Oh, but it is...

It may not look like a wedding photo but click the pic above for photos of my lovely friends' wedding. The wedding was on Cape Cod on probably the most beautiful day of the summer. Go Jess and Shawn. :)

Wedding Season

I went to two fabulous weddings this month, for a total of five this year and two more to go before Christmas. Is there somethin' in the water?! Click the pic above for my fabulous cousin's wedding. Unfortunately, there are fewer photos than I would have liked but perhaps I shouldn't have trusted the kodaking of the moment to a 9 year old... Oh well. ;)

Where am I?

(Click the pic above for some pics of the Boston peeps.)

I'm back. My holidays are over and I'm sitting at my desk at my job in Dublin. There's a wee bit of sun peeking out but it's nothing compared to the glorious New England summer that I left behind in Boston.

I keep having dreams lately where people from my life in Dublin meet people from my life in Boston. The dreams dip in and out of time and place, with my college boyfriend (circa 1996) meeting up with my present-day self and my current boss in Ireland meeting my dad in the states. Sometimes the various people get on like a house-on-fire but mostly they can't relate and I start to stress when I realize they have nothing in common - I'm the only bridge that links them and I'm not enough. It's like a rugby fan trying to relate to a Roman history buff. They have no common ground on which to meet. It's all very disconcerting but really totally appropriate to my life right now - my head is in two places at once.

I struggle everytime I go "home," to Boston and then return to my "home" in Dublin adjusting to one place and then the other. I may be able to make it from my parents' house in Boston to my apartment in Dublin in the bones of a day but it takes much longer for my mind to catch up to my circumstance.

Right now, I'm almost there, trying to get back on the ride that is life in Dublin, but I am always aware of what I might be missing in the other place. No matter where I am, what country or continent, I am always thinking of someone who's not there.

Saunter On

I've been away on a lovely holiday to the U.S. and A. for weddings, beaches, lobstah', family time, BBQs with my ladies, Walden Pond (and an unfortunate case of poison ivy.) I've been back for nearly a week but between going back to work, tossing and turning all night (cuz of the jet lag) and trying not to scratch, I still haven't managed to post the latest photos... So while yer all waiting with baited breath for visions of blue skies and warm weather photos, here's a little youtube gem. It's a *homemade*, Derry City (in Northern Ireland) version of that "united states of whatever" song, (whatever it's called.) It's pretty rough and rugged so if yer easily offended by the use of illicit drugs, premarital sex, street fights or giant ballbags beware... ;) They've pretty much jammed every Norn Iron colloquialism they could find into this song but unless yer well versed in the complexities of Norn Iron speak and can understand a thick Northy accent, good luck trying to cop it all. ;) I'm well used to the northys and their crazy long vowel sounds and even I struggled the first time I heard this one.

In case yer totally lost, "Saunter," is a Derry phrase which basically means, "F*ck Off / Piss Off or another colourful Nornism, "Take yerself away to f*ck."