Road Trip

Christmas time is upon us and since the towns around us have been thoroughly followed up upon it was time to spread our boundaries to not virgin, but definitely less used and abused territory. God Bless one of our friends who let us stay in his hotel free of charge for three days. We also were able to provision all our meals and not just McDonald's ! We ate at a Thai Restaurant, a Lunch House, a high class restaurant where there was deodorant and Cologne in the bathroom for your to use and everyday we had a beautifully reviving coffee in a classy little coffee house. Oh and that reminds me to plead with you all to have desperate prayer for me. Whilst on the road I gave into weakness and started drinking coffee (just to make the others feel better about their rotten habit : D) But now I’ve gone cold turkey and I have the worst headache and tiredness that has ever been experienced since I finished my toddler care ministry . Oh and last but not least I figured out that if we had to pay for our meals and hotel rooms it would have cost around 600 Euros cool no?

sunrise on the morning we left


















provisioned take away


















Word time at the local pub













and more importantly (for Angelo) apple time!

watching "The Mating Habits of the Earthbound Human"

Boxing

Usually boxing is thought of as a sport for sleazy Italian men who go by the stage name " The Italian Stallion " and drink eggs upon waking up in the morning. NOT ANYMORE! After discovering there was a sport where physical frustration could be legally vented ( and besides the fact that i don't have to pay for lessons ) i was quick to sign up. I know most of you are thinking that the sight of a 1.55 girl beating up guys is something to be chuckled over, go ahead i don't blame you. Well we'll see who is security next eurock ;D

looks like I'm ready to kill right ?

PJs

The last night with stefy and I had to have some sentimental photos to remember her by. It also happened to be my little sister's birthday so it was definitely time to get out the camera.

The Stefy Series........tourist

Before Stefy left we thought it would be nice to show her the historical sights of Ireland. Flor sweetly provisioned the trim castle ( if any of you want to see what it looks like watch braveheart for the 100th time). Then after provisioned coffee it was off to Dublin to play tourist for the day

Trim Castle

Dublin ( Angelo always seems to find that the time for taking photos of people is when they're tired and without makeup).

The Stefy Series........ irish pub

In case you were wondering this is not an old series of Gns rebuking someone for entertaining the thought of eating white sugar. It is a little post about stefy who braved the rain and peat to visit us in Ireland. The first cultural experience was an Irish pub where Angelo and David tried desperately to teach us pool. Poor, unfortunate, souls did not realize that this would require more patience then potty training. And as for alcohol, Guinness is a beautiful word to me but apparently Italians regard it as a heathen drink fit only for … well the Irish!
















she's got high hopes

and he was the one that didn't have anything to drink(and yes that's the middle of the road)

nikon D 80

Ever wondered if paying 700 euros for a camera so you have a new addition to your collection of "things to show off" is worth it ? Someone in my home (no names mentioned) recently brought a nikon D 80. Despite being the envy of the home's technological department for months to come, it has also been under intense scrutiny to see if 700 euros worth of pixels really makes a difference. In my humble opinion, other than the fact it has the habit of showing far too much unwanted detail on people's personal skin topography, it makes a stuning addition to the whole " im a professional" look. I mean the length of the lens itself is enough to keep anyone a safe few meters away, but i'll let you make up your own mind. Here is a few the owner took on they way home from witnessing

food porn

I've been wondering recently what drives people to crave large amounts of what nutritionally is shit for you. Flipping through the home's selection of cookbooks my question received an answer, Food Porn. Close up shots of mouth watering delicacies that give even the most controlled individuals the apatite of a sugar deprived toddler. I've included some photos so you can get a clearer picture of what I'm talking about ( as if u needed it) :D and have decided after the fifth piece of "death by chocolate" that a little indulgence never hurt anyone

imagine that sauce rippling down your tongue......





















remind you of anything?

birthday

well i broke the cycle that i had been keeping for the last 4 years. this year i was home for my birthday. everyone here was so sweet and made it special and three people sent me birthday offlines (wraf, nick and chris i was touched that three people who never lived with me would remember). as it wasn't convenient to do anything on the day, a couple days later when i came home in the evening from outreach i see suspicious smiles on eveyones faces which made me keep my mouth shut and stay out of everyone's way. at 9 pm a little fiesta awaited me complete with a sombrero, a good supply of homemade beer, and a take on tiramisu made with grapa. after people had something(or a little more than something) to drink we began chinese sherades of those old classics......dime from the sky, renovation, loaf of bread, miracle motor. a couple photos are included . please forgive the pajamas and the face. its the typical "a day on outreach without lunch but with a provisioned mocha at the end of the day with the chocolate left at the bottom because i failed to mix it and a huge cookie which was a sign of the lord's love for me" look

who said women couldn't multitask?























a jose dance























but lord we'er hungry just give us pasta any old pasta























a blow job

















happy to be living

















when it gets to the point you start singing to yourself, you know you should be locked up and the key thrown away

my type

I have been frequently asked theses days by various match making individuals what my type is. Although every person is different with highs and lows if i had to put words into a face this would be as close as you get


Ioan Gruffudd the embodiment of everything british( yep now clean up your drooling)



















I am however a realist and as such realize that in ireland this is as close as i will probably get to and attractive young male of which to have a meaningful relationship with. oh well paul didn't say to endure hardness as a good solider of jesus christ as a joke

time consumers

wondering why I've been a delinquent blogger for over a week? life is not all about the internet. GASP! SHOCK! HORROR! i see some of you that are so deeply plugged into the system start to gasp and hold your throat. life out of the matrix? impossible! well I've got news for you darling and pictures to prove it. this week was our town's "river fest" and we were providing the entertainment. our PR scores are going to soar next home review

the girls doing a revised B.O.B . notice my " get your moves right or your life is hell" face JK:p














this is for any of you who in future may be intimidated by a jt board chairperson make a mental note that you have seen one in yellow trousers













some irish dancers. his face may not have been much but his legs certainly made up for it :D














"and iiiiiii wannna fall from the stars straight into your arms" irish karaoke anyone?

my sanctuary

Quite often my WnRs are spent doing nothing. sounds relaxing eh? Well when your freeday has been on sunday for the past 2 years its like signing a death warrant for your escape from the house. Want to know why ? NOTHING IS OPEN OR FUNCTIONING ON SUNDAYS ! So this week to get myself out and stop me from eating myself to obesity I marched Esther down to our local masonic lodge for a little vogue photo shoot. Besides the fact that her boyfriend has been demanding new photos like a child for sweets, ive been getting itchy fingers to start snapping away again( at this point i must mention an embarrassing fact. i couldnt even remember how to take the flash off! after about 10 minutes pressing little Chinese buttons with no results, Esther smoothly slides in presses 2 buttons and vola! The flash is off and my ego is in pieces).

chris is a lucky little man



















thinking............... (not something i do very often)



















tree hugger or should i say layer :D














let the light in

goodbyes

I've never been one for goodbyes. You know some people can just stand there with a sweet smiling face. I'm the one who burst into tears and cant control that hysterical noise. nevertheless this time i managed to keep my emotions under control. but it wasn't till about a week later that i realized just how much i missed Sarah. so heres to the good times.

Italian maffia night. march 2006 (yeah i know the lips are overdone but heck i'm italian!)














sarah's 17th bday may 2006.















eurock 2006. 2 blondes (mentally)



















singing rappy birthday to the virgos. yep the dress up was our idea. september2006















the temptation was to much, the froggie couldn't hold it in. a typical moment



















our last photo together. shes gonna kill me for this one. ahh the joys of not being in the same home.may2007

talent night (or lack of it )

After having several long and only sometimes convicting home councils on the need to cut down on our movie intake I was divinely inspired( although I dont know by which side) to organize a talent night for our home. think of it you have humour, people making fools of themselves and its all for free .so a week of organizing, pleading, cajoling, begging, promising prizes later here are the results

Act number one! ventriloquist (its ok to feel stupid if you dont know what it means )














Act two! Robin conical. An OC skit which was really just and excuse for a more foolish version of men in tights














Act three. A humble song by a sinner yes john was humbled himself to our mercy



















Act four. a juggling dual yes they prayed before they played














Act five. flexibility! everyone was doing silent prayer vigil that her neck would hold














Act six. ITS BUBBLING remixed and in danish














Act seven. test of the taste. if the cookies look good its my recipe



















Act eight. Die Puppenfee ( the fairy doll for those of u who dont speak German)



















a" oh jesus help my anckles to hold on"face