Mammy2’s New Year’s Resolution
In her defence, I can understand why she would undertake it, I mean losing 2 good mates in the space of 6 months last year would be wake up call for even the most forgetful of people. She decided to do better this year in keeping in touch with all her mates who she knew growing up and just lost
contact with. There are three main ones which is not too bad I suppose, in this effort at keeping in touch this means I need to make small talk with people I don’t really know. L is great, she’s very easy to get along with. A bundle of energy and such fun, small talk is not required as she has hung out with us a few times. S, the old best mate is a more difficult case. We didn’t get off to the best of starts so I am hoping the years have mellowed her. But she was Mammy2’s longest best mate and she was there for Mammy2 during some difficult times in her teens etc so I shall make the effort. That leaves A, who’s like an older version of the kid. She chatters away so there is no real need for small talk.
L dropped around last week for dinner and regaled us with horrific tales of getting up at 5.30 to drive from Lusk to Tallaght where she works and working 12 hour days. Mammy2 was still recovering from the idea that people could get up 5.30 which she claims is still yesterday. She never go onto the 12 hour day. It was a lovely relaxed evening. The thing with L there’s no akward silences and small talk, she’s very chatty and sure Mammy2 would talk the hind leg off ya. She’s coming out this weekend for Mammy2’s bday drinkies. It will be interesting to see what she makes of our group of mates now as it has been a few years since she was out and about with us.
Poor Mammy2 is at home sick today. She is suffering from as the older women like to call it, The Curse. I’ve tried to make her feel better by saying that because of the lack of PMT, its bound to be worse. ‘They’, the magical mythical They, say that if you suffer badly with PMT, the cramps aren’t as bad. And vice versa. One wonders how exactly ‘They’ came up with this. Did they perform test cases? Did they stand around whilst women frothed at the mouth and waves steak knives at them jotting stuff down on their clipboard and asking inane questions like “Do you really feel that bad or do you think its all in your head?” And as they are chopped into small parts, do their hands contiunue
to write even whilst a good 3ft from their arms. “Subjects appears agitated when asked about pain and how it affects their day to day existence, refuses to comment on cramps and lack of chocolate” Seriously though, do these people get paid to make these these kind of stupid studies?
I had high plans for my Saturday on the weekend gone. Mammy2 was off on a spa day out with her sisters and mum. The sister is making the most of her 40th bday. I went training, got blown home in icey conditions and had settled on the couch with a movie when the on call phone rang. I had to do an update. Which was fine if the laptop would work. Of course it didn’t which resulted in me having to try and get up town to get money out to get a cab and head for East Point. The best part of 1 hour and 30 minutes for a 5 minute update. Did I mention how bad the weather was? Hailstones, sleet, snow and gale force winds. Its the type of weather I wanted to be looking out at not travelling in. It made me appreciate the couch all the more when I finally got back to the apartment. I decided to try and watch a bit of the Ultimate Fighting Championships that were on in the O2 and being shown live to the states. Hence the over the top commentary from the US guys. I’m interesting in amatuer boxing and most forms of martial arts because its less of the pulverising and more of the tacitical/technical. In my niavety I thought UFC would be along those lines. You do have to be talented but at some stage when does it become okay to pound someone’s head whilst you have them in sort of leg lock. That’s the thing that put me off professional boxing and its the type of thing I wouldn’t be into watching. For me there’s no sport in that.
