For years, each time Wicked came to the TBPAC, I have asked Lynn to take me, and for years he has refused. He simply had no interest in the show. Then, GLEE's cast sang Defying Gravity.

We're going in February, which is the earliest opportunity. Lol! I love Glee more for giving me the chance to see Wicked! Hooray!

Something has changed within me
Something is not the same
I'm through with playing by the rules of someone else's game
Too late for second-guessing
Too late to go back to sleep
It's time to trust my instincts, close my eyes, and leap!

It's time to try defying gravity
I think I'll try defying gravity
Kiss me goodbye, I'm defying gravity
And you wont bring me down!

I'm through accepting limits
''cause someone says they're so
Some things I cannot change but till I try, I'll never know!
Too long I've been afraid of
Losing love I guess I've lost
Well, if that's love, it comes at much too high a cost!

I'd sooner buy defying gravity
Kiss me goodbye I'm defying gravity
I think I'll try defying gravity
And you wont bring me down!

I'd sooner buy defying gravity
Kiss me goodbye I'm defying gravity
I think I'll try defying gravity
And never bring me down!
bring me down!
ohh ohhh ohhhh!

Friday afternoon I got an e-mail from sister1, which included a list of twenty questions she wanted answers to about a report she'd requested earlier in the day.

With the help of another individual, I began tracking down what went wrong with inventory. I ran a few reports. The other lady counted the stock. When it appeared I had an answer, I wrote it up and asked sister2 to read it and then fax it to sister1.

I wanted her to read it because it looked like it was a problem with the way the items were released, and it appeared that both she and the other order entry person had done it incorrectly at least once. Also, because I had explained, in the document, how to prevent this from happening again.

Ten minutes later she entered my office to say she "took exception" to the part that said she'd released the item incorrectly. She showed me the release, which was clearly correct.

At this point, in my mind, it was time to move on. I began trying to talk about the next step in figuring out what WAS wrong. However, she was convinced that I would still be accusing her. Each time I tried to speak, she began defending herself - before she could even hear what I was saying. She became louder and louder. I tried six times to say the same sentence before I finally asked her to leave my office. I told her that if she would not allow me to speak, then our conversation was over. She refused to leave. I asked her to do so twice more, admittedly I was getting louder at this point, too. She still refused, so I left my own office. She followed me, threatening to "take this up with" our general manager. I invited her to do so, and I went back into my office and closed the door behind me. I didn't come out for 45 minutes.

This woman is an hourly employee, and I am a manager. If I managed HER department, she'd have been fired months ago for gross incompetence, but I do not manage her department.

Up until today, I have not spoken with her about anything non-work-related. I do not feel that she is a human being who is in control of her mouth or her emotions, and I have no use for someone who behaves that way.

However, I became tired of having to reign in what I say to others in that office just because I don't care for her to know anything about me. Contrarily, though, I was unwilling to just forgive her when she hadn't even had the decency to apologize.

So, I went to her office when no one else was in there (I didn't want to embarrass her) and let her know that I was still upset about her outburst, and that I found it completely unacceptable. Her reply was that she "felt ostracized" all week. To which I responded that of COURSE she felt ostracized. I hadn't been speaking to her, after all.

She proceeded to tell me that she'd worked in the business world much longer than I have, and she'd been shouted at and cussed at before. I asked her if that made it an acceptable behavior. She finally got around to admitting that it was not.

Never once, in the whole conversation, did she apologize. I'm afraid she will probably continue to feel ostracized, because I still want nothing to do with her. She spent too much of the conversation trying to make it my fault. "Well, everyone in this office is always blaming me whenever something goes wrong...." This is true. Do you know WHY everyone blames her? It's because she is usually the one who messed up. In this case she was NOT the one who messed up. However, considering the information I had to go on, it surely looked as though she had. It's not as if I just assumed that, with nothing to back me up.

Furthermore, I did NOT approach her and ACCUSE her of screwing up. Sister1 asked me for answers. I provided them as best I could. I did not pretend that ONLY sister2's release looked wrong on that report. I fully disclosed that the other customer service person's release looked wrong, too. She behaves as though I singled her out to make her look bad when, in fact, the whole situation would have gone in an entirely different direction when the next report was run, without her having to draw attention to herself and make herself look like a child.

So, that's been my work week so far. I've really had about enough. I'm seriously considering becoming a stay-at-home mom.

Lastly, yes, I raised my voice as well. The last time I was shouted at, it was by my FATHER, and I was a CHILD. Admittedly, I didn't handle it well. Next time, I will just continue to sit silently at my desk and let her shout. I won't bother trying to speak. Because I'm sure there will be a next time. People who don't feel the least bit bad when they are that rude are bound to be that rude again.

Next time, however, I expect my GM to ask her to leave FOR me, or I doubt I will continue to be employed there. I will not be spoken to that way.

I was on the phone with my "little" brother yesterday, on my way back to the office from lunch. His 17th birthday is today, so I was asking him what he wanted. (Yes, I'm a slacker and had not purchased him anything. Fortunately, Amazon gift cards arrive instantaneously.)

As I pulled up at a red light, there was a black pickup one car ahead of me, in the lane to the left. Out of the passenger side window hung a young man, approximately my little brother's age. Certainly not older. In fact, I would guess he was closer to 14-15 years old.

First he winked at me. Then he started making what he appeared to think were seductive kissy-lips at me. When he got no reaction, he became still more obvious.

For those of you who are unaware, I am thirty-two years old. Because I am a MEAN old woman, I attempted to stifle my laughter long enough to tell my little brother what was going on. He agreed that the young man would certainly be mortified if he'd known he was flirting with someone my age. We had a good laugh at the kid's expense.

Please, if you are young - or even if you aren't - don't try to be openly sexual in public with people you don't know. They might be laughing AT you instead of with you.

I want to post something, but I don't have anything to write about.

My leg still hurts. I got new medicine that helps for about 3 hours at a time. I get to take another one around 6. It makes me really dizzy, so I have to wait until I'm home for the night.

Work is still sucky. Two people were fired, and all their stuff was given to me to "watch," by which they mean, "do." I'm still sorting through their files and trying to make them fit in my office.

I'm adhering to a fairly loose diet, just so I don't outgrow all my clothes while I can't work out.

I finally finished reading the whole Sword of Truth series. clovecigarettes, do you want me to ship it to you? You'll still need to get books 3 & 4 from the library, but after that, you'll have them all. :) I doubt I'll ever want to read them again.....

I'm still playing Fairyland over on FB. If you aren't playing it with me yet, please start! I'm having a horrible time trying to find a fox and could use all the help I can get. ;)

That's all. Told you I was boring!

Many of you fine folks are aware (though many more are not) that I practically grew up in Children's Hospital, down in Pittsburgh. I had somewhere between 20 and 30 surgeries there, and my chart is three books long - each as thick as a Webster's dictionary (if anyone can remember what a printed dictionary looks like....).

They are involved in a contest - a game room for the kids is being given away by Microsoft, apparently. They aren't winning, but they should be.

Yes, you have to give them your information to be allowed to vote. Please do it anyway. You might win an XBOX, after all, and it's for a good cause. :)

http://xbox.childrensmiraclenetwork.org/default.aspx

If you are shy about giving out your name, then please at least tell people about the contest. CHP is a great hospital, and they do a lot for the kids, but this would really be something special. The days get really, really dull when you're spending two weeks at a time in a hospital, especially when you're twelve years old.

I have made a friends cut. A sizeable one. If I never hear from you, you probably got a notification in your inbox. (Unless I know you in person, of course.) I didn't do it to be mean. There were just a lot of folks with whom I am not in touch, anymore. Please don't feel like I'll be offended if you remove me in return.

If I suck, and you and I HAVE spoken recently, but I took you off anyway? Just let me know. I'll put you right back. It isn't like I don't WANT to be friends. I just want the friends list to reflect reality.

Seriously. For the last two workdays, I have attempted to make Outlook 2007 work in Vista Home Basic, SP2. It just WON'T. I've scoured the message boards. I've downloaded the "recovery disc," which is in torrent (which I don't really know how to use) and attempted to make a recovery CD out of it, only to find that the files have no data in them. 0 MB. Brilliant. I have added the suggested registry lines. I have done EVERYTHING that ANYONE has suggested MIGHT work. And still every time I open Outlook, it begins configuring.

All I want, at this point, is to be able to re-partition the hard drive and start over. Sadly, I can't even do THAT, because this computer arrived with NO VISTA CD in the box. In fact, of the FIVE computers we have purchased with this accursed OS, not ONE of them has an OS Installation CD.

This is intended to be an all-inclusive list of every fanfic I've written for the HP Fandom. With luck, I will find links to all the places my stories are archived....with a lot of luck. I fear there have been some places archiving my stories with neither my knowledge nor my permission (not that I mind, as long as my name is attached to it). If you're still active in the fandom, and you know of anywhere else that one of these stories is archived, please let me know. Thanks!

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This week, I unlocked all my Muriel stories, so that a new friend (who doesn't have a livejournal) can read them. In the process, I re-read them. Considering it was the first thing I ever wrote, I think it turned out alright. Rather skin-and-bones...it could have been fleshed out a bit, for certain. But I don't write much fanfic anymore, and there's hardly any sense in going back to make alterations, now.

I DID notice, however, that there was a story missing from the lineup. Without it, several things at the end don't make much sense. So, here it is:

( Taking Sides )

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Thursday, August 6th was our last full day in Ireland, as we had to spend Friday traveling. We got off to a slow start, having a lazy breakfast, chatting with Chris and Jane, who own The Tudor Lodge. (Aside: I paused here and went to leave a review for them at one of the travel websites - something we said we would do during that conversation. I think I'll probably leave several, on all the major travel websites I can find. We had that much fun, and they were that nice.)

When we finally left the lodge, we drove to the Upper Lake and walked out to the old Miner's Village. The trail was mostly through woodland, but once in a while you got a really lovely view of the lake.



I climbed around a lot on the rocks, because I just really enjoy doing that. Always have. The mine was a much more recent ruin than all the others we'd seen - it was open into the early 1900's. Jane, our hostess, was the daughter of the only man ever killed while working there - he was in charge of dynamite. She wasn't in the room when her husband recommended that we walk up that way. She was only three, and her brother was younger. :(

There was also a waterfall out there, but we didn't have time to keep walking up to it. It's a three hour trip all the way around the lake, and some of it is nearly vertical. The path looks very scary.

After we'd crawled around that ruin for a short time, we went back to the hotel and got cleaned up for dinner. We ate at a very nice restaurant in Laragh, and had a really lovely time. Michelle, the Romanian woman who makes breakfast and cleans the rooms at our B&B, works there in the evenings, so we made sure to get a table in her section. And she, in turn, treated us like gold - as she had all week. When our dessert arrived, there was a sparkler in it, and she wished us Happy Anniversary. Really sweet and thoughtful girl. She said she'd been waiting all week to do it, and was starting to worry that we weren't really going to come there for dinner at all.

We went to bed reasonably early, and got up early to go to the airport. And then we spent the day traveling. We finally got to our house at 12:30AM on Saturday morning (today). And today I should have spent doing laundry, but I've mostly been catching up on these posts. The internet at the B&B went down just after I got sick, so I've had to post everything since then today.

We've got everyone's souvenirs out on the dining room table, and we're trying to remember which things we bought for which folks. Lol! I didn't realize we'd bought so many souvenirs! And there are several things we got for ourselves, too. Lynn has a Celtic Knot pinky ring that's very nice, and a car tag that he'll probably put up in the TV room that says WICKLOW, and another that says EIRE for his truck, as well as several tee-shirts. I got my sheeps wool scarf, a necklace made of Connemara-mined marble, another necklace of a fairy holding a dangly shamrock, and a gorgeous emerald claddaugh ring. And, of course, we both have the 3500 pictures we took. *winks*

A selection of the pictures can be found in my scrapbook, this includes but is not limited to the images I've been including in posts. If you haven't been clicking on the pictures to take you to the scrapbook, after reading, then now is the time. There are 80 pictures there, right now, and I tried to caption each one with info that maybe wasn't in the post for that day. I think I've posted most of my favorites, but there may be more later (though it's kind of a pain to put things in the right order when posting them after the fact).

So, thank you, everyone, for following along. I'm going to go back and answer comments here shortly. Perhaps right after I order this pizza. ;) But it was really fun sharing with everyone all the fun we've had.

On Wednesday, we drove back to Co. Meath (North of Dublin) to Trim. Trim has a true, medieval castle. The one, in fact, in which Mel Gibson filmed some scenes of Braveheart.

Trim Castle sits on the River Boyne, and has a defensable outer wall, with several guard towers, a river-access to allow supplies inside, and a tower on one corner of the wall (broken now) which was added later, when the family moved OUT of the keep. There was also a "great hall" for entertaining, that was built just inside the wall, on the river-side. And then there's the keep. Truely astounding! Time has stripped it down to just the stone walls, which are covered in a green growth of some kind. Ireland has put in modern walkways and stairs to replace anything that was originally made of wood - floors, etc. The effect is romance meets industrial. It was definitely a tour. The good news was, since it was basically just rock, we were allowed to take pictures inside.

We did part of the river walk before going into the castle. It was the LEAST expensive castle tour we did, but arguably the most interesting. Since I'm such a fantasy buff, it was really entertaining to me to see the more practical aspects of living in a castle such as this one.



On the hill, across the river, was a broken tower. We walked up there as well, and were rewarded with a fabulous view of Trim Castle.

On Tuesday I awoke feeling much, MUCH better, and very bored with being in bed. So, we decided we would take the trip North to Co. Meath and see Newgrange. When we got there, they sold us tickets for a bus tour that was almost three hours from that time. As we'd come through town (Slane), we had passed the entrance to Slane Castle, where the Celtic Woman DVD "A New Journey" had been recorded, and we decided we'd go back there and take the tour.

The castle was gorgeous, inside and out. Because people lived there up into the nineties, it has been updated several times. Recently, though, a whole wing of it burned to ashes, and had to be rebuilt. Those rooms are particularly modern. Like Kilkenny Castle, we weren't allowed to take any pictures inside. But that's okay because the outside looked awesome!



Afterwards, we went back to the visitor center for Newgrange and had something to eat. Then, we realized we were running late and we had them exchange our tickets for a later bus, so we could finish our lunch. We looked around the center, which was very educational - and I mean that in an INTERESTING way. Lol! We watched their movie about ancient druids, etc. It was really neat. Finally, we caught the bus out to the site. Ours was the last tour.

This might have been the most completely awesome thing we saw in Ireland. Newgrange predates the Egyptian pyramids by 500 years. It is a ring of massive stones, some with carvings, built on the top of a hill. above the stones, there is a wall made of quartz, which the guide explained must have come from over 40km away, and been hauled up there to build the place. Above that, a dirt dome is covered in grass. It appears that the whole thing was made so that, after so many years had passed, the exterior would slide, hiding the place entirely - and that's exactly what happened. For several centuries, that hill looked just like any other. And then one day a minor lord needed rock to build something, so he sent some locals up that hill to gather it, and they found the entrance stone, with all the carvings. Being superstitious, they refused to look anymore.

When it was investigated, they found the interior of the mound - a tomb with three chambers. On the day of the winter solstice, the sun hits the center chamber. VERY Indiana Jones.

After the tour, we went to dinner at the Millhouse Restaurant. Quite old in its own right, the Millhouse dates back to the industrial revolution (that's sort of the benchmark for "old" in America. Lol!), when the stream was diverted to use for grinding corn into flower. The restaurant is fabulous - instead of tables and chairs, you sit on sofas and eat on coffee tables. And the folks there were very friendly, telling us all about the history of the place, and of Slane Castle.

All in all, a lovely day. I was so glad I hadn't missed it and had to spend another day in bed!

On Sunday the 2nd, we slept in late and then headed over to Enniskerry to see Powerscourt House in the daylight - this is the place the Celtic Woman recording was held on Thursday night. They had cleaned the stage, speakers and lighting all out of the way, and not left a TRACE behind. There were no marks on the grass, and it didn't even really look trampled, though we'd all been sitting in folding chairs on that lawn just a few evenings before!

Before we went to see the house, though, we drove out to the waterfall. About five minutes away, on the other side of the property, is the highest waterfall in Ireland. It was REALLY beautiful! I'm told the river wasn't very high, so it wasn't as impressive as it might have been, but it sure seemed impressive to ME!



After we'd crawled around on the rocks and taken many, many pictures of the falls, we drove back over to the house. We took a lot of pictures there, too. The gardens were lovely. They began with a very regimented section full of roses and manicured trees, with a few hyacinth bushes thrown in for good measure. I didn't know those WERE bushes, since I'd only ever seen them as house plants. But they were gorgeous, especially the purple.

Then you pass a gate and come to a fountain surrounded by a wildflower garden. This was a favorite. The bee picture is from that section. Then you follow a little path that takes you down to the pet cemetery, where the family has been burying their favorite pets for four hundred years. There were some very touching memorials. My favorite was for a cow that gave over 100,000 gallons of milk and produced 15 calves in 15 years. Good cow.

After that came the Japanese section of the garden, which was my favorite! Really lovely, with waterfalls, and stairs to climb up to see where the water comes from. Green little grottos that look like they could be filled with water and stuck straight into "The Little Mermaid" as part of the scenery.

We stayed until they closed at 5:30 and then headed back towards Laragh. On the way, we remembered that the Glendalough Tavern was supposed to have live music that night, so we stopped there and had dinner. Trying to keep to my diet, I ordered the vegetarian selection. It was a goat cheese tart, and it TASTED great. (A little foreshadowing for you: it tasted great going down.)

There was quite a crowd there, because two men were having their 40th birthday party. We danced and drank and talked to some nice ladies who'd come from Dublin to enjoy their holiday weekend in the country. They sat with us, because there just were not enough tables for everyone. Some folks played pool for a long time, until the dancing started, and then the pool table had to be moved, to avoid it being destroyed.



It was rather a wild party, but we had SO much fun. The band was good, though they mostly played American tunes. Some of the (exceedingly drunk) locals offered to sing us some pub songs, but then discovered they didn't KNOW any Irish pub songs, which was even more entertaining. We started suggesting Celtic Woman songs, and they kept asking, "how does it go?" so I did most of the singing. Lol!

We finally got home around 2am. I had a nice shower, and I was beat, but happy, when I crawled into bed. Thirty seconds later my stomach rolled, and I launched myself back OUT of the bed. I made it to the bathroom, thankfully. I'd have been very upset if I'd ruined the carpet. We think it was the goat cheese, and the dancing and the wine......and several days of messing up my diet, all combined to make the perfect storm. I was miserable all night. Every time I moved, my stomach threatened to heave. It finally made good on the promise at about 4am, when I rolled over and immediately had to run for the bathroom again.

We don't have any pictures at all to share from Monday, as I slept through it entirely. I got up in time to go to dinner with Lynn and watch him eat, and swallow a bit of water, which I felt lucky to be able to keep down. I went back to bed as soon as we returned to the Lodge. While I was sleeping, the owner walked to his friend's place and got me some food sickness medication, which I started taking every four hours, when I inevitably woke up and had to use the restroom for the SECOND half of the violent reaction. It was like having rotovirus. Absolutely wretched.

On the way back from our castle tour, we noticed a ruin near the road as we passed through Baltinglass. It turned out to be an ancient abbey, constructed in the 1100's! We stopped and took some pictures there, too. They'd built a new Catholic church just next to it, and the graveyard was still in use.

Saturday we set out for Co. Kilkenny, to tour Kilkenny Castle. It was about a three hour drive, and the furthest we've been from the Lodge so far. On our way out of Glendalough on the road West, we came across a ruin built high up on the mountain. We stopped for half an hour and looked around. There was a gorgeous view of the valley from there.



We made it to Kilkenny, having knocked off someone's driver's side mirror in Carlow on the way. They were parked on BOTH sides of the road, halway up on the sidewalk through the middle of town. I don't know what they THOUGHT was going to happen, but someone's mirror was bound to get destroyed, doing that.....

Kilkenny Castle was very impressive. It was almost entirely restored. They were still working on the front, so I don't have any pictures of that (the orange barriers didn't look very good), but the rest of the place was great. They wouldn't let us take pictures inside - the paintings might get ruined, for one thing. And for another, I guess other such places have had trouble with people taking pictures of the locations of certain, expensive items for the purposes of sneaking in to steal them later! Consequently, all my pictures are of the exterior, which is a shame - there were some really lovely decorative details inside. Little frogs and snails carved into the molding on the staircases, paintings of women and animals on the trusses of the long painting gallery, way up near the roof.....gorgeous.

Friday was a very rainy day. We slept in, ate, and went back sleep. I've got no pictures to show you from that day at all. We finally left the hotel around 2pm, and ended up at the Glendalough Tavern for dinner (since we'd slept through lunch). We did some shopping at their souvenir shop, which had much nicer things than the shop here in Laragh. Then we went for a drive. We didn't see much - lots of pine trees. Lol! We did travel over one of the hills and got to see a nice waterfall a ways south of here, but we couldn't get close to it, and it was raining so hard there was no sense taking a picture. It was very hazy, at the top of the hill.

Today we are headed to Kilkenny to see a castle or two there. I'm not sure which one we'll end up at. The streets here very literally have no names, as the U2 song says. You follow the signs to the town you want, and then there will be more signs, to the next town.....so, we're headed west to Hollywood, and then south to Kilkenny. After that, whatever we find is what we find, I guess. :)

After spending the early afternoon running around Wicklow Town, we headed North to Powerscourt Gardens, where the recording for the next Celtic Woman DVD was taking place. We got there early, and there were probably fifty people ahead of us in line, out of an estimated 400 who eventually showed up.

We stood in the line for several hours. I, of course, was in heels, but I had a pair of flip-flops that Lynn retrieved for me from the car, and that made it much more bearable. We got to talking with the guy from the production company who was assigned to watch the line and help anyone who got lost. He was very nice, so we chatted with him while we waited.

Powerscourt was really gorgeous, and we're planning to go back on Tuesday to see the gardens and to make a trip out to the waterfall. It's a long way from the house, though, and we haven't decided if we'll hike or drive.....

We'd just begun to settle into our seats, waving away the midges that were swarming in front of our faces as a result of yesterday's rain, when we heard someone calling our names - it was the guy from the production company, and he was waving us over to seats only fiv rows back, on the other side of the stage. He'd found two people who HAD reserved seats, but who had CLAIMED unreserved ones....very GOOD unreserved ones, as it turned out. We sat just behind the performers' family and friends. And then, as if that hadn't been an amazing ENOUGH thing to do, he'd also given our names to the MC, who congratulated us from the stage and made everyone clap. Lol!

The show was really lovely. Lots of new songs, and beautiful new costumes for the girls. Sadly, just after the half-way point, the lights suddenly went out in the middle of a song. The girls kept singing, and the orchestra kept playing, so they got the audio from it, but it took them about half an hour, and two more takes before the lights STAYED on, and they got a good one.

They had to do a few other songs twice, but we didn't mind - though I'm sure the girls were annoyed sometimes. At least one take had to be redone because there was someone taking pictures with her flash on. *shakes head* They specifically asked folks NOT to do that, because it ruins the video for use on the DVD. We don't have any pictures once the show began, but there are a few in the scrapbook from before and after the show. Oh, and I've updated the layout of the scrapbook to be easier to navigate. Just click the little single arrow at the upper right to advance to the next image.

Thursday began as a lazy day. We slept late, knowing we'd be up late that night. We ate and headed back over to Wicklow Town, because we hadn't yet seen the Black Castle Ruins at the harbor. And, okay, also we had to pick up my coat from the dry cleaner's, because I dumped foundation powder all over it by accident on Tuesday morning. :P

The dry cleaner had the coat ready right on time, thank heavens, because we were on our way to Powerscourt Gardens for the Celtic Woman recording, but I'll post about that later.

We spent an hour or so out at the harbor, taking pictures. The ruin and surrounding beach was gorgeous, though not exactly welcoming to swimmers. The stairs were just cut into the rock, not laid with stone, but the tower itself must have been pretty impressive at one time. It was chilly and windy, and I was dressed for the Celtic Woman show, so I was quite cold, but it was still well worth the trip. I've got lots of great desktop-wallpaper pictures. :)

Breakfast went better today. She brought me three eggs and no meat, and I had the oatmeal substitute again. I'm getting used to it and didn't need to put sugar in this time.

We went to Wicklow Town today, and I've uploaded just a FEW photos of that, as most of them were pretty messy. We did some souvenir shopping, having been warned not to do it in Laraugh, where we're staying - there's only one shoppe here, so they've got the market cornered.



When we were worn out from walking around, and shopping, we headed back toward Laraugh. We had dinner at the pub up in town, but there was NOTHING there that fit anywhere into my diet. :( I'm afraid I was quite bad. We won't be able to eat there again, but we're going back on Friday night for drinks and to hear the live band they're advertising.

Tomorrow we will go back to Wicklow Town to see the Black Castle Ruins on the shore! Then, off to the Celtic Woman concert at Powerscourt Gardens. That's going to be a late night! Lol! The show doesn't even begin until after sundown - which is after ten here right now. (I think - I haven't got the times quite down, yet.)