Irish Pirate Queen
From hither and hence hailed the great Irish Pirate Queen Grace O'Malley!
WELCOME to my web page! I hope I figure out how to do this although just how hard can it be nowadays?
I lost my Pirate Queen spiel! Oy vey!
I am an ancestor of the great Irish Pirate Queen Grace O'Malley who hailed from Clare Island, County Mayo where my paternal grandfather was born.
A spunky Grace sailed the high seas and took on the likes of no less than the infamous Queen Elizabeth of England, daughter of the gravely misogynistic Henry VIII.
I am inclined to think that I inherited my rebellious streak from Grace- perhaps for a lack of a better explanation and a rather stylish one at that!
And here is my newly established BLOG! Actually it is not a BLOG. LOL. My blog is below, further down on the page. Irish Pirate Queen Etc is just a cool page.
The photo is of the Grace O'Malley doll from Madame Alexander- she is gorgeous!
I had Grace following me all over the page! HA! I could not anchor her.
On Sunday, July 13th of this year (2008 in case I forget), I had the opportunity to see the magnificent Ringo Starr in concert by Lake Michigan at Northerly Island in Chicago. Perfect night.
Ringo had just celebrated his SIXTY EIGHTH birthday.
I hope I am as spunky once I hit his age.
How about NOW?
Ringo was in Chicago at the time.
There he is with his beautiful wife Barbara Bach
Ringo puts on a terrific concert and is always backed up by sensational talent. This year was no exception as he had Edgar Winter among others. (I'll look it up.)
I recognized song after song.
That's Ringo- waaaay in the back.
I am still working on the photos.
I went to see Ringo on a gorgeous night right off Chicago's Lakefront!
That was my third Ringo concert.
Concerts are THE hardest photos to take!
Especially if you have a gorilla sized security goon sticking his corpulent hand in front
of the camera.
Speaking of the BeaTLes...
My favourite BeaTle, although I love Paul and Ringo, and my favourite photo of him from "Let It Be"
Here is a photo of the late George Harrison's house in England which he sang about on
"Crackerbox Palace". I had never really seen it before in photos until after he died.
Friar Park is MAGNIFICENT!
I am not the only pirate wannabe!
It is only within the last 6 months that i even heard of this very cool Harrison song
July 26, 2008
Obama to a crowd gathered in Germany "Ich bin ein Beginner".
~ Strawberry Soup ~
What I learned on the way to looking up other info...
Strawberries hulled- I cut them in half.
Half and half
Tad of vanilla extract
Put all the ingredients into the blender and pureé.
(If it lasts that long!)
How much to use? Improvise! You know which tastes you like best.
Here's my Nancy Drew page. Nancy Drew page
AND HEREi IS THE LINK FOR NANCY DREW COLLECTING AND SELLING
This is a photo of a glossy internal which is inside "The Clue of the Tapping Heels".
The ever-resourceful Nancy is tapping out an SOS signal in Morse Code!
Can a computer duplicate that degree of ingenuity! ;o)
Cracks me up!
Get a load at the scarey looking couple at the window. The old lady looks like the rather sadistic nun I had in 8th grade Sister Suzanne.
In all fairness, those nuns had like FIFTY kids in each class!
I had 42 third graders one year. I could not see the end of the line.
They were a terrific bunch though.
Renee and his buddies decided to play hookey and were hanging out at Noe's house. Third graders! The one and only year that occurred. There were no longer any truant officers employed. I asked the asst. principal if I could go over to Noe's house, before school, and pull these guys into school by their ears but she would not let me.
My Barbie Link
Okay ... I think this time I really do have a blog going.
"You just keep thinking, Butch, that's what you're good at!"
Etta Place, Sundance, Butch Cassidy
September 26, 2008
My Halloween Page
My boy, Junior Kitty, insisted on helping me sell books!
Someone wanted to see a more recent photo.
Kitty found one of this mouse...
October 3, 2008
I, on the other hand, love my stuff. And I have recently come to the conclusion that I am no longer going to feel ashamed, that rather I am going to CELEBRATE my stuff!
I have my new apartment decorated with all my old stuff. There are books especially. Beatles memorabilia, Barbie dolls, kids' books, toys displayed out in the open because I really do have some cool stuff! People love to come over and marvel (?) at my stuff. Maybe it is because I have so much stuff.
I appreciate stuff so much that I hang around on Ebay looking for more cool stuff. I have people from all over the world sending me their stuff.
I, in turn, sell them some of my stuff. I sell vintage Nancy Drew books on Ebay and I make lots of people happy as they delve into their past and think about their childhoods and their old stuff.
I prefer old stuff to new stuff.
I moved from the Midwest to the West Coast and back again several years ago. I got rid of most of the furniture but I held on to my stuff.
When I throw stuff out, I usually regret it. I think to myself "Oh, now I could use my old stuff! I wish I had not thrown it out" I get quite attached to my stuff.
I have every letter and cards that anyone has ever sent me! I love opening up the file case and pulling out the old messages, ticket stubs, ID cards and other personal stuff.
AnD I have always had this propensity for stuff. When I was a wee little kid my family use to call me "Biddy McGowan" as she was an old lady in Ireland who use to save pieces of string and other seemingly useless stuff.
I have a relative who is so afraid of clutter and stuff she throws out all her kids toys- new or not. I finally found out all the best of neat kid stuff that I spent 20 years learning about as a teacher, that I so wanted to share with the kids, brand new stuff even, went right into the garbage with coffee grounds and other yucky stuff!
Kids love stuff!
And so do I. We worry way to much about being organized and having too much stuff.
I, on the other hand, am simply going to kick back and enjoy my wonderful stuff!
George Carlin had an interesting take on stuff.
That's all your house is:
a place to keep your stuff.
If you didn't have so much stuff,
you wouldn't need a house. You could just
walk around all the time.
A house is just a pile of stuff with a
cover on it... a place to keep your stuff
while you go out and get...more stuff!
CELEBRATE YOUR STUFF!!!
Feeling stressed out- join the birds!!!!