Mid-Week Lull

I haven't posted the past two days because I have done nothing worthy of posting about. I have been reminded of things that I miss and things that I like, though.

I really miss microwave popcorn, particularly kettlecorn in the little individual serving bags. That is my favorite snack, and when I pop it in the small bags, I am never tempted to eat three servings of popcorn all at once.

I love public transportation and being able to get anywhere by a combination of tram, bus, and feet. The other day I took the LUAS into town and completed a little shopping for necessities in the morning and got back home in plenty of time to change and have lunch before class. How useful! I was able to purchase and send a handful of postcards, so look out for some mail!

For class on Tuesday we went to the National Gallery to look at art. I'm still not quite clear on how this fits in with what we're doing in class, but I don't really get this particular class (Devising). The paintings pictured above are both by Jack Yeats, Ireland's most prized painter. I particularly enjoyed the paintings in the current Yeats exhibition, because they all related to circus/carnival/masquerade themes. My favorite painting was called The Fisherman's Mother and was an intimate and beautiful portrait of an elderly woman. I bought a postcard print of it.

This morning I was determined to go to the Irish Museum of Natural History. Peter and I stopped at Bewley's Oriental Cafe for chai tea to warm our chilled faces and fingers, then proceeded to the museum right outside of Merrion Square. IT WAS CLOSED. Indefinitely. I was so upset. I had really been excited to see this museum. So, we walked on Nassau St. and visited all of the tourist shops. We found the Blarney Woolen Mills outlet, which sells relatively inexpensive fishermen's sweaters. I also found a great store that sells Irish woolen scarves and tweeds. However, the museum closure made me really sad and cranky and I was kind of in a bad mood all day as a result - irrational, I know, but it just really started my day on a sour note. So, to the detriment of others, I was being a glummypuss for the rest of the day. I'm feeling better now, mostly because the psuedo stir fry Peter and I made for supper was really tasty.

Tomorrow I'm going to the Dublin Writers Museum (if it's open. I'll call ahead this time!) We don't have class until 4:30 PM tomorrow, so I'm going to maximize the day and do a little sightseeing before class. It's Movement class, so I can bank on my muscles being achy and sore again for the weekend. Our teacher really works us, and at first I dreaded going to that class, but now it's getting more fun. I'm feeling very comfortable with the rest of the group and they're all very nice, intelligent people to work with.