My grandfather was born in Pomeroy, a village of about 300 in County Tyrone. He stood to inherit his family’s farm, but didn’t want to be a farmer, and so emigrated to the United States in his early twenties–around 1928, I believe. There he married, had children, and moved about, eventually settling in Alaska, but by the forties or fifties, he’d lost contact with the family in Ireland. In the early 1970’s, after his wife died, the Old Man, as we called him, went back East to visit New York…
whew.
Wow. That was more of a workout than I expected. 2K yards swimming, and I’d figured like 6 or 7 miles biking to get there and back, except I went tot he post office while I was out, so I ended up with a 10.5 mile bike ride as well as the swimming. And I still haven’t walked the dog. (Who knows it, and who is pacing back and forth Waiting For Me. “I’m POOPED” doesn’t qualify as an excuse, in her book. Even, “Later,” gets me mournful looks.) I…
extensions, weight, family
Got the extension (and then some), so I am no longer Freaked Out about the book. Actually, I spent quite a bit of time yesterday working out notes and I think I’ve gotten the bugs worked out anyway, so I’m going to plunge ahead and see what I can pull together this week. I don’t expect I’ll turn it in on Friday anyway, but I’m feeling much more solid about it. Whew. :) It does occur to me to mention that it’s a lot nicer to have 15 pounds to…
and now to work.
Redesigning my webpage has not made me fifteen pounds lighter or finished the book, but aside from the fact that there’s a bunch of detail work I still need to do, it’s made me somewhat happier. So, too, did Deborah and Lisa making me go swim yesterday morning. 2000 or 2200 yards (I lost count a little) and then walking home restored my equalibrium a bit. There’s lap swim Monday and Wednesday from 11-12 and Saturday from 10-11. Given how much better it made me feel, I am now committed…
hair, weight, web page
Bleaching my hair will not make me fifteen pounds thinner. Redesigning my webpage will not finish this book. I can’t decide if it’s good or just annoying that I can recognize avoidance techniques/displacement issues like that. *Especially* because recognizing them doesn’t make me any less desirous of redesigning my webpage (yes, I *know* I just did it; you see my point?) or bleaching my hair. It just makes me crabby. I’m feeling very crabby right now. I’ve blown my no-sugar thing, and if I start again now I won’t be…