Ta-da!

If any of you have been wondering of my whereabouts for the past couple of weeks, then I have to say you don't know me very well. I am not dependable. And I make excuses.

That being said, my computer hasn't been my best buddy lately. Its memory is so full that it won't even let me open email attachments. And it lost a bunch of my photos. So I've been boycotting it by not blogging. Yes. But until that gets sorted out, you won't be seeing pictures on here, unfortunately. But I can tell you about a few things that have happened to me in the past couple of weeks:

-my sister-in-law got me drunk in a tiny pub in the middle of nowhere.
-I had two houseguests, old friends from high school, come and stay.
-under duress, I rode the Dublin Bus for the first time ever. And it wasn't so bad.
-I made fettucine alfredo twice and oh man do I NOT regret it.
-I unpacked most of my boxes. The rest are going to storage at my sister-in-law's. (Not the aforementioned, a different one. I'm boycotting the aforementioned.)
-I took a bus tour of Wicklow, the county just south of Dublin famous for its natural beauty. Yes, I have pictures. No, you can't see them.
-I watched so many episodes of The Dog Whisperer that I have decided to abandon all other career paths to become the Cesar Millan of Ireland. The Sheep Whisperer.