back home

okay, i'm not really home, and i'm not just back. gerry and i got back to his place on sunday night. i was a hit with his family... at least that's what i think. i couldn't understand his dad more than 10% of the time and was mostly trying to piece together a few random words and make up my own comments. sometimes i was right, sometimes i was wrong. sometimes i just didn't answer.

his family was lovely. oh! i think it was saturday that i used the word grand. and today i said it was a day for the dogs.

here's a picture of my bag that we picked out on thursday, except mine's in chocolate brown. i also got to meet sinead for the first time, and sinead and conor's darling son, David Patrick (aka DP). oh! and it snowed on friday morning. but it didn't last until gerry got back to the house, so i couldn't kick his ass canadian style at a snowball fight. we did have a great dinner, complete with squash buttered and cooked with maple syrup; all vegetarian, and no mushrooms.

saturday we went to monaghan and went to the engagement party for gerry's brother, thomas and amanda. we got them cranium and mindtrap as a present.

sunday it was back to cork via every roadworks zone possible. BUT i did drive. gerry is either totally crazy, or just super nice and supportive. cause he was like, oh want to try driving? so i did. there was only one time when i turned right that i started driving on the right-hand side of the road and he was like, ummm... otherside. so basically it went well. *laugh* in other words, we are both still alive and the car wasn't damaged in any way.

oh, we were going to stop at a house for me, at 8pm, but there was a text left at 7.47 from that bitch sandra saying the room was taken. i was so frustrated with looking for a place, that last night when i saw a decent, as in: clean and smoke-free house i told the land lord, i'd take it. so as of saturday/sunday i live with three boys that i don't know, but who appear to be tidy, rarely home, and non-smokers. and if i ever meet sandra i will be mean to her. bitch.

today was day two of training. my next blog will be bitching about the bus service. but i wanted to let you know that i did start my job, and it's going well.