For Finn! De memories.
Because happiness is just a steaming hot shower and a bowl of chowder away. Also, look where we aren't.
Labels: cold, glendalough., so very cold
posted by fatmammycat at 6:44 p.m.
Tuesday, March 20, 2007
Because happiness is just a steaming hot shower and a bowl of chowder away. Also, look where we aren't.
About Me
- Name: fatmammycat
- Location: Ireland
I'm a bouncy, opinionated, messy haired marathon running (!) bibliophile. I wear high heels and have delightful ankles. I'm a devoted drinker. I want a French Bulldog puppy whom I shall call Batman and dress in capes on occasion. I would also like a pug, whom I shall name Mister Woo. He can remain capeless, but I will make sure he wears a diamante collar at all times. Both dogs will submit to repeated snorgling and high pitched squeals that only a dolphin would normally tolerate. I hate Reiki/psychics/mystics/frauds with all my liver. Also, I'm firmly against Jazz and poetry/poems/pomes/ peoms or any of that stuff. I believe in the healing power of ginger.
Previous Posts
- One of those cold days.
- Somewhat poorly.
- St. Patrick's day!
- Nightmare Kid.
- You're F***ing Welcome!
- Forehead Slapping.
- Irrational fear and the angry girl.
- Training in earnest.
- Finn, Fatmammycat and the mountain (s).
- International Women's day is today.
3 Comments:
very funny FMC.
even such a philistine as myself recognises this scene from The Seventh Seal.
but we did have a jolly dance with death, didn't we.
I was just telling a wee gay about it the other night and he looked most alarmed. By the by I took that photo from today's Irish times and they're claiming it's the Wicklow Gap, you know, where we laughed hysterically at dem dar lorries coming at us on both sides of the road. I'm not nearly that imaginative at this hour of the evening.*
*although I have talked myself into going for a run, right after my one millionth cup of tea.
"A bowl of chowder?" You have chowda in Ireland now? Will wonders never cease.
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