I'm not here to talk to you about the likelihood of spotting a leprechaun or the intense greenness of the countryside. No, I'm here to tell you about some things you may not know. For instance, are you familiar with the phrase "going out for a bit of craic?" True confession: the first time I … Continue reading Things you may not know about Ireland
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Observations from 46 2/3
During my run the other night, it occurred to me that I was 2/3 of the way through my 46th year. The realization prompted a few thoughts... I find myself with increasing frequency wondering if an article of clothing is "too young" or "too short." This is not a bid for compliments, just the reality … Continue reading Observations from 46 2/3
Frühstück
We've all heard of, and perhaps even experienced, the "Continental Breakfast." On occasion, I've encountered it in hotels and it has generally left me unimpressed with its often dried out bread items and unimaginative accompaniments. If I were from "the Continent" and was presented with one of those bastardized versions of what should be the … Continue reading Frühstück
April Moms@Work & Women@Work catch-up
Notice I said catch-up instead of catsup or ketchup. We all (or those of us who hang on every word of dialogue in Mad Men at least) know there's only 1 ketchup. I digress - anyway, here are some blog posts from my other spot out here on the internet, Moms@Work. Would you do it … Continue reading April Moms@Work & Women@Work catch-up
Feasting my way around Freiburg
A big part of traveling, for me at least, is the food. I've seen some stuff written recently about Michelin starred restaurants in Germany, but that wasn't what this trip was about. No, this time with family was more focused on home-style cooking a la Deutschland. Wandering around Freiburg's Munsterplatz earned us a delicious sausage … Continue reading Feasting my way around Freiburg
Family, familiar, first time
Those are the three words which most sum up my recent trip to Europe. I've been back a week now and finally feel myself getting my mojo back to begin resuming my frenetic intense schedule of boys, jobs, chores and miles. I imagine I'll be writing a series of posts to share some of the … Continue reading Family, familiar, first time
An exercise in acceptance
Sadly enough, I did not run when I was in Europe. Nope (or should I say "nein?), not even once. I did get some quality exercise walking good distances nearly every day, but my greatest exercise may have come from pacing myself when it came to beer and wine consumption. I wrote about getting exercise … Continue reading An exercise in acceptance
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