A Blarney Blog

| 6/25/2014 8:48:00 AM

Mary ConleyDear friends,

A couple years ago, we took a wonderful trip to Ireland, and of course, we needed to kiss the Blarney Stone like everyone else even though it is a ridiculous moneymaking tradition. The grounds were beautiful, and we enjoyed our walk to the castle. Like others we’ve toured, it was missing its roof and it had just rained. Wouldn’t you think it would be roped off until the steps dried? No, and no one seemed to worry about that except me. Young and old climbed the slippery spiral staircase made of uneven, rough slabs of granite, while clinging to a large rope for a handrail. At least I was clinging. Every now and then we needed to turn loose of that rope and grab another. It was scary for me. I clutched my new iPad tightly so as not to drop it, with hopes of taking Larry’s picture as he kissed the stone.


Well, we finally made it to the top along with a lot of other people, and I got a good photograph of Larry. When it was my turn, I had to use mind control as I don’t like to lean over anything, let alone backwards. I also noticed that the two men who lowered me over were old. I couldn’t help but think it would be a fine time for one of them to have a heart attack! When they brought me back up, they said I could turn loose of the bar now and take their hands – more than once. I told my fingers to turn loose, but they just wouldn’t get the message. I thought someone was going to have to peel them off. All this while others were waiting their turn.

Then it was time to go down. I turned to the much younger couple behind me and apologized for being so slow. The nice lady said not to worry. She said that while coming up, she kept telling herself that if I could do it, so could she!

I hadn’t realized how much the climbing and wet uneven steps had played on my nerves. When we got to the bottom, Larry said, “I wonder if that couple behind us had every heard those words before.” Thinking of my father’s train of expletives that were stuck in my subconscious, I said, “Oh no, what did I say?” It seems that in my stressed-out condition I had said, “Oh my goodness gracious sakes alive!”

7/12/2014 10:23:06 PM

Mary, every year on the second Sunday in August the Meat Dealers Association holds a BBQ picnic. This year it's on the 10th of August. For $10 you get a steak grilled to perfection, corn on the cob, potato salad, and baked beans. Soda drinks come with the meal and beer can be purchased. It's always a good time. I've gone the last few years with a couple good friends. If you and Larry would like to come, I can get a couple more tickets. **** I hope all is going well with you and Larry. ***** Have a great day. ***** dbentz24@gmail.com

6/27/2014 8:15:09 PM

Thanks for the comment, Dave, and sorry about your ailments and garden problems. This too shall pass! I also understand about the site acting goofy. Sometimes I can't believe it! Lori, That was sweet and thanks!

6/27/2014 1:12:22 PM

It's beautiful, thanks for sharing! Wishing you all the best in your recovery! Blessings, Lori from "This Old Farmhouse" http://www.cappersfarmer.com/blogs/this-old-farmhouse.aspx

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