What’s on the iPod: Rain by Scott Blasey
Today is the last post you’ll get out of me until the end of the month, but stick around. Plenty of folks have helped fill this blog with excellent information and advice.
I spent yesterday putting things in order. Let me say I LOVE AT&T Wireless. Setting up the cell phone for international service was so easy. Even more, they reminded me that 800 numbers can’t be accessed overseas, and that I should get local numbers for my bank should I need them. That’s customer service you don’t often see. And it’s welcome. Make that two companies in two weeks to do something right. I had been worrying out loud when they acquired Cingular, because I loved Cingular. So far, so good.
We’ll be on a plane tonight at 10 pm. Somewhere in the middle of the night here, I’ll be setting foot on Irish soil. Excitement is a mere word compared to how I’m feeling. We’ve tried planning the trip around the purported homelands of my ancestors, but lord, there were so many ancestors! We’re heading to the counties of Donegal (Gallaghers), Mayo (O’Malleys), Armagh (Fergusons – the Scottish contingent), and around Lough Erne where the Carrs and Mulligans may have been. And he’s looking up his side, too. I knew there was a reason I was drawn to him – it does a heart good to know there’s Irish blood beating in that man’s heart.
Got the invoices out, the queries out, the away response up, and the work done for now. The notebook is going with me, but only to let the ramblings that start to pour out find a soft landing place. This will be a vacation of discovery, and I don’t want to miss nor forget a minute of it.
For now, slán. I’ll be back before you know it.