Thursday, November 19, 2009

Feeling no Pain ...



I had the best of intentions today to write a non-moaning post about the magnificence of being alive.

I got lead astray.

Delicious eats at a favourite hostelry, Milanos, accompanied by 2 bottles of Pinot Grigio, scintillating conversation, and the solving of the world's problems.

Now I'm home and feeling no pain.

Life is good.

So tis away to the bed with me.

I'll sleep to fight another day of Nabloblahblah.

Codhlamh samh!

4 comments:

Pauline said...

You said, "I had the best of intentions today to write a non-moaning post about the magnificence of being alive."

And so you did!

Molly said...

And while you're enjoying your "codladh samh" I'm here, scratching about for some eleventh hour [literally] inspiration.

For the non-Irish speakers out there [and there surely are a few!] "codladh samh" means "Sleep well or soundly." It sounds like "colla sawve." It's something I want to make haste to do, except there's this problem of Nabloblahblah!

J Cosmo Newbery said...

Life, as it should be.

Lee said...

The path from the wine bottle is paved with good intenssshionsss.