Long One

Well, howdy there. I hope all you Americans are doing so super well and are enjoying the sunshine for me. All of you who aren’t Americans, I hope you’re doing well too. I guess. Moving on! After Rostrevor and Dùn An Ri, Leo and I went out one Sunday to what we thought was going to be a really cool place to walk and enjoy the rare Irish sunshine. We got there and it was some memorial thing. It was still interesting but not anything what I was expecting. We (meaning Leo) decided to drive up the road see what else we could find. We came across an old castle. It looked more like a place soldiers live.....what’s that word? We’ll just call it a solider house and you’ll all nod and smile like you happily understand. So we went up to this solider house *que for nodding and smiling* and had a look around. It was a really pretty view of the valley around. One the way down Leo showed me his full moon and man is that thing bright even in daylight!! Irish white, believe it or not, is whiter than Karcie white. Sorry mom. I know that you liked being the whitest shade of white but the torch has been passed and the only way to get it back would be to make yourself a tone slightly darker than translucent. After I got my eye sight back, poor as it is it’s better then seeing nothing, we found a cool forest park that we are going to go back and explore at some later date. Pictures of all the above (except the super white full moon) click here.

It is funny how things work out. It was fairly decent weather two weeks before my parents showed up but since then it has been you’re typical Irish weather with plenty of liquid sunshine :) I got that from a guy in Belfast. That’s how it was almost everyday that my parents were here. 

Day 1

They arrived on Sunday May 4th and drove up to our place because of hotel checkin times. They went to church with me and my mom practically slept through church. Unfortunately she still had the afternoon and evening to stay awake. For some unknown reason I didn’t have my camera with me the first few days of there trip here so you’ll have to look at my dad’s pictures. I took them to the ruins near our place and then into town where I found out my dad and Leo share a similar problem. No, unfortunately is not their running abilities, though I’m sure my dad would love it if they could share those. It’s the fact that they both pee like they are pregnant. Now the last time I checked seahorses and a few other animals have the dad give birth. I didn’t think I married a seahorse and I know Leo’s not a girl. If he is a girl he has a big deformity below the belt. I don’t know what their excuse is but whatever it was, mom and I (we didn’t use the toilet before leaving unlike someone...) were grateful that he had to go and made a quick turn around and headed back to Cois Croinn. Mom and dad helped cooked dinner and after Leo got home from work, my mom leaped for joy and ran off to the car. Well, as much as a jet-lagged Brewer can. We all know how well they skip on the best of days. 

Day 2

After setting off the smoke alarm, Leo served my parents up an Ulster Fry. You’ll have to ask them what they thought of it other than there was a lot of bread. After breakfast we headed off for Cliffs of Moher. Mom slept just about the whole way there. It was really good having a chat with my dad and sometimes my mom :) I’ve missed them lots. It was a good but long journey. The highlight was Leo getting zapped by the electric fence. 

Day 3

The next day we headed up to Ards and introduced my parents to the grands. Mick and his girlfriend stopped by to say hi as well so that was all fun :) After a quick hello we picked up some lunch and had a picnic at Scrabo Tower. From there we headed to Giant’s Causeway. It was a much more official visit than our first time there and a lot less windy as well. I will say that my sisters are going to have a fantastic time touring this small island. Oh and Jaden too. Which I hear he’s super smart, graduating high school, and giving a speech at his graduation or some nonsense like that. That would make sense because he’s such a noob. Congrats man!! That is pretty cool, even if you’re not a full fledged mistborn...

Scrabo Tower

Giant's Causeway

Day 4

Wednesday we left Leo in bed and headed off to Boyne Valley while he headed up North to school, which he found out once he got up there, was canceled. We went to the Boyne Valley Battle Site, which confused my mom and rained REALLY hard on us. Once it stopped raining, we got in the car and drove (typical) to Newgrange Memorial. This day was awesome because everywhere we went there were no entrance fees that day. At least that’s what they said. Maybe they were recognizing my mom as the queen she really is. After lunch we made quick stop in the town of Drogheda and headed back to Saltown where we met Leo before going out to Ravensdale. Kelcie didn’t get her mission call that night so we got to sleep all night and not get up at 2 AM. Horray!! Maybe this week though.

Newgrange

Ravensdale Forest

Video of the Goat Whisper

Day 5

The last day my parents were with us was my mom’s favorite and I’ll tell you why. We went to Carlingford, where it rained. and showed them the medieval town street and leprechaun cave (which wasn’t open). After that we stopped in Belfast for lunch and to get some gifts. In Belfast it rained until my dad bought a rain proof jacket. After a short drive up the coast we stopped at Carrickfergus Castle. This was my mom’s favorite spot. Ah! Not yet. We looked around the old keep and walked the walls and went to the bathroom. This was my mom’s favorite part of the trip. She’s not pregnant, well I sure hope not at their age, just very cold. The bathrooms were very well heated. Remember that if you ever come to Ireland on a visit. It made my mom’s trip and it could make yours! After the warm up, we headed to Bangor for a pier walk and some dinner. 

Carrickfergus Castle

Bangor

Complete Map of Travels in Ireland

After spending some time in Ireland, my parents headed over to Scotland for a few days and had some good old Highland fun. We met up with them again on Tuesday night after they flew into Dublin. They were super nice and got us a hotel to stay in so that we could bid them a-due Wednesday. Which was really quick and super sad. Since I got here I've enrolled in How to Cry 101. I practiced on my mom and dad's shoulders. If that had been my crying final I like to think I would have passed with flying colors.

Not much to report on the daily day stuff. I mailed off what I double hope and cross my toes for is the last set of documents immigration people needed. We should hear back from them soon. “Welcome to our country!” is what I’m praying for. Everything else is going well. I have my moments where I’m sure Leo wonders why he said yes just like I wonder why I decided to do so much change in my life. For someone that struggles with change, that was a really dumb idea on my part. Don’t get too use to that though. It was the first one in my entire life. Getting use to being married is hard enough without all this culture shock. Marriage is good though and I still love Leo with all my heart. I want to say thank you to all who voted on my poll and HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY to all those motherly people out there :) I miss you and love you all!!

The Pinnacle of Cynical 

Some of use are probably wondering how I arrived at the pinnacle of cynical. 

Well it was the simple case of this equation 1002^678 = can you charm the knickers of a gothic fairy = no chance, which then in turn equalled the pinnacle of cynical. After a few other conversions through decimal, hexadecimal, binary, and then it was finally figured out and all mathematicians have also settled on the math of the title.

On the subject here's a challenge for use. For some it'll be easy for others it won't be so easy. Ok, so here it goes. So you’re a computer hacker on a mission and you have intercepted data from a SQL server. The data is encrypted 987654321. You intercepted prior communications and the prior communications said that the data is an Indian phone number. What is the decrypted number?? Answer in the comments and the answer will be in the next blog post. Hehe get cracking :-) 

It was great seeing Karcie and Brad or Brad lad and Karc with that beautiful arse. Hope you two had a super wicked awesome time in Ireland and yes its far prettier than Scotland!! No matter where you’re from!! Being surrounded by yanky doodles I’m kinda pickin up the slang. Back to Brad and Karcie, they drove here in Ireland very slowly. On country roads was funniest when Karc got all freaked and scared by on coming traffic tight bumpy lumpy twisty turny roads. Every, I’d say two mins, ya herd a chimp or monkey coming from the back of the car. At one point Brad near went through hedges at the side of the road because of a puddle covering up a huge pot hole but me and Brad lad remained calm and at the same time Karc and Kai screamed loud like they were on a super harsh, hairy n scary roller-coaster ride. For the next time Brad, heres a vid that will teach you how to use a roundabout properly, without upsetting lorry drivers or others that swore and pumped there horn at you. For next time dude, check out this video. http://youtu.be/a3W1JzWJ5Z4 Enjoy it will help. It was great showing you guys some great landmark areas here in Ireland and hope you two will defiantly return. It was greatest pleasure having use here, but next time Karc, your driving!!!!!!!!!!! ALSO CHECK OUT MY NEW WEBSITE http://www.tsrmedia.net/ 

Rainy Days And Sunny Days

Hello Earthlings! Yes, you are all from Earth so you are Earthlings. Well, except you Deidre. We still don’t know what you are. Anywho, Welcome to my blog.

I hope you enjoyed Leo’s rendition of blog time. If not, fear not! He expressed that he would not like to have the responsibility ever again to write a whole blog himself. So that means you are stuck with me for the rest of eternity!!! Or at least until you close this page and never open it up again. Whichever comes first. From now on he will only be co-writing blogs with me. I hope you enjoyed both the videos we had on the last plog bost :)

I would like to warn all you who do not know about European cars. If you ever become tempted to buy a Renault, be warned!! They are famous for their electrical problems. Leo’s car is a Renault and it is probably the quirkiest car I’ve ever been in. Randomly the lights in the dashboard stop working, including the lights that give the milage and open door signal. The other day it was so lovely outside I rolled the window down only to have it not go back up. So as the sun was going down we drove on the motorway with one window down for most of the trip. Luckily I had my coat so it wasn’t too bad, plus we got the window up after Leo’s pee break (I’m telling ya, small bladder!!). Now you have been warned!!!!

Very few interesting things happen these days. Something interesting that happened back home was fake Easter. I hope all of you had a good fake Easter. When Leo heard about how a certain someone was canceling Easter(you can’t cancel Easter!!! I don’t care how many times you fell in the sewer, you’re still not entitled to “cancel Easter”!!!) he got the idea for this video. I hope that you all enjoy it. Click here for the video.

I hope everyone had a good real Easter as well. Here in Ireland, we didn’t do much to celebrate Easter. We also had a mix of fake easter and real easter. Leo found his basket on Friday. I went to church on Sunday and when Leo got home we had our egg war and Leo have me a chocolate egg. It was good but nothing like home. Oh, and I won our egg roll :D

Last week was good. It’s been slowly getting warmer and a little bit more sun these days. One day last week it was sunny all day!!! I couldn’t believe it either! The days it’s been nice and Leo’s been off work, we’ve gone hiking in different places. Ravensdale, Rostrevor, and Dùn an Rí is where we’ve been to recently. At Rostrevor he showed me the bike trail he rode in his race last year for the World Fire and Police Games. It’s a pretty gnarly track but I think my mom could handle it. With her nerves of steel there’s not much she can’t do. I mean, not everyone makes it to the top of Angels Landing. 

Dùn an Rí was a nice forest. Leo said it was the first time in his life he’s paid to get into a forest but I think it was well worth the five euro. Pictures are here. The cool ones at the end were taken by Leo.

As I was writing this, I got my documents I mailed off to immigrations earlier this month. That’s the good news, that they were so quick this time around. The bad news is that they want more documents. Previously they wanted documents listing his benefit claims but since he doesn’t work down here in the south he doesn’t have any. Now they want documentation from down here saying that he doesn’t have any benefit claims. They also want a letter proving he has private medical insurance down here. Maybe it's just be but that’s really redundant because he works for the north where, being apart of the UK, they provide you with medical insurance. They know he already has insurance that would cover him but they want him to get insurance down here as well. A super pain in the butt :( Not much we can do though. 

Yippie skippy!! 9 days until my parents come for a visit!!! :D I can hardly wait!!! :D :D :D

Leo has recently become a Grimm-aholic. I’m being as supportive as I can because let’s face it there are worse things to be addicted to than awesome butt-kicking adventures and creatures. I know it’s no Pushing Daisies, Hannibal, or Sherlock but it is still a good 40 mins.

The other day Leo and I went for a walk to the gas station down the road to top up on this internet dongle we bought. It’s a little device that give us internet where ever we are as long as it has cell service. Anyway, on the way there I noticed people looking at us and leo had called some people dicks because he said they were looking at us funny. He didn’t say it to their faces though I’m sure he would have said it to their face if they weren’t on the other side of the street. I told him that it was probably because they thought we were guy. He said probably but he didn’t care. (you can thank me for cleaning up the language later ) About halfway back to our place some little boy steps out of his house just as we walk by and asks (keep in mind I have my sweatshirt off and am wearing one of my Perry the platypus shirts which, I personally don't think are baggy or super boyish but maybe that's just me) and asks, “Are you a boy?” I turned around and asked, “Am I a boy?” “Yes.” “That would be a negative,” I replied and continued walking away. Leo busted up laughing and exclaimed, “The cheek of some people!!” The whole way home I noticed people looking at us funny. I guess I should give this sports bra a 5 star rating for keeping me tucked in so well I look flat chested.

I have recently been looking into the process we will have to go through to get Leo a green card which led me to a phone call with a paralegal in California. Not surprisingly it seems like it is going to be a much longer and more expensive process than what I am doing right now to become an EU citizen, so I guess I should really moan to loudly. In any case it does sound do-able :)

I found this picture of me with long hair the other day and thought I'd poise a question for you all to vote on at the poll just to the left of this post(it's near the top, for those of you who cannot locate the poll). 

I have been volunteering once a week at Ravensdale Equestrian Lodge which has been a good way for me to keep occupied and entertained. The owner has been super awesome about getting me on horses and having lessons for my time down there, which he doesn’t have to do but does anyway. It’s really nice to be around horses and occasionally hop up on one :) I’ll have to take pictures at some point.

Not much but so is life :) I miss you all and hope well you all are!!! 

Home Remedy For A Hangover

This will be an interesting post for all use Yankees over there in the us of A.

Ok, so let me start a very wonderful post wrote by the little lad leo. Yes, you sure read that right Leo is writing this whole blog post and don't let that put you off reading as we switched roles. Kaiya is making a few videos for this blog, this one should give use a right ole laugh this video called words should have use pissing your pants or close too it!!!! and i don't mean what use call pants as to us here in Ireland pants mean under wear not TROUSERS. words video

So since the last blog post i got pulled over by the peelers or truffle hunters (police) or how i seen it ecilop (if use are spanners, that’s police backwards). I was pulled in for speeding but i wasn't speeding as such as i was sitting about 1 or two kph under the speed limit but the police see it as speeding for me as i have retard driver status or politically correct Restricted. That means I'm not legally aloud to drive faster than 45mph and have to display on the front and rear windscreen a big red capital R so other drivers know I'm a new driver or could potentially cause accidents as I'm what authorities call a non-experienced driver. HOW DARE THEY.. Although no formal ticket or points on my license. I just got a wee slap on the wrist and told to just play the legal game. Then the cops got called to another incident aww freedom. Back on the road again. 

We took a wee trip to Ards to visit my grans for a wee bit after Mother's Day (yep its on a different day here). Turns out she was in hospital after collapsing in a shop having a good ole Ulster fry for lunch. The docs could not say what caused it but it sure wasn't that fry as its the best food of all time!!!!! Sorry to tell yas all that......IM NOT SORRY AT ALL 

So while on that there wee trip up we decided to go for a fun walk at Nendrum monastic site sorta on the other side of Strangford Lough.  it has some kinda ties in with vikings and raids and such, but lucky for the irish the currents of that lough killed loads of vikings and smashed there ships but some got through. So we looked at the ruins of this ole place and looked at various things from the ruined thick walls like it was built like a battle castle but nope a religious stronghold of the drunk monks and well i guess i forgot the name of the thing its tells the time.. OH yes its the sun dial which told them the times they had to pray with weird symbols and such. I tell ya use mormons are lucky not needing to pray as much as these guys did poor souls they had over like nine times a day to pray and such lucky for those drunken monks and thanks to the vikings for providing or helping us have some nice ruins to visit and see and to get a flying squirrel attack me. AKA The Misses Don't forget to see the pictures and you will see..............Scary when she want to be..........This is not a good time to look behind you................................behin behin behi beh.........F**** Click here for pictures.

As i was writing this blog iv deleted so much and so many times to write nice almost legible english  but iv come to realisation it doesn't suit the irish at all. Then my second though was this is the hardest challenge on not offending anyone in the world, but then i thought no matter what being nice or really offensive i will not have happy campers in any which way i go about writing…so well most who know me well could guess what i was going to write but those leprechauns kidnapped and held me ransom until they make this blog so offensive or something. I will do my best to fight those little drunk feckers away from this ipad. 

So for all of you unsuspecting lads out there, don't go in the woods with out some teaspoons and maybe for a little bit of extra protection. A big bore .50cal long ranger preferably. If you go into the woods today you'll be in for a big surprise. They’re not bears ya gotta watch for.. they’re called cockadoos. Trust me Iv seen these creatures up close and personal. They’re scary. The only way to deal with them is with teaspoons because they would not expect you to have one nor will they see it coming. After all you would in a split second have it stuck in the unsuspecting creatures  eyes and be pooping out there eyeballs. Then feeding them it and hopefully it fecking chokes. If that fails you need to knock it out, tie it to a tree, and wait until it comes around again. Go to your car, syphon out a whack of petrol, pour it over the creature, ignite with any ignition source handy, stand back, watch, and listen to the sweet tones of the creature burning. Don't put it out let the mother F**ker burn out and make sure its dead by a shot of a .50 to its head only once the fire dies out...TAKE THIS AS A WARNING LADS. Don't say i didn't warn use..........Don't come crying to me if you see or hear these dreadful creatures just remember the teaspoons and you will be fine. 

This part is for my own entertainment Puffins Piles of puffins. Enjoy decrypting that and good luck with that. My wee mini Hitler will get this wont you dearest? And nope i didn't call you Margaret thatcher. Not just yet dearest. Hehe arnt i an evil one. I'm glad iv hidden that 666 tattoo in under all my hair... now don't be going into my village with pitchforks and torches of fire my village is already missing their idiot. They cant loose there eejit that would ruin balance of village life, and it will surely spur on the end of the world a lot quicker and I'm not a convert yet so hold on. Please. 

IF ANY OF THIS HAS BEEN OFFENSIVE PLEASE CONTACT SOMEONE WHO CARES ( DISCLAIMER if i get complained to il smile and make you even more mad how tragic)  

So you have decided to read on, thats good keep going. You may miss something important just bear with it. Well at least you made it this far and got through because now heres the bit you all wanted to read well maybe.....>  Marriage is good craic hard at times but by golly its worth it  that little ball and chain of mine is the best shes super great. Thanks Brad and Karcie!!! 

We get up to quite a bit of adventures some weeks other weeks not so much but there should be a heck load more. I think iv wrote quite abit but haven't really told yee all about it yet but just know its been great craic. On the next blog your normal author will have taken back the reins and will fill you in with all the missing details of what should have been here. 

This was her idea not mine. I'm by no means a creative writer or know how to keep it flowing nicely and thanks to all use getting this far and not being offended it means a great deal to me.

Tara howdy hows she cutting? Also please don't be in kinks laughing or pissing your pants (refer to first paragraph if you don't understand). I think you would be the one laughing the hardest out of anyone even if anyone else hasnt cryed,pissed themselfs laughing i can count on you cant i. Cheers tara your laughs will make this worth it. 

I just remembered there that day i first met kelc and the ball and chain. They though i was an irish hick. Haha, now the ball n chain could now tell ya i actually speak more clearer and more understandable than most in this country which i find very funny one thing I’ll always remember. Plus theres one more thing il always remember too but I'm staying stum i am an evil basssssssssssssss

Well if any of this long typed up pile of Shite hasn't made any of use laugh be sure to check out the pictures and Video by clicking on the links below. They wont be offensive the one you wished your read her words made them 

 so look right here ------> funny, words video (incase you didn't see it the first time)

BONUS FOR YOU GUYS ENJOY THIS A MATE WROTE THIS AND I BECAME A THIEF ENJOY

maybe you noticed that Rhode Island colorado and a couple of other states recently enacted new statuses simultaneously that both legalized gay marriage and decriminalized the possession of small amounts of weed (Mary j). This makes perfect sense in the light of the text in Leviticus 20:13 “If a man shall lay with another man as with a woman then the shall be stoned…” ——> we have just never properly understood it. 

SLáN

leo