Thursday, March 17, 2011

I love this photo of a St. Patrick's parade in Dublin, Ireland. It is kind of Macabre and so are the ancient legends fairy tales and songs.

I found this one song which comes from The Brodbdingnagian Fairy Tales. But I have heard of the Green and Orange fights before, it is humorous.

Oh, it is the biggest mix-up that you have ever seen.

My father, he was Orange and me mother, she was Green.

My father was an Ulster man, proud Protestant was he.
My mother was a Catholic girl, from county Cork was she.
They were married in two churches, lived happily enough,
Until the day that I was born and things got rather tough.

Baptized by Father Riley, I was rushed away by car, To be made a little Orange man, my father's shining star.
I was christened "David Anthony," but still, in spite of that,
To me father, I was William, while my mother called me Pat.

With Mother every Sunday, to Mass I'd proudly stroll.
Then after that, the Orange lodge would try to save my soul.
For both sides tried to claim me, but I was smart because
I'd play the flute or play the harp,depending where I was.

Now when I'd sing those rebel songs,
much of me mother's joy,
Me father would jump up and say, "Look here would you me boy.
That's quite enough of that lot", he'd then toss me a coin
And he'd have me sing the Orange Flute or the Heroes of the Boyne
One day me Ma's relations came round to visit me.
Just as my father's kinfolk were all sitting down to tea.
We tried to smooth things over, but they all began to fight.
And me, being strictly neutral, I bashed everyone in sight.

My parents never could agree about my type of school.
My learning was all done at home, that's why I'm such a fool.
They've both passed on, God rest 'em. but left me caught between
That awful color problem of the Orange and the Green.

Background: Andrew This song is one of the few that actually poles fun of the religious differnces of Ireland. He remembers growing up and his dad told him that the Scottish wear orange on St. Patrick's Day. I didn't realize why until a couple years ago. One of the reasons for the division of Ireland into North and South Ireland is because the North is predominately Protestant (Orange) and the South is predominately Catholic (Green).

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

A Wise old Indian

Getting up at 4 am is becoming a habit all of a sudden. I can not sleep any more and I can't take naps during the day. I am so full of energy! I took a walk this morning a 8 am with the guys and all our dogs. Sandy our new dog, Murphy the neighbor dog and my lil girl Tusa.

I am nice an thin now so I get cold very easily although it was 46 degrees I have long johns on, furry coat hat and gloves. I had to cut my walk short and go back cause my lungs are weak. I need to exercise them the most.

I waited for the guys on my porch with a cup of coffee enjoying the birds singing and the fresh smell of rain.

Monday, March 14, 2011

New Look

Today is truly a new day on blogger for me. I about choked when I came back after the super bowl and saw what I did to my poor blog design. I know, the Super Bowl was a very long time ago. What a mess I had made. Oh well choke it up to living in the spacey zone.

I like my new look cause I am an Irish girl! It fits me to a tee. My O'Neil ancestors which by the way somewhere dropped on of the L's in their name came by boat in the 1800's to the shores of Canada. They really took a long trip in the Canadian frontier. They ended up eventually in British ColumbiaI have a great many relatives up North and most of them are older then me.

But here is to the Irish folk and who ever can relate.

May those who love us love us.

And those that don't love us,

May God turn their hearts.

And if He doesn't turn their hearts,

May he turn their ankles,

So we'll know them by their


Friday, February 4, 2011

Yeah Steelers

I am so exited! I got a call on my phone, never mind it was an automated call. I got the call!!!!

I am a Steeler's die hard fan, have been since an old boyfriend of mine got me hooked watching them.

Yeah maybe some of it had to do with liking him. Well yeah it was all about liking him since I never watched football till I met him. LOL

The TV station in my area was fighting renewing a contract with FOX. Guess who one. Fox went off the are 2 weeks ago and left us in the dark watching the playoffs.

They got phoned and emailed and people shut off Direct TV and went to Dish. Some went and got antenna's with the boxes etc etc etc.

Last night the phone call said they are going back on the air and sorry for any inconvenience.

Me is happy girl going to grill the brats and make Frank's Chicken Wings. Gotta have a Guacamole and Ranch dip. Yummmy

Oh yeah, I have to mention I got the Steeler's Mascot from another Blogger.

Sunday, January 30, 2011

The East End of the Columbia

This is the wonderful Columbia River coming down from Eastern Washington where I live now and going to the Pacific ocean several hundred miles away.

I like living on the river with all the different birds like Bald Eagles and Golden Eagles, Pelicans and such flying by. There are even Beaver here living in the back waters and lots of deer passing by.

About the only critter I have not encountered here are squirrels, not a one. Our little village is so isolated none have gotten here or hitched a ride on a train yet.

Oh yes we have lots of trains running by up and down the river at least they don't toot their horns every time they go by or we would go crazy. They just shoot on by.

Over cast and grey today and is 39 degrees out.

I feel great today and walked over to a friends house three blocks away with the North wind blowing in my face, sooooo cold!

Did I say my hair is growing back for the third time? Maybe I won't lose it this time. I am sick of seeing a bald head starring back at me in the mirror.

I am wearing a red turtleneck today because the color red makes me feel good too and of coarse my harley hat to keep that darn head of mine warm!!! I need more hair.

Saturday, January 29, 2011

New Day In Paradise

Here we are the second day with happy pills, I call them that because they are pills to give me energy and no nausea. Actually they are "Ondansetron" and "Dexamethasone". This is why I am actually able to write this blog for the second day in a row! Lord willin he will step in when the pills go away and I can continue on piddling away here with my mundane rambling.
I have a wonderful friend which I call not my sister in the Lord but my daughter in the Lord. Her name is Anne or some spell it Annie. I have known this kid will she was still a bun in the oven. My daughter and her have been tight buds since could pull each others hair and I mean that literally. They would scream and cry and keep going at it. Honery lil girls.
But she grew up and God gave her a gift it has been a hard one for her to learn or should I say wrap her mind and spirit around. She has words for people and dreams about them to share.
She has had a few for me even though she hasn't seen me in 25 years and we live a couple of hundred miles away. Through my daughter she got my phone number and the Lord has given her words of encouragement and scriptures that are confirmed to me, and to give her the guts to step out on a limb like that. She truly hears from the Lord.
Her latest word has been not to listen to the enemy accusing me in my ear. This confirms what I had just read in Zechariah when Joshua the High Priest stood before the Angel of the Lord all dirty and satan standing at his right hand to resist him. The Angel said, The Lord rebuke you Satan. The Angel took the dirty garments off Joshua and put clean ones on him instead. Joshua, he said, Behold I have caused your sin to pass from you.
Our battle is in our minds, that is why we need the helmet of Salvation to cover our minds. We are in a battle with satan. We don't have to take his dirty little lies. The Lord covers us!
She shared a wonderful book called, " Battlefield of the Mind" by Joyce Meyer. It is all about what we choose to listen to. We with the help of the holy spirit can win.
I am into winning battles especially the battle of cancer along the rocky path.
Now that I am done sucking away at my Jolly Rancher I am done here today!

Friday, January 28, 2011

Post Doctor Day

Since I moved last Spring to Plymouth, Washington. It is a whole different world of people places and things growing in the ground. We live on the Columbia River now but we are in the desert. We don't have dust here we have sand. We live in a banana belt now and am loving it! We call it the village since we only have a post office and tavern. The two most important businesses to have these days, hahahaaaaa. Our mail is always missing or sent back and the Tavern thinks everyone that goes there is a trucker cause it give you enough on one plate to feed three people. Oh no they won't give you any thing less even if you say you will pay for it. They will give ya an extra plate and utensils to eat with though at no extra charge. They differently know how to make people fat with lots of high cholesterol here!

The authorities have outlawed digging up artifacts of Native Americans. I can understand why. There are burial grounds here and lots of history in those arrow heads and pottery. We have a very prosperous casino about 45 minutes down the road called Wild horse, just past Pendleton.

I happen to travel up the River on the Oregon side about 56 miles to see a wonderful Oncology Doctor, Dr. Bronstein has his practice in Walla Walla, Washington. I always say ya can't go wrong with a long hair Jewish doctor. Smart he is!
He adjusted my treatments to a different chemo therapy since the last on I have been using just wouldn't kick that cancer. It would come back in less then 3 months. That is not good. I just hope and pray this new treatment with the help of the Lord will wipe it out for good.

My blood counts are showing improvement every time I go in which is every 2 weeks now. I was going in every week and it almost totally wiped out my white blood cells so he had to stop chemo for a week for it to replenish itself.
On ward Christian Soldier marching off to war, that's me, helmet of Salvation, sword of the Spirit, breastplate of righteousness, girded around the waist with Truth and my feet shod with the preparation with the gospel of Peace.