Reasons And Things

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Wee Bit O' Luck Designs

Hello!! I have some exciting, but quick news!! I have opened up an Etsy shop!! Please, don't be shy, visit it and tell others to visit it as well!! Click here. I don't have many postings now but here is a small preview of the stuff I will be posing on it.

Cards

 Party Invites/Announcements

 Home Decor

I will have more about it on my next post. Thanks!!

Rational of steeling sheep

Word of prior warning please don’t read this if you are easily offended by the F word or Sheep. (He's not joking!!)
Hey ho lets go right? Ok, so we did the weirdest thing the other day. We hiked up our local mountain, the Coolys or Ravensdale as you all know it to be yep, right to the top and what a damn good view towards the Dublin and the Wicklow mountains (which we will be going to sooner rather than later keep a wee eye out for that hopefully some good photos in the pipeline if not I’ll defiantly be disappointed).

This time in the mountains there were not two goats but darn herds of them but none wanted to eat me (that kinda sounds dirty).  I’m defiantly not a goat whisperer but then again there is footage of them loving me up like they even wanted to get into my pants, the dirty wee rascals. That’s probably were the term sheep shagger came from. There were also sheeples but no sheeples wanted to come near me. Even after all my best bas to try attract them over as I wanted good mutton and lamb on my table. I could nearly just taste it! Yumm yumm. I wonder if the sheeple farmers would notice a missing sheeple? Do you think so? Well I don’t. I just need a sheep dog now to round them all up and pick the best one of the bunch and hope to feck I don’t end up with foot and mouth disease, as that already can be quite common from me. If I do slip up I will just start twitching and pretend I’ve got Tourette’s and shout even more obscenities. No one could or would be able to prove I don’t, unless you’re a god damn genius, a doctor, or maybe even my hamster. Use all think I’m like Granda Micky. Outta my wee head on peyote pills. Aye ya dancer ye!!

So college starts again real soon. A pretty darn easy year apparently. The tutor said before we left for summer break it will be a bit of networking switching and routing, photoshop, and system building stuff. Even my granny could do with her eyes shut but still it has to be done to earn me my qualification just to make everything official on paper.

I’ve also been working on re-building my pc. This time with an even more powerful liquid cooling system I was slightly nervous about doing it as I had to literally butcher the motherboard and add new parts to it and also had to insulate some parts of it so I wouldn’t get nickel shorting out my board. That’s the last thing I want is a huge bang when switching on the computer. I currently also own a mac book pro (I’m making a disgusted face for even having one about me) which was really cheap off eBay. I’m just going to do a very basic refurbishment and re-sell it to make a decent wee profit. I would also like to thank Mrs. Tristan Soelberg for the donation of her old laptop. We went and watched the film Guardians of the Galaxy. Quite funny in places. “I am Grute!” It’s a decent movie you should see it if use haven’t already. Grute will tickle ya and make ya laugh. 

***start of rating rant*** 

To be honest it’s hard to find a decent film that’s not R rated for use. Kai will not watch anything if it’s rated R. Over here we would call it a 15. Yep, that’s right. It’s not an R rated film it’s a 15 for fucks sake. If it has a lot of for ‘fuck sakes’ in it, dirty graphic shaggers, and/or super loads of gory graphic madness, like the Hansel and Gretal: the Witch Hunters, then they might, just might, consider rating it 18. All half decent films seem to be rated R or 15 for us here. I think the rating people need a re-check and not rate everything R just because it has one fuck given or a single flash of a tit. It’s not like a fucking tit will kill ye ya know.

 ***End Of Rating Rant***   

I think this is a good place to mention this. I was also thinking (and said to Kai the other day) when I live in Utah how many people may get offended by me especially hard liner stuck up themselves people that may tick me off. I could just imagine the faces of some shock and horror. I also think it would make a good comedy tv show for Irish reality tv. It was also funny as around the same time as this Kai mentioned that people all think the Irish and Scottish are all nice and fluffy people but in reality we aren’t. We are a bunch of fecking headers. Just watch Braveheart and you’ll see. One of the Irish guys in that film is a pure cracker! Just all the one liners and such he does it’s crazy especially to William Wallace. He said “The Lord is sure he can get me outta this but he’s pretty sure your fucked” before a crucial battle. 

Please Note: I have now declared this writing as R rated because of instances of the F word and any offense taken needs to be dealt with by the federation of federal writing laws USA. Under 2003 section 98, and the misuse of the communication act 2010 and another fuck wont be given. The air-show it was amazing although I didn’t get to show Kai the aircraft I worked with and love. Instead I got to see a North American P-51 Mustang called ferocious Frankie (below) which Kai loved the sound of. The beast made her feel all patriotic. Didn’t it kai?

In the war, Ireland stayed kinda neutral although were secretly planning on taking out England from the back door with german help. As far as I know Hitler and his cronnies were in Ireland planning at one stage, but a lot of irish men and woman at the time joined into the british ranks and after the war they were persecuted by the irish government. It wasn’t until 2004-2005 they issued and apology and  stopped the persecution. This is why to this day irishmen can still join the british forces. When England owned all of Ireland we were the only country within Britain to not have conscription like England, Scotland, or wales. When the 1^st world war happened, most people joined the 36^th ulster division which formed up to thirteen additional battalions for the royal irish fusiliers, royal irish rifles and the royal inniskilling fusiliers there most famous battle, The battle of the somme. Though where I’m mostly tied to is the Desert rats and the Royal Air Force. Some person in my family going back yonks ago was a Spitfire pilot for the airforce the Newtownards airfield was actually a training range for them nifty little planes. The reason I went to the air show was to see the battle of Britain memorial flight which had two avro lancaster bombers (the bbmf usually would only have one lancaster, a spitfire and a hawker hurricane) but a lancaster came over all the way from Canada to join up with the BBMF which was pure incredible 12 merlin engines  all together which sounded incredible.  (heres the BBMF pictures below)

We got to see some aerobatic teams doing some very crazy assed stunts. We saw the RV8tors, The Blades, and of course the most famous and best aircraft display team in the world the royal air forces own RED ARROWS which fly red Hawk T1 jets. In their display team there are 9 jets which they fly at near 800Mph between 2-4 feet away from each other. A lot of people across the world would have seen them flying. They even flew at the 2012 London Olympics opening ceremony. The blades are ex-raf red arrows pilots which set up there own civi display team which is awesome and they currently have the world record for formation looping Pics below 

  The Blades 

The red arrows video over New York City full display to give use an idea of how awesome they are(click the word 'video' above). Lately, while driving down the road home from work, I’ve been seeing cows. Yes, that’s right cows. Out on the hard shoulder out for leisurely strolls and cool as ya like. Stopping every now and then to eat grass at the side of the road. Last night there were about five calfs out being cool. Ireland is probably the only country in the world were animals can mix with traffic, especially sheep as they normally get herded up some roads and things. Hit and kill one you will have lots of lamb chops or yummy beef if it’s the cows out for the craic.

If you read this and have been offended, please see the first sentence of this post.

Pictures from the previous blog are found here

Leo's pictures from London including some of the HMS Belfast.

The other day Leo found this little guy on the hood of his car :)

A time laps Leo put together

Airwaves

Hello travelers. I call you travelers because even if you've only crossed the small area from your bed to this internet wielding device you currently hold in your hand, you have indeed traveled a distance to virtually stand in internet space claimed by Ireland. It is no longer google.com that you use to search the web, but google.ie. Strange how something you can't see or feel is able to link us all together, despite the 4,000+ miles that stretches between us.

Leo and I have recently returned from the northern part of the country where we attended the Airwaves flight show. Up in a place called Portrush we watched planes, jets, and helicopters whiz by. Leo loves planes and was very excited to show me some planes he loves and to be back at a flight show again. We stayed the night at a B & B so we could be there for both day. Saturday we woke up at 3:30 and were on the road by 4. The goal was to get to Dunluce Castle before sunrise so Leo could get awesome photos. It just so happens that the sun does not rise in a very convenient spot for Leo's picture taking needs. It is a cool castle any way :) I saw a cave this weekend. It was under a castle and went out to the sea. There was a sign that said to be careful because of falling rocks and that you shouldn’t go in the cave because it was dangerous. Some nice person listed on the sign that the mermaid cave was not dangerous and was actually fantastic so I decided to go down and check it out myself. I almost got to the bottom but then Leo was a dark figure above me and the waves were too loud for me to hear him so I when back up so I could hear him ask if I could read.

From there we checked in at the B & B and then took a nap before getting a taxi into Portrush. There were all sorts of booths. A lot of the were military related and trying to recruit people. The BBC had a cool display of life during WWI but of course I forgot my camera back in our room and so I only have pictures of the second day. My favorite plane the first day was a P51 Mustang. Really cool planes :)

After that we were able to get a taxi back to get in the car and find food. That was a bit of a challenge and Leo almost lost his cool but luckily we were able to find a place to eat and he had a nice gammon steak that made everything almost better :)

The second day we had a nice breakfast and made a quick visit to Carrick-a-Rede to look and walk upon the rope bridge. It was a bit shorter than I thought it would be so I was a little disappointed. They had even laid planks of wood along it which was also a disappointment. Not nearly as adventurous as I was thinking it would be. The irish country side, however, never fails to disappoint me. It was as beautiful as you'd see in brochures or on tv. This country really does have 40 shades of green and you will never see anything like it anywhere else. Which makes me so mad because people litter here like crazy!! They have such a beautiful country and they treat it like garbage!! DON'T LITTER!!! If you litter I will haunt you when I die. Even if you die before me, I will still haunt you.

We then made it back to Portrush before the air show started. Unfortunately it was almost the exact same as the previous day. The only differences were the only two Lancasters remaining flew around with some spitfires. Lancasters were big bombing planes in WWII that couldn't really defend themselves against the smaller quicker German planes, which is why little spitfires accompanied them. Most Lancasters didn't ever make it back to their base which is why we only have two left. The other difference was the performance by the Red Arrows. The Red Arrows are the RAF's performance flyers. They were really cool to watch. I have some of their display on video but it is hard to see them because they are too far away for my little camera.

Also, if you haven't done so yet, you should ask to see my sisters' Comic Con pictures :)

Afterwards we waited 1.5 hours for traffic to calm down before setting out ourselves. It still took a bit of time to get home because these roads are not made for heavy use or any sort of congestion. We are having internet issues so I can't put the pictures up right now. If you can't wait until our internet is sorted and you have an apple product, email me and I can share the pictures with you.

No word about how to live in the north and work is still cash-tastic. Kelcie has her farewell this weekend so go and tell her she's a great little Elvis. I wish her luck with her talk. I know she will make a great missionary. It's crazy that her, Tay, and Mitchy will all be out at the same time for almost a year. Unfortunately Kelcie won't be able to listen in on the Morris boys secret Spanish conversations. I wish the best for all three of them and hope the Latino serving boys continue to do well. I am grateful for you all and wish you all a greatness. Shine on you crazy diamond!

Union Jack

The Spirit of Ireland welcomes you! She welcomes you back in hushed tones that sound like grass rustling in the wind. That wind is warm and fragrant with the smell of fresh lawn clippings. You realize you just chopped up the Spirit of Ireland. Never fear, the Spirit of Ireland is everlasting. There she is now, formed in a new body. 

Welcome. Welcome back.

I know a good few of you just want me to skip all the blabbering and get right to the pictures but you're going to have to wait because I want to blabber. I have one new story to share from work. Yes, gather round. It's story time. For a good few weeks now there has been this family that comes in and steals stuff from us. Sometimes they pay for one or two items but not the rest and other times they take everything without paying. It just so happens that this family are what people here call travelers but you and I would know them better as gypsies. I didn't know that they were gypsies until Tuesday when they were pointed out to me. A few days ago they came in and the store manager was there and she yelled at them to get out. It was, of course, done in a very Irish way.  Meaning there was no shortage of obscenities as she yelled. The mother began yelling back saying this was prejudice because they were travelers. The store manager told her it had nothing to do with the fact that they were travelers but the fact that they kept stealing stuff from the shop. The mother proceeded to yell at Elaine telling her that they had never stolen things. Then the oldest children got involved and it kind of became a yelling match. Of course everyone in the shop stopped and starred just like they annoyingly do at a traffic accident on the freeway. It reached it's climax when the mother stormed out of the shop followed by her children but not before the kids had knocked things off the shelves and stolen some things. They still continue to half pay or not pay for things. I don't know how true this is but I heard that the mom was prosecuted for stealing from 23 shops in one day and they let her go because she has six kids to take care of.

We had a large spider in our apartment the other day which reminds me of a story that happened back home. Don't ever let Shayli tell you to shut up. That's all the warning I'm giving to you.

The last few days have made it appear that summer is over and winter is getting closer here in Dundalk, Ireland. Not that there's much of a distinction. In winter is colder and rains more, other than that they are the same season. I was able to wear my tevas for about a month. During that glorious month I wore a sweatshirt and pants with my tevas. Not the whole summer ensemble you'd expect but my toes sure enjoyed the fresh air. I hear it's been a very cool August back in Utah. Sounds like things are taking a cool turn this year. That's not a bad thing at all. Maybe it'll stop the west from having so many fires this year.

Hahah! Pictures before descriptions!! >:) More here.

Our trip to London was fun (I enjoyed it). We arrived at our hotel (a B&B) about midnight and had a very unrestful sleep as our room was under the reception desk and anytime they moved up there the ceiling in our room creaked very loudly. We got up Sunday morning and met Deidre at Kings Cross Station. We had a little look at the Harry Potter store and danced around the massive group of Asians crowded around the 9 3/4 pillar where they have half a cart sticking out with books and a stuffed owl on the cart. This confused Leo greatly as he couldn't figure out what the Asians where doing in such a massive group around a station wall. Then we went to a few markets where Deidre got her daily dose of coffee and we shared some yummy food. From there we went to the British Museum. It was really cool and Deidre sure has learned a lot at this fancy english school. She can tell you all sorts about Asian art and history. One thing I learned is that I am glad that I am not a collectable because those English guys sure to like to collect things and I'd hate to be on display for the rest of forever. From there we went to a big nerd store and then had Korean food. It wasn't as good as Sam Hawk but it was still better then eating the same food they have in Ireland. After that we took a walk around Hyde Park where I got some footage of a little girl falling into the pond. Deidre said I am an ass but I just think I'm lucky ;) Plus, I'm not good at braying.

We had an early night that night and met up the next morning where we saw Tower Bridge, and another market. Leo and I went on the HMS Belfast, built by the same cranes that built the Titanic, and had a look around. That war ship is HUGE!! It was like a maze! It was pretty crazy and cool. We met back up with Deidre and she took us to the London Eye, Big Ben, Parliament building, and Buckingham Palace. On the way to our hotel, Deidre had us stop at this fancy shop where they had all sorts of cool looking things, including cronuts! I bought some mini ones and Leo and I shared them back at our hotel. They weren't as good as I was expecting but they were still nice. We said good bye to Deidre and went to our hotel to grab our stuff before meeting up with Leo's "mum" Karen.

Karen met Leo while he living in England and loved him so much decided she would adopt him. Karen and her boyfriend, Gary, took us to this Chinese place and fed us. Then they took us back to their place and talked until about 12:30. We got up the next morning and Karren took us to see her ponies. She let us ride her one of her ponies, that is almost a horse, and walk the other. After that she took us to a nice Italian place. It was so yummy! I have missed all the yummy foods we had on our trip!! It's so nice to be able to go somewhere and enjoy all sorts of different foods. They just don't have that in Ireland. At least not where we live. After lunch they dropped us off at the airport, but not before stinky Leo had a bath. He had gone nearly 5 days without a shower. Our flight out was delayed so we missed our bus to Dundalk and had to wait 2 hours before the next one came so we didn't get home until 2 am but it was a good trip and I'm glad I got to see both the city and countryside of England. A big thank you to Deidre for being an excellent tour guide and another set of big thank yous to Karen and Gary for being wonderful hosts, feeding us, and letting us ride her pony!

Leo did not enjoy the trip to London at all. I found out the day we were flying out that he never wanted to go and wished he could just stay home. Yay for awesome communication skills! We rock! He did, however, have a much better time once we got with Karen.

In other news, I'm trying to become legal to work in Northern Ireland so that we can move up there once our lease here finishes. It's a pain though because know one seems to know what to do. Pain in the bum really. I will keep you updated as it continues to not progress. Thanks for joining and have a great last ten minutes of your life. To help you with that, I've included a video of Tristan's star pupil. Tristan is hoping this one will make it into the Olympics.