and/or back to AUSTRALIA…

The bottom line facts…

Luke is part Irish. He has family in the Cork area of Ireland (shout out to Cathal!) that his father went and visited a few years ago. They’re still farming on the original homestead.

Luke’s birthday is St Patrick’s Day… I never really understood celebrating St Patrick’s Day before I married a part Irish person whose birthday is 17 March.

Naturally I had witnessed celebrations in New York City, but I think you really need to be down with someone Irish, or a tribe of Irish people to get the gist… at least I did.

As reflected in today’s photographs of St Patrick’s Day pasts, it is one of biggest holiday events in my household… it rates up there with Halloween.

We even listen to all the pub songs throughout the year so we can sing. And in case you don’t recall, I’m not a singer... St Patrick’s Day is the only time where not singing seems nearly as rude as not drinking Jameson and Guinness… and Kilkenny.

A friend in Ireland once told me he met some Aussies and had no prior knowledge of their drinking skills… Six more sleeps ’til the festivities commence!

St Patrick’s Day also holds special meaning to me as an unconverted pagan.

… and I’m glad he got rid of the snakes too.

Luke hails from Melbourne. Once upon a time we lived in a one bedroom cottage on Separation Street in Northcote and would peddle push bikes to Dan Murphy’s in Fairfield after our car got stolen, used in a robbery, and lit on fire in front of the Melbourne Zoo.

That was when we lived in Collingwood… Continue reading…

We went and saw Alice in Wonderland. I heart Tim Burton and Johnny Depp.

After seeing the Tim Burton exhibit at MoMA in New York City a few weeks ago, I was super excited. I literally beamed in delight when WALT DISNEY PICTURES came up on the movie screen. Continue reading…

It’s been raining outside for the past few days and is supposed to rain all week. I love it. Everything is scented with that delicious, cool aroma that is completely inexplicable.

Imagine being able to stay inside, listening to the rain, with no where else to be, for days at a time…

I’ve written two poems in the past 24 hours Continue reading…

Remember when the guy from Sigfried and Roy ( I believe it was Roy) nearly got eaten by the lion? Continue reading…

Being back in Australia I am comfortably reverting to the aspiring Aussie I aim to be. Continue reading…

My South American sister Consuelo and I had a Valentine’s Day picnic in the park yesterday. There’s a lot of debate over V-Day. As usual, I see both sides. I don’t really want a lover giving me colored cardboard out of capitalist force – but a day dedicated to making out is fine by me. Continue reading…

I am somewhere soaring at the moment…

Yesterday I mentioned my thing with tears. It made me think of a short story I wrote back in 2007… enjoy.

THE SILENCE OF LOVE

I have not spoken for nearly three years now, not since that day. Continue reading…

Namaste blog family

Seven hours from now a car will arrive to take me into what feels like unknown territory. The next time we gather live it will be from my beloved Australia. Continue reading…

As we’ve been over, my entire family reigns from Jersey. Continue reading…