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Everything Dies Anyhow

I still feel there is hope. My sandwich tells me this, my glass of chardonnay, 2:20 PM on a Friday afternoon in June. Babysitter day, house to myself, paranoid they could come home early, that my solitude will end. 317 more words

Motherhood

I have found my summer wine.

It is crisp, elegant and so very tasty. And it is a Spanish rosé. Perfect for the summer months that will soon be here! 148 more words

Spain

Thankfully the presence of a McDonald’s 20 yards away has lured the American ladies away

Thankfully the presence of a McDonald’s 20 yards away has lured the American ladies away. I am only being rude jokingly; they are very pretty, and I would not mind a McDonald’s myself but am trying to be strong and stay hungry. 69 more words

SATURDAY:

First things first. I needed to return to the pub I worked at when I was a young, twenty-year old, think I know everything chica. 978 more words

Travel

Top o’ the morning to you, laddies!

Reminiscing of my trip to Ireland. Good times! Good Guinness! Such nice peeps!

Gorgeous views.

Now get thyself a pint and a shot of Jameson, stat. 6 more words

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