Well, that was vexing.
I thought, “I know, I’ll roast up a lot of potatoes and carrots with the chicken, and then tomorrow I can just make pot pie with the leftovers!” So I peeled a bunch of carrots and potatoes and threw them all into my big glass pan with the chicken.
And the big glass pan doesn’t fit in the wretched tiny Irish oven. *grrr* So I had to take the remainder of the cake out of the 9×13 pan and wash it and put the chicken et all into that pan, and the et all doesn’t fit nearly as well. *mutter*
Aside from that, I had a fairly successful shopping day today. I’ll probably have to go in one more time, which is a little depressing, because O Lord The Madness Of The Shoppers, but I didn’t get stressed out or grumpy, which is a big achievement for me when shopping. My hands hurt from carrying the bags, though.
The people of Cork do not realize it, but they have me to thank for the foggy-to-clear weather today. I wore my raincoat and brought a hat along. Had I not done so, it would’ve rained, and I was really quite too warm, but I saved all those shoppers from a drenching. I feel quite magnanimous, thank you. :)
ETA: I meant to mention the fellow at the train station who was taking tickets today. I’ve talked to him before. He sounds a bit Jewish, when he takes your ticket and says, “Oy vey.”
If you’re lucky, you hear the first part of what he says, so it becomes “Foy vay.”
If you know where you’re going, you realize what he’s actually said is, “Five A,” which is the platform the Cobh train leaves from. :)
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That was nice of you to make it sunny. I am frequently responsible for making it rain here in San Diego just by washing my car – even in July.
Well, it might have been foggy-to-clear, but I still wore my hat, big coat and gloves. Not that I doubt your obvious weather dominating powers of course, but you failed to consult me about your attire before I left the house, so what was I to do?
Hat, big coat and gloves suggest you were expecting cold, not rain. I’m afraid I can’t do anything about the mental temperature differentials in the cold vs. not cold perceptions of Irish weather. :)
Tsk, tsk. It’s “the chicken et al”. If you want to use “et all”, you have to reverse it: “we done et all the chicken”.
*laughs*! I knew I had something wrong! Linguist to the rescue!
Rain hat, rain coat, rain gloves. Okay, maybe not the rain gloves.
I remember the Cobh accent was certainly one of the more fun accents while I was out in Ireland. It’s a gorgeous place though.