Hope the sun was shining for Easter

I wonder do others have the same Easter memories as we do? Staying up late past midnight on Good Friday so ye could finally eat again after the whole 3 meals thing (or was it 1 meal and 2 something or other of a lesser size than a "meal")? Then finally getting to eat chocolate again after 39 days of Lenten abstinence (excluding St Paddy's of course) and absolutely horsing through your eggs (which were usually made of cheap crap chocolate coz that meant you could buy more, but anything would do at that point). And of course, there was "The Passion" on Good Friday. Warm, Spring afternoons, the first rays of summer starting to penetrate through the winter grey, finally kicking balls with those new boots ye got for Christmas, all of the Easter holidays ahead of you. But to enjoy such an Easter experience, one had to first suffer through an hour and a half in a jam-packed church, standing for the majority of the time, lining up to kiss the cross and then right at the end, when tantalisingly close to getting out, a decade of the rosary. 10 Hail Mary's? Ahhhh Jaysus...... the Passion. Mother of God. Literally.

The house renovations trickle along progress wise. Lots done, lots to do. Over the long weekend I spent a few hours under the house putting down a gravel and sand bed for the bladder water tank we've got. The things I would not have done in Ireland eh? Back-breaking and dirty work and have several cuts and bruises to prove I did it. Now whether or not it does the job is another matter. I decided not to believe the spirit level. Since there's no more watering the garden or filling the pool from the tap, this is now our only option for green stuff and a pool with actual water in it. Level 5 water restrictions kick in today - ye can't even wash your car now. Seriously, this is a fricken desert.

Little sis is now only a few days away from mammyhood. Exciting times.......

Speaking of which. Come November hopefully, there will be another Foley here in Brisvegas. Yes indeed. The 10 week scan (as they do it here) showed up only one kid in there so Aibhe will have another toy to play with (and attempt to batter) come Christmas time 2007. And life in general gets put on hold for a little while again. Can ye see him/her?

We're taking the "whip the band-aid off quickly" approach to all of this. I'd like to say Alissa has been well, but, alas, she's been sick as a small hospital. Now diagnosed with whooping cough of all things and FINALLY getting some drugs for it. Drugs that will do no harm to the above of course.

So there yis have it. Sure isn't this what the aul' blog is for wha?