at home watching Man U playing.

I hope it doesn't get any colder tonight, because I had to dig my car into my drive this evening, so I have no chance of getting it out in the morning if there is any more snow......effort!!

My poor little car got stuck
in a snow and ice filled rut
we pushed and we shoved
with hands that were gloved
still stranded in the morning? just my luck!

Pesky Teenagers!

What am I?  Target practice?  The teenagers got me again.  And this time there was double the amount that there was yesterday.  But my synchronised running, ducking and aiming skills have doubled too.  In only two days!!  If there is an Olympic Event that involves all three maneuvers then I am in line for a gold medal.  Once again Rusty sided with the teenagers, they must be more fun than me.  I'll remind him of that the next time his bowl is empty.  He didn't like their snowman either.  He circled it growling suspiciously, then he barked fiercely a few times and ran as fast as his little snow covered legs would take him.  Hmmm....so much for being my 'protector'!

Tomorrow evening, I'm bringing my own teenager........that'll show em!!

There was a little dog that went
out in the snow and spent
all of the minutes
without any limits
loving the delightful event

PS...I now have double the amount of wet clothes too.....

A great day for Siobhan!

:-)

I am now back in the real world.  The real world of employment that is.  This morning I had no job, and this evening I have one, quick or what!!  Should have worn a short skirt to an interview before now, who knows where I could have ended up.   What a relief!!  Watch this space for updates to my new life in the wonderful world of IT.  I hope it's not like that program on the TV (The IT Crowd), or if it is, I hope I'm not the dumb one.......oh wait.....

Thermal Underwear!

Just back from walking the dog.  Amazing how although its dark the sky is still kinda blue and everywhere is bright.  I decided not to bring my iPod, thought it would be nice to listen to the sound of the snow crunching under my boots instead.  That was all going very nicely, until I met a bunch of unruly, fun filled teenagers.  They thought they would use me for target practice.  Its not easy to run, keep your dignity, stay upright and dodge snowballs all at once.  The things you have to do on a Sunday afternoon.  Rusty even decided to join in the fun, and joined forces with the teenagers!!  Traitor.  I gave a good as I got, but I am soaked now, TG for thermal underwear!  There is a puddle of wet clothes inside my front door, and a pile of snow.  Oh well, it will just add to the mess that the Finchley Brennan's left in their wake.  They are all gone home now.  Peace once again reigns in my house.  Hmmm......I think I prefer the mess and madness to peace and quiet.  Oh well, 'till the next time.

So the teenagers thought me they would beat

but they didn't expect me to be so quick on my feet

blow after blow

they hit me with snow

with me did they think they could compete??

 

It was fun to watch them slide

and down the bank of the river they would glide

but my fear was they would go

into the river below

and get a thoroughly wet backside!!

 

 

They are all at it now

There was a family of Brennans
Who had to run back and forth with errands
If they left something out
Their Mammy would shout
"You're only a bunch of Lemons"

Jeez......what have I started!!

One from the Master

Happy Birthday to James from your Grandad!!

There was a young scientist called James
Who set his house up in flames
His experiment went wrong
So he burst into song
Singing 'I should have stuck to computer games'.....

(Not sure that crown was ever mine!!)

Snow!

What a fantastic morning, following a fantastic night.  It was lovely to walk home in the snow last night, not a bit cold, although the alcohol could have been a factor in that!  Michele and Suzanne looked mad with no hats and piles of fresh flakes on their heads!!

And now this morning, a clear blue sky and the snow weighing down the shrubs in my garden.  They are all bending gracefully under the pressure!

Dying to go out and throw a few snowballs......

Every thing's covered in snow,
and the children's cheeks are aglow
So bright and clear
they have put on all their 'gear'
so that out in the snow they can go!

Hmmm
Not so sure about the state of my house when they come back in.  Never a Vincent around when you need one.....

Vincent and the Hoover

Apparently, Vincent is a whiz with the hoover, according to Deirdre.  This has been revealed after several bottles of wine so its subject to scientific verification.  The test will be stringent and will be posted as soon as they are in.

Watch this space..............(it's clean of dust!)

Ode to snow.....

Oh my god there's snow!
And everything is a glow
the kids are delighted
and very excited
and outside they are raring to go!

How a bailout package works

It is a slow day in a damp little Irish town. The rain is beating down and the streets are deserted. Times are tough, everybody is in debt and everybody lives on credit.
On this particular day a rich German tourist is driving through the town, stops at the local hotel and lays a €100 note on the desk, telling the hotel owner he wants to inspect the rooms upstairs in order to pick one to spend the night. The owner gives him some keys and, as soon as the visitor has walked upstairs, the hotelier grabs the note and runs next door to pay his debt to the butcher.
The butcher takes the note and runs down the street to repay his debt to the pig farmer.
The pig farmer takes the note and heads off to pay his bill at the supplier of feed and fuel.
The guy at the Farmers' Co-op takes the note and runs to pay his drinks bill at the pub.
The publican slips the money along to the local prostitute drinking at the bar, who has also been facing hard times and has had to offer him "services" on credit.
The hooker then rushes to the hotel and pays off her room bill to the hotel owner with the same note.
The hotel proprietor then places the note back on the counter so the rich traveller will not suspect anything.
At that moment the traveller comes down the stairs, picks up the note, states that the rooms are not satisfactory, pockets the money and leaves town.
No one produced anything. No one earned anything. However, the whole town is now out of debt and looking to the future with a lot more optimism.  
 
And that, ladies and gentlemen, is how a bailout package works.

Frost...

This morning was crisp and bright
and everything 'dressed' in white
the frost looked like sugar
and everything it covered
to my eyes was really a delight!

But the sugar to my car did stick,
and it really was quite thick
so out with the kettle
and showered the metal
problem solved, easy, not cryptic!

Ode to my 'shy' friend!

An Ode to my friend who is shy,
what were you trying to imply
that your music selections
are really just lessons
in how not to be cool, if you try?

Your selections were only a joke,
but they really did make me choke!
So come on my shy friend
do no more pretend
and your great taste in music uncloak!

Similiar thinking....

Somebody here at this office is thinking Patriotically like me too.  They have printed the 'Proclamation' and it is now hanging strategically (in the kitchen) where everybody can see it.  Nice....

Ode to my Country!

Lets hope this is only a hic-cup
We don't want to be controlled by Europe
Our country was ruled,
by such terrible fools
And now we are all in the syrup!!

It's all down to property greed
and we have forgotten the ones in need
And as for our bankers
they really are ******* (Stinkers??)
and left us in a mess indeed!

So lets try not to be so skeptic
and equally not as neurotic
And smile as we go
so Europe we'll show
That we really are quite patriotic....

Come on Ireland!!

Frown!!

I've been neglecting my B'Limericks......

So in honour of today

There is a 'old' biffo called Cowan
Who's bringing this lovely country down
Now it's German I must speak
this makes me say 'eeek'
and brings to my face a frown!!

Sunset in Dublin

OMG!

Did anybody else see the sky this evening.  I can't describe the amazing colours.  Orange? Amber?  Reddish-orange? Yellow?  Or all of those.  Anyway whatever colour it was, it was fab!  I watched for a long as I could........It's just black now......BIG SIGH!

Desert Island Discs.......the final countdown!

In no particular order....

I still haven't found what I'm looking for - U2
Love and Affection - Joan Armatrading
Come up and see me, make me smile - Steve Harley
Freebird - Lynyrd Skynyrd
Waiting for that Day - George Michael

Come Together - Beatles

Oh wait...............Can I change my mind??

Desert Island Discs....

So, I still can't make up my mind....

I did get a reply from 'a shy friend' who wont post her answer, so I'll do it for her, as follows:

My luxury item would be a razor - don’t you just hate hairy tanned legs. 
My book would be 101 ways to eat coconut!
My music –
Islands in the stream, 
don’t let the sun go down,
I am a rock,
Summer holiday
Wish you were here
Hmmm.....I'm getting a vibe here.....

Thanks Joan!  OOPS....did I type that out loud!!

Still working on mine!  I'm at no. 3 now!
Oh I forgot to mention, as well as the '5' you have to pick a favourite Beatles one also!

A challenge!

Ok you're about to be shipwrecked and washed up on a Desert Island.  You can bring one book, one luxury item and 5 of your favourite songs. 

What would they be?

For me the book and the luxury item are easy.  But I just cannot decide on 5 songs!!  How can you pick just 5.  I have been trying all day.....

The Book  -  Watermellon.
OK I know, not very 'classic' or 'intellectual', but it's the only book I have ever read that made me laugh out loud, over and over.  And I reckon you could do with a laugh if you were stranded!

Luxury Item  -  Moisturiser/spf 50
Well, I don't want to end up looking like a prune when the rescuers come for me!!

That just leaves the tracks..........tune in tomorrow.....I may have an answer.

Ode to a Cold...

This is the third day of this cold

and it's making me feel very old

eyes that are streaming

a nose that is gleaming

I really am a sight to behold

 

And it really is making me miserable

my red nose is clearly visible

shivers and shakes

and bones that all ache

a cure would really be blissful...

 

So someone please come up with a cure

I'll be ever so grateful I'm sure

To stop this nose running

would be rather cunning

and health once again I'd ensure

Technology

OMG I am in love.......

I have on my desk the best 'toy' I have seen EVER!!

An iPad.......

I only have a lend of it, but there is a big window beside me and I am only two floors up.  Just gathering a few hi-vis jackets that I can knot together to make my getaway..........

See ya later!!

----sent from my (stolen) iPad........

Eh...Storm Warning!

I spoke to soon!  The storm has finally hit........and I'm not at home!!  Now what am I going to do.  I will have to resort to sheltering under the desk.  (Note to self...insert chapter into book re 'under desk survival'). Actually, I am in a good position for survival here.  I don't have the Marietta biscuits or Rusty, but I do have a hard hat and a bar of chocolate.  And the biggest torch I have ever seen.  I can use the sellotape dispenser as a weight to keep me down and the back of my phone as a mirror, so I should be OK for a while.

Hmmm...the planes are still taking off, maybe its OK to come out?  And it is kinda hard to type from under here......

Under the desk, she did go,
when the storm started to blow,
She stayed there for hours
and missed all the showers
But the chocolate she didn't forgo!!

Ode to Anonymous....

OK 'Anonymous' you're on,
for duelling (of Limericks) at dawn.
So keep on with your writing,
I'll come back fighting
and the winner I will be anon!

AND!!

I must remind you, a Brennan I am
and failure is not in our plan
So dual if you dare
But remember - Beware!!
I won't be as 'meek as a lamb'.

A disappointing Storm

So what happened?  Where was the storm?  There I was barricaded under my bed with my torch, extra batteries, my book and a packet of Marietta biscuits.  And a mirror.  Apparently a mirror is vital for survival, and should be in everybodys survival kit.  You can use it to signal planes, ships etc.  Or you can cut up food with the sharp edge, or you can use it too look around corners, incase there is danger around there.....I just used it to check that I looked OK in case I was rescued by a hunky fire man.  Or should I be "PC" and say a hunky fire fighter!!  Are they always hunky or is that just a myth?  Anyway I didn't get to find out.

There was no storm, just an Irish style storm, rain!  And lots of it!  It was a bit windy, but the roof stayed on my house (TG!) so the mice had a roof over their head for another night.  However!! It was quite interesting under the bed, I had to try to fiqure out how to hold my book and the torch and be able to open the Marietta packet at the same time.  Rusty thought he would help, but that only meant more for him!  It put a new perspective on things for me, literally!  It made me think about how I should vacuum under the bed more often, in case I really did have to survive under there.  I had to keep moving the pile of dust around to get a more comfy position.  In the end I made it into a little mound and made a pillow out of it.  It worked well until Rusty decided to wag his tail.  That was the end of the Marietta biscuits too, they don't taste the same covered in dust.  AND the mirror didn't work the same with a film of dust over it.  Although I did look slightly better, must be the whold 'soft focus' thing.  Really I am very glad that there was no storm and it will give me time to re-think my whole survival strategy and be more prepared in the unlikely event of a real hurricane.  I should probably put the biscuits in a plastic bag, that would keep them dust free.

Right I'm off to the Library to find a book on 'under the bed survival'.  I wonder is there one.......maybe I should write it.......

A contender for my Crown?

So, "Anonymous" refuses to show 'his' hand, but, I now have a contender in the form of a 4 (nearly 5) year old.  My niece!  Her first attempt while only two lines long, leaves me fearing for my title....

"Twelve and seven is a very large sum,
but not as large as my mummy's bum........

A child Prodigy, can't wait to see what she comes up with for the last three lines!!

Storm?

What a lovely morning.  Just back from walking and its lovely out there.  Blue sky not that cold and very calm.  Is this the 'calm' before the storm, and is it relative?  If so then we are in for some storm.  Nothing for it but to hide under the bed!  Better remember to bring my book and my torch.....

Green Tea!

Well, it's all over.  The building has gone 'operational' and has been handed over to the client.  It's no longer a building site.  My work here is done!!  There was a hand over ceremony, and a handover document.  Did anybody see the film 'The Devil Wears Prada'?  Do you remember 'The Book'.  Well that's what the document was like.  It was my book!!  Nobody was allowed to take it from my desk.  There was only one complete copy, nightmare!! It was locked away at night!  Anyway to make a long  (document!) story less stressful, it was produced with 10 seconds to go and the loss of my sanity!

There was a handover ceremony and on the day I got a special mention because of all the hard work and the weekend I had spent producing the document!!  Woo Hoo, go me!  Remember, I wrote a letter, got a bottle of Moet, wrote another letter got another bottle of Moet, are you keeping up.  OK, the document was hundreds of pages long.  I was already planning the party!!  So I got my accolade and stood back and waited and waited, and then it appeared.  Was I going to need DHL to help me home with the case of..........Green Tea!!!!

Cancel the party.

I think I'll make some scones........

Anonymous B'Limerik - er

So 'Anon' it's time to confess.
Your identity I thought I had guessed!
But, alas, I was wrong,
and my search still goes on,
I'm at quite a loss, I profess!!

At Last!

I am now once again, the proud owner of a table and chairs.  Does anybody need me to explain where the other one went?  No more eating off our knees for us, it back to using plates!  I would like to cordially invite all my reader (s?) to come and join me for dinner.  It's OK I have actually learned to cook, well, that's if noodles count.  There'll be desert..........with chocolate..........and Cava (I wrote this very small on purpose, so nobody would notice and then I won't have to share!).

Rain

Why does it always rain when I am going out?
Is it always raining?
Or am I always going out?

........maybe I should just stay in!!

Hard Hat!!

A dream come true, I am now the proud owner of a hard hat!!  A lovely yellow one, to match my eyes!!  I wanted to drink champers out of it today, but somebody pointed out that it wasn't a new one and who know's who's head it was last on.......good point!!  Just getting the yellow vest taken in now to fit me.  Building handed over, project finished, end of my job??  Not quite, there is still the biggest snag list I have ever seen to get through, so that's me sorted for a few more weeks!!  Next time you are flying out from Dublin and you are lucky enough to be in the new terminal, if you see somebody in and hi-vis jacket and yellow hat, look twice!  It might be me fixing the plumbing......