Showing posts with label beach. Show all posts
Showing posts with label beach. Show all posts

Saturday, 19 May 2012

Flowers, Stars, Cocktails, Brides & Babies

With all the travelling I have been doing lately, I've been lucky enough to schedule a decent amount of layovers and weekends back home in Chicago. They've had some great weather in the mid-west lately, which makes it more difficult than normal to board the plane in my sundress and run out of Dublin airport into the rainy cold and wind. My dad has been been working in the yard (major stress relief from his high-pressure office job) and created the start of a nature path on in the back yard one day. He gave me a guided tour (complete with wine and everything) after dinner when I was there.


Hands down the best part of the tour was when I pointed to some blue flowers (you can see them in the background of the below photos) and said, "Those are nice." Kev goes, "Thanks, I planted them." Suz (my mom) then interjected that "No, she had planted them." Hilarty ensues as they argue over who actually planted the flowers. I think we netted out that they both had. 






That's compromise, baby. 

I had to go to LA for a conference a few weeks ago, so Suz decided to join me. We had a suite at the iconic Hollywood Roosevelt, and we just around the corner from Madame Toussard's Wax Museum and the Kodak Theater on Hollywood Blvd. The crazies that dress up like celebrities and movie characters on the street are pretty funny. 








Mom took a pic with the Billy Graham Star (an Evengelical minister) and I took a pic with The Doors star, which is one of Pad's fav bands. 

We had a 2 room / 2 bath sweet suite at the hotel, except that the drugged out rocker picture on the wall kind of freaked my mom out. The pool was awesome though, and they have a "Library Bar" that makes organic cocktails with Farmer's Market ingredients for a cool $25 bucks a pop. I think mine had like basil and other weird herbs in it. They were okay. Suz got a good one though, sage and champagne or something. 




Sage something...I forget! An original drink from The Library (Bar) at the Hollywood Roosevelt.


When I got back to Dublin in May, like I said it was really cold and depressing. So Peadar and I decided to have host a "Forget Your'e in Ireland and Come to Our Beach Party" for the long Bank Holiday Weekend.  So on Saturday night we got everyone to dress up, put tiki lights up and Jane made delicious tropical cocktails like mojitos and pina coladas with her magic bullet blender. 




C- Bone Whyte


On Sunday, Pad and I had the scariest job of all, babysitting! His nephew baby Joey! But we did grand and the babe survived, and so did we :) Peadar was even more freaked out than me about the whole responsibility thing, but he was a total natural. The boys had some quality bonding time. 



I went back to Chicago for another trip this past weekend for my cousins wedding. Before that though I had din and sangria with my good friend and bride-to-be Andrea at Meson Sabika. 


At my cousin Collin's wedding, my other, littler, cousin Ethan was the handsome ring bearer. 


 The happy couple: Collin and Julie Williams. 



When I came back I went for a walk along Skerries beach, Ireland may be cold, but its beautiful and picturesque. 


I stopped by Olive (Pad's sister) to see how the baba was getting on, and he was hanging out with the teddy bear Peadar and I got him. Joseph and Brownie cuddling! 



My parents are still mourning the loss of our old pup Sophie, and have decided to get a new one! Sophie was a Carin Terrier, like Toto from the Wizard of Oz. This time they are getting a West Highland Terrier from a breeder in NY. Kev and Suz will be the proud owners of one of the puppies below. Since they don't want the new doggie to go on the plane, they are going on a roadtrip next weekend to get him. I want to name him Winston, or another proper old man name. 

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Lastly, I can't post a blog without a funny pic of the pad man! He might kill me, but I have to give him some grief over his new found love, the foam roller. He plays with this in the kitchen every night, tells me how great it is for working out muscles or whatever. It's pretty funny.




Lots of Love,

Amanda 

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Wednesday, 27 July 2011

Happy Birthday to Me!

Hi Everyone! Happy Birthday to me! Peadar and I celebrated with some dinner and champagne last night. Roll on Moet & Chandon.  


It was Malahide Summer Days in our little village over the weekend. We had amazing weather and loads of people came out. There was everything from jazzercise in the park, to bands playing on the street, and the restaurants each had little booths with great bbqs! 




I went for a walk, a long ass walk down the beach on Saturday because Peadar was working (joys of being a farmer, can't imagine what the impending harvest is going to be like) and I took some great pics along the beach. People were actually swimming in the water even though it was only like 65 degrees out, but hey, that's a scorcher to the Irish.




I think the entire population of the Malahide Yacht Club was out on the water, see the sails dotting the horizon? Maybe one day I'll be cool enough to be a member ;)




So anyway I was walking down the beach, and I just kept walking and walking down through Portmarnock, a town that is famous for its golf club, which doesn't let women in. Well let me tell you that sure didn't keep me out. I was walking down the beach and there was fewer and fewer people. I kept looking in the distance thinking I could see a road, and Peadar could pick me up there, not realizing there was water in between me and that road. I knew I was in trouble when the beach started curving, and I found myself on a sandbar peninsula. I heard voices and ran ahead to find a couple, and I was planning on asking them how to get out of there when they said..."do you know which way the road is?" We were all stranded.  Well turning around meant at least a 2 or 3 mile walk back and my new found friends and I were not prepared to go back. We were on an adventure damn it, and we were going to Bear Grylls our way through this thing.
Bear Grylls With No Shirt

You are welcome for the picture of him (in Ireland, actually) in no shirt!!! My new friends and I literally hopped a stream and waded our way through marsh quality grass, when we spotted...that's it... the Portmarock Golf Club! We dodged some flying golf balls and flaunted our feminism (well except for the guy that was there) as we ran through hole after hole of staring, unapproving men in old school golf sweaters. In end we doged security and Peadar was waiting for me at the entrance (I had called him earlier for a ride home). My hero.


Later on we went back into town in Malahide for an evening concert, but I was so tired from my big adventure that I went home early. It turned out okay though, because then on Sunday I had plenty of energy to go to the beach with these 3 gems pictured below. I then became one of the Irish swimming in the water I was laughing at on Saturday. Funny how that happens...



How's that heat wave in Chicago?

XOXO
Amanda