A white paddies weekend

Yes, it snowed this weekend. In March. Paddy Power are predicting a white Easter. But there's no issue with Global warming, honestly. Bit of a mad weekend, although I still managed to squeeze some work in. What can I say its a talent I have :) Paddies can be surramised with the following points and I guess you can join the dots yourself and make up the bigger picture.

- Rugby - Ireland V Italy, yay
- Rugby - Scotland V France, yay, no, yay, feck, yaaaaaay. Shite.
- Mates join us in local.
- Mates have american friends who've never been to Oireland before
- Americans misunderstand the word tractor to mean attractive
- They were delighted that they were going on a real pub crawl with real irish people. I'm not sure
what sort of false pub crawls they had been on before but fair play.
- When wandering to various pubs with americans, make sure they remove the green things on their head.
- Make sure they understand about the famine.
- When in doubt about conversation, challenge them to down a pint of Guinness.
- Don't ask them to do the above in your local.
- When one of them has a bet about how many guys she can kiss in one pub, make sure you don't bring them to a
gay bar.

That was paddies day for me. It was really good fun and they were a great bunch of young ones.

Sunday I spent moping and in bed. I did some work and the kid txted us to wish us a happy mammies day. Bless her cottens, sometimes you'd never think she was the terror that she is. Only sometimes mind. Its getting quite difficult to keep up with who she might be interested in. She talks about so many people and I'm pretty sure half of them are from movies. I mean who has a name like Bam. Oh the latest is she wants to wrestle. Yes, I didn't mis type it, wrestle. She's been going to these wrestling shows with the best mate K and her boyf is a wrestler so she thinks its might be fun. I can just see her in the ring. She's a titch for goodness sake, one of them would be scraping her off their boot. But there's no talking to her.

The mate J was over yesterday and we had a L word marathon, was great fun. She hadn't seen any of season 3 and was so behind the times that we felt her sapphic card might be taken off her. So, 12 episodes later of Season 3 and some of Season 4, we were all lesbianed out. The kid was online whilst we were watching it, providing background commentary whenever Jenny came on the screen. It was quite entertaining. She was on Bebo, which I feel is a strange site. I mean, you look at pictures of your friends, who you already know, you message them and txt them at the same time. I don't get it?

I asked her should I get a myspace profile. She said, yes that would be cool, but I was never under any circumstances to leave her a message like "Can you pick up bread on the way home?" Or " Why are you on the computer when you should be doing your homework" because that would be soooo uncool. I'm not sure what sort of an eejit she takes me for. I'd love to do it for the crack though. Chances are I'd never be forgiven.

She's at home today. She's been off for the last few days and I suppose Sunday didn't help. Once again I was there with the kettle to make tea. She'd be lost without me and my tea making skills. Mammy2 provided hugs and cuddles. I stood and looked awkard. Its what I do best.

No word from NCAD. They usually make their provisional offers in March. I really hope she gets an offer. She has to drop her portfolio into Dun Laoghaire on Thursday morning. That leaves 2 colleges then. I think I'm more stressed then she is about this.