By SheelaR

I’m super duper tired, so this post is coming to you from barely functioning brain. In other words… I might ramble a bit. Bare with me…

I just got back today from a family trip to Ireland.  Both of my paternal grandparents were born there and had not been back for 30+ years. They decided that this would probably be their last trip home. All of their children were born in America, so this is their forever home. The last time I was there, I was about fourteen, so it was wonderful to go back as an adult. The experience was different. I’ve now forged what I think will be lifelong relationships with my relatives across the pond. I was the “black girl” from Detroit, so it was exciting for them too. They had so many questions. (Lol) I tried to be as accommodating as I could without being sensitive or easily offended.

Unfortunately, I had to come home a few days ahead of my family because of an important meeting tomorrow morning. (sad face) Overall, an amazing experience. Since you all know that I’m a bit of an insomniac, you won’t be surprised to hear that I only had one night of sleep. My sleep came in 30-minute increments. As tired as I am, I’m still a little wired. Anyhoo… I’ve got tons of pictures that I hope to post to Instagram soon, but IDK… My ADD and busy schedule takes me away from things rather easily.

Anyways…

I’m always playing catchup, so on vacation during one of my many moments of being awake … I decided to finally watch Game Of Thrones (mostly because my bff told me to).  I started season (1) and I’m now halfway through season (3). I’m consummate binge watcher, so I’ll probably be all caught up by Saturday or Sunday. I hate that it took me so long to finally watch, because I really love this show. I enjoy violent and gruesome shows and movies, so this was right up my alley. **Don’t read too much into that :)** I’ve only got one favorite character and that’s the “Imp.” I love shameless crooked deviant behavior. I find people like that disgusting and fascinating.

Bosco

I missed my furbaby while I was gone. He missed me too. I would call him everyday and he’d whimper into the phone. I’m a terrible mother for leaving my baby for that many days. He’s been very attached to me since I’ve been back. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t love it. The separation wasn’t good for either one of us.

Now

I’m about to fall into bed to watch a couple episodes of GoT.  With any luck, I will be out like a light in a couple of hours. The next time you hear from me, I’ll be ranting about something that has been bugging the heck out of me. The gloves are coming off.