A sprain waiting to happen
Things and more things.
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I am looking fabulous today. That is all.
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We need to stop on the border and get lira.My mother as we discuss crossing into Northern Ireland and getting pounds.
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Post reblogged from Hand Written, the Tumblr
|:So mom is still on a hat kick.
Sitting at dinner she kept talking about how she could find things in nature and add them to the hat.
“I could look on the ground and get some lile a pine code or a rock or …”
“A feather covered in blood?”
“Yeah! Wait…”
You know I have several pictures of you in funny hats from highschool, so I think it might be genetic.
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So mom is still on a hat kick.
Sitting at dinner she kept talking about how she could find things in nature and add them to the hat.
“I could look on the ground and get some lile a pine code or a rock or …”
“A feather covered in blood?”
“Yeah! Wait…”
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At 2:03 am last night, Mom decided that she wants to make felt hats when we get home.
And of course I will knit scarves to match the hats because that what duitiful daughters do.
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Blarney stone? Kissed.
Rock of Cashel? Climbed.
Kilkenny Castle? Copious pictures taken.
Wool blanket? Acquired.
Turns out the hotel we stayed in last night was the one that mom had tea in 4 years ago when she came. we just picked it out of a book.
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Dingle coast to Kilarney to Cork. Blarney Castle tomorrow and Rock of Cashel
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It its now nine in the morning. I have gotten two hours of sleep from ten to twelve last night and another at eight this morning.
Mom was violently sick all last night. Heavy cream its no longer an option for her. Its our second full day here.
