I couldn’t resist a dolly quote Been listening to her latest album on the way in and its fab! Some excellent songs in there. Two posts in one day?! I must have little to do. Well, actually am taking a break from my big project. Just finished writing the last of my 7, yes, 7 processors. Check me out. All in java. Reading xml and using Stax. Did I impress you or scare you with those techy terms In conjunction with pride we have the kid’s bday, not that pride takes priority , I was just putting them in that order because Pride comes first date wise, obviously. Whew. Well since the kid handed in her notice, she’s been broke but happy. The plan , at the moment and this as always is subject to change is to move back to ours, god help us Start a portfolio course and get a professional approact to her portfolio and then apply to art college next year. Like I said, subject to change This week she signed on so hopefully she’ll have some money. I had to pick up her head pills and pregger pills yesterday. I really think the doc should look at getting her off the anti-depressants soon to be honest. She’s been on them since she was 16 and it can’t be good for someone her age to be taking them all the time. Seeing as she is much happier in herself and no sign of any self harm, thank god I might ask her to have a chat to our lovely GP and see what she has to say. No doubt we’ll have to foot the bill for that.

The weekend was great! Lots of sleep and the highlight was between Miriam and a swimming pool. Let me explain. We got tickets to the Miriam O’Callaghan show on Saturday night and even though Mammy2 was not feeling the best, she insisted we didn’t miss it so we travelled out there. Got a guided tour of the place courtest of one of the girls from my website. That was a bit surreal seeing where all the different radio people work and what their studio is like. Of course Mammy2 managed to snag a freebie the minute my back was turned. The show itself was good fun, with interesting guests enough to keep Mammy2 from falling asleep. From Jack Charlton to Eddie Hobbs, the time flew past. Suddenly we were waving goodbye forlornly as Miriam disappeared behind the screens. I never got the chance to declare my undying love for her. One of the guys in here asked if I would get within a 10 yard radius of her what with my stalking her on a regular basis. I told him I wouldn’t be stupid enough to wear my ‘costume’ to the show.

Sunday we had planned to go to Mammy2’s gym. She has a guest pass and I’ve been going on and on about learning to swim. I have signed up for the next beginners course when it happens at her gym but I wanted to familarise myself with the place and the water. I’ve never been in a swimming pool before. Sounds strange but its true. Now rivers and lakes and paddling naked, yeah of course. When I was a toddler let me clarify before you ring the guards and send them down torward Lough Ree to arrest a naked adult padding in the water with 2 rubber ducks. The water in the swimming pool is so different and so clean and there was no need to constantly check the ground for slippy stones that you fall
on or for sharks. You may not know this but Westmeath is know as the shark centre of Ireland*. So Mammy2 had great patience as she convinced me of the slight impossibility of me drowning whilst she was holding me up in a 5ft swimming pool. So there was some splashing around, trying to float and getting annoyed with myself because I couldn’t. The joys of being a perfectionist. Overall I was very happy when we got out.

Well I wasn’t happy with my exit. The water can be quite forceful and when you pull yourself up out of it, the water pushes you up. Most people look quite graceful getting out. I looked like something that was just thrown up onto a ship. I hadn’t realised the water was so powerul and so when I whoosed up, the water decided it was having none of it and threw me unceremoniously to the ground in a heap. I’m convinced I heard a snigger from the waves and the words Mullah and bogholes floating towards me but Mammy2 said she heard no such thing. That said she was a good distence from me, obviously hoping none of the other swimmers would assume we were together. Also she had suddenly changed into a t-shirt that read “I don’t know Flipper” with an arrow pointing to me. My partner is soo supportive.

The swimming pool and dojo were the best part of the gym, the rest of the machines I could do without. I don’t like the whole regimented layout. There’s something about gyms I never liked and as such have never really taken to them. Kick boxing keeps me going. I went last night and our instructor had returned from Spain looking like a mahogany cabinet, with the brown colour on him. This time I actually had a partner. Even on Saturday when I went and there wasn’t as many of the usual girls there, I still had no partner. Its fine until the instructor, who was taking the class in the absence of our usual sensei, asked me was I okay without the bag and how she could alternate someone else with me. I told her I was fine with the bag. Not sure what it is. Perhaps I don’t look eager enough, perhaps the minute my back is turned to put on the gloves, they all get into a circle really quickly and suddenly I’m partnerless. Thankfully, I’m not 10 any more and we’re not in school so I just grab a bag and work that instead.

This week looks quiet, we’re saving our energy for the weekend. I have gotten Monday off Chuffed! I don’t think I’ll be going mad on the Saturday but I’d rather be lying in on Monday anyway, just to calm the old body down. We have the pride table quiz on Thursday and typical of my schedule the Firefox 3 launch party is happening the same night. I mean, what are the odds? I, of, course am going attending the table quiz, its important to support pride but the firefox party sounds like such a laugh. Well for me anyways

* Indicates a made up fact

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