Christmas

Cry me a river #AprilatoZchallenge

~ Diary of a Dublin housewife ~ 5 Comments

I thought I had it bad looking after me ma. She has us run ragged; up and down the stairs day and night because she refuses to get out of the bloody bed. She has her breakfast dinner and tea up there. No sooner am I down the stairs, trying to have a bit to … Continue reading Cry me a river #AprilatoZchallenge

Bottle Banks and bloody kids

~ Diary of a Dublin housewife ~ 17 Comments

  Having grown up kids still living at home can take it's toll. They're worse than babies. I think I had it easier when I was changing nappies. I'm not the only one either. I met Barbara from up the road on the way to the recycling depot. How was your Christmas, Bernie? Same shite … Continue reading Bottle Banks and bloody kids

That’s snow way to treat a lady

~ Diary of a Dublin housewife ~ 8 Comments

So storm Emma has fecked off, the beast has gone back east and homes all over Ireland has enough loaves of bread in their freezers to do them until next Christmas. It was fun while it lasted. We didn't starve, we didn't eat each other...except metaphorically of course, we trudged to the pub in our … Continue reading That’s snow way to treat a lady

No cure for stupid

~ Diary of a Dublin housewife ~ 6 Comments

So the entire house was struck down with this winter flu bug. Christmas came and went in a fog of coughs and fevers . It's like it never even happened. The Christmas tree only came down yesterday and I feel like Santa hasn't even arrived yet. Today was my first day out. I was going … Continue reading No cure for stupid