The sun is out, the sun is out! Why am I on my laptop? Everyone run outside and soak up some sun and get some vitamin D. We're all vitamin D deficient at this point. Seriously though I do drink the supermilk that has extra vitamin D. It seems very dull to be writing about the weather but you see I have come to learn that living in Ireland knowing how to properly chat about the weather is a major part of social interaction. And it has been cold and raining and snowing recently so the fact that the sun is out is a major improvement on Ireland's ice queen attitude towards spring. I really want to go and plant some tulips or have a barbecue to celebrate the long awaited arrival of spring but I don't actually have a bbq or a garden. Plus any premature celebrations might scare the sun away. I have also learned in Ireland you must be very superstitious about the weather. And hopeful. We are going to have a scorching summer because the winter was so wet and miserable. Because that's how science works. Yeah.
Last weekend was Easter which is kind of a big deal here although I think it has to do more with chocolate eggs than the whole Jesus thing. At least it seemed all everyone around me could talk about was chocolate eggs. I was never allowed the ones with gooey stuff inside because my mom thought they were filled with unhealthy sugary chemical stuff (she is probably right) but I have since had my fair share of Cadbury caramel eggs and those things are amazing. On Good Friday alcohol is not allowed to be sold so all the pubs and off licenses are closed. It's a bit absurd because most people just stalk up on liquor earlier in the week. I was in a theatre so I was allowed to drink because theatre's are exempt from this rule. I guess artsy, creative types can hold their drink? Or maybe they're all such winos so they can't be helped. I mean it's in a theatre so it will stay classy, right? I don't know.
The Irishman has returned from Prague! On Saturday we walked around Dalkey for a change of scenery and on Sunday he made a roast for dinner. Yesterday there was some big horse race or something.
I saw two plays last week, I, Malvolio written and performed by Tim Crouch, a brilliant one man show re-telling the story of Twelfth Night all from the perspective of Malvolio. It was a different and exciting way of doing Shakespeare, really clever and humorous. Then I saw Monster/Clock by Collapsing Horse Theatre, an original work with puppets and an extremely talented ensemble and beautiful singing.
Alright, I'll sign off for today. Go get some sun!

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