tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68451164868986614972024-03-13T16:21:01.784-04:00Cogitations of this child of GodA place for me to share some of my random thought processes.Bekahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13673396734302482423noreply@blogger.comBlogger49125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845116486898661497.post-23776899906856448062014-04-23T17:16:00.003-04:002014-04-23T17:16:45.525-04:00Title: My Second Trip to Blarney -- Subtitle: Yes, I Am Still Aware I Run a Blog
The Dunmore East Single Staff (DSS) and the Comeragh Boys' Camp Staff (CBCS) went on an outing to Blarney Castle on a Saturday in January. The DSS loaded into a big white maxi van by the name of Al and drove together. It was wild and fun and informative.
The castle was fun, even though I'd been before. We spent more time exploring the grounds this time than when I was there in 2011. Bekahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13673396734302482423noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845116486898661497.post-56274497727455110782013-09-11T16:51:00.003-04:002013-09-11T16:54:58.878-04:00In Dublin's fair city......where the girls are so pretty/I first set my eyes on sweet Molly Malone/As she wheeled her wheelbarrow through streets broad and narrow/Crying "Cockles and mussels, alive a-live O!"
When I was growing up, my sister had a CD with children's tunes, and Molly Malone was one of them. So I learned to sing it, but had no idea where Dublin was, and absolutely no dream that I would one day visit thatBekahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13673396734302482423noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845116486898661497.post-43009097514439231702013-09-11T12:08:00.000-04:002013-09-11T12:08:51.415-04:00Dad's 50th BirthdayI just realized that I completely forgot to post the promised pictures of my Dad's 50th birthday and the "letter surprise" we did for him. I'm so sorry if you've been waiting for it! Here it is.
For those of you that don't know what I'm talking about, I sent out a letter far and wide asking friends to write and send us a short letter describing a particularly vivid or favorite memory of Dad. Bekahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13673396734302482423noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845116486898661497.post-3021757589256544532013-08-21T15:20:00.001-04:002013-08-21T15:20:18.013-04:00Quick PostYou may have noticed I haven't posted in a while. You may not have. In either case, it's been over a month, and I feel bad about it. And the longer I waited to write again, the more pressure was on the next post. And so I decided to write a very quick update and not really over-think it. And because today was such an amazing day, I just feel like I have to share it.
Wednesday is usually my day Bekahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13673396734302482423noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845116486898661497.post-5643118551161144012013-07-14T17:33:00.004-04:002013-07-14T17:33:53.402-04:00The Hills Are Alive......With the sound of music.
Friday, a group of girls (including me) decided they'd like to visit a cove and possibly go swimming since it's so hot here right now. But everyone else has the same idea. The beaches are packed.
But whispers were heard of another cove. A secret cove, that practically no one else knows about. All I heard was that you have to park at some point and walk the rest of Bekahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13673396734302482423noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845116486898661497.post-78714307630789172012013-07-12T15:54:00.001-04:002013-07-12T16:07:42.142-04:00A Quaint Town and God's ArtworkTwo Mondays ago, while Amy (my co-worker), Susanna (new girl from Poland), Victoria (young local girl), and I were eating our Chinese food we'd cooked up for ourselves, I happened to mention that I hadn't been to Dunmore East yet this trip. And just like that, the plans were made and we were off.
We refer to the path along the coast in Dunmore East simply as "The Cliff Walk." All visitors to theBekahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13673396734302482423noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845116486898661497.post-17063113442033521482013-07-01T09:34:00.000-04:002013-07-01T09:43:07.073-04:00Food Review: Kinder Surprise EggTime for another review! Are you ready? Today I have a Kinder Surprise Egg, which I've never seen in the United States. Want to know why?
They're illegal in the US! The US has a ban on any candy that has embedded toys, so these are not allowed because of the choking hazard. Google it if you want to know more...this is a review, not a research project! :)
Okay, Kinder Surprise Eggs are made by aBekahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13673396734302482423noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845116486898661497.post-12275761807669076052013-06-23T16:25:00.000-04:002013-06-23T16:25:03.839-04:00Routine and ProcessingLife here has fallen into a routine. I still love the baking (good thing!). Today I was asked if I could make a dozen cheesecakes for a conference our church is hosting at the beginning of August. I'm looking forward to using the well-equipped bakery to do those, instead of doing them two at a time at my house like I did last Christmas!
Some of you know that I had been pretty burned-out Bekahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13673396734302482423noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845116486898661497.post-44509254500035785612013-06-22T12:44:00.000-04:002013-06-22T12:44:14.180-04:00Food Review: Tayto® Milk Chocolate Bar with Cheese & Onion CrispsI'm sorry I've been neglecting this review that I promised quite a while ago. In all honesty, I was scared to try the candy bar! It's been sitting on my coffee table just waiting ominously.
Anyway, I finally tried it! Here's what I think:
Smell: Has a chocolate-y scent...maybe more sweet than rich. Confused by an undertone of something savory.
Texture: Chocolate was smooth, but Bekahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13673396734302482423noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845116486898661497.post-51475524414717833352013-06-13T00:48:00.002-04:002013-06-13T00:48:23.557-04:00Driving and a New Idea!As you probably know, in Ireland (and other parts of Europe), the steering wheel in a car is on the right side, and you drive on the left side of the road.
You might not know that, in Ireland, your name has to be on insurance for a vehicle before you can drive it yourself.
All that to say, my name is finally on the insurance for the only automatic vehicle at the mission -- a mini-van. Tuesday Bekahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13673396734302482423noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845116486898661497.post-31539517219229362132013-06-06T08:21:00.000-04:002013-06-06T08:21:01.823-04:00Failures and SuccessesThursday is the biggest day in the bakery. Other days, we're done by 10 or even before. Thursday, it's noon or 1. So I'm pretty wiped out right now, and my feet hurt from standing. And my glasses are smudged from the spray we use to grease the pans. And my fingers are wrinkly from washing dishes. And I'm tired because I didn't sleep well last night and you know, the whole getting up at 5 a.m. Bekahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13673396734302482423noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845116486898661497.post-86804001470684565132013-06-03T10:05:00.000-04:002013-06-03T10:05:15.129-04:00The Butcher, the Baker, and the Candlestick MakerNope, never mind. Just the Baker. That's me!
So, I arrived in Ireland on Tuesday morning. Got to the house here about 3 p.m. in the afternoon and was told to take the rest of Tuesday and all of Wednesday recovering and sleeping. Which I did, most gratefully.
Thursday morning rolled around though, and I was out of bed at 5 to get to the bakery by 6. Apparently, Thursday is the busiest day that Bekahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13673396734302482423noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845116486898661497.post-83776868378835026512013-06-02T16:07:00.000-04:002013-06-02T16:21:25.557-04:00"Twenty years from now..."“...you will be more disappointed by the things you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines, sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.” – Mark Twain
Welcome to a tour of my new life in Ireland! I'll give a bit of an overview of my last few days, but this post will be mostly pictures. Enjoy!
This is the front of my Bekahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13673396734302482423noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845116486898661497.post-1840641785223118992013-05-30T11:55:00.001-04:002013-05-30T11:55:52.738-04:00"It's a dangerous business going out your door." -TolkienHello! Welcome to my blog. Most likely you found me because you're hoping to keep up with my adventure in Ireland. For your sake, I will do my best to post regularly and be interesting. :)
I suppose some of you might be wondering how this happened at all...me going to Ireland. After all, I spent two years training to be a teacher, and two years teaching at the small private school that my churchBekahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13673396734302482423noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845116486898661497.post-33615147760743783642011-09-11T10:10:00.006-04:002011-09-11T10:51:16.203-04:00"No one can get inner peace by pouncing on it."Quote by Harry Emerson FosdickI've been thinking for a while now that it's time to update this blog of mine. Several weeks ago, I tried to write a post about how we categorize people based on age, occupation, socioeconomic standing, etc, and how that categorization then develops our identity, whether we realize it or not. But the words just didn't come easily and I figured out that you can't rushBekahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13673396734302482423noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845116486898661497.post-91985077407155805662011-06-03T01:52:00.004-04:002011-06-03T02:51:55.109-04:00Of Trifles, Bells, and Being Asked OutI must admit that the last few weeks of work (at Wal*Mart, in the bakery, in case some of you don't know) have not been easy. I've been scheduled primarily for closing, which includes all of the pan-up (pulling all the boxes out of the freezer and getting everything ready for the next day's baking) and all of the cleaning. There is little to no interaction with other people, since the other Bekahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13673396734302482423noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845116486898661497.post-26916342512575283462011-04-18T01:08:00.003-04:002011-04-18T01:16:08.970-04:00Nature Speaks of God I heard the moon sing last night.Silver and paper thin;Tangled in the trees.Each note whispered to my soul -Delivering peace,Easing pain.I heard the moon sing last night.Bekahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13673396734302482423noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845116486898661497.post-16987057461359982672011-04-06T20:01:00.008-04:002011-04-06T21:03:08.433-04:00DrawingsSeveral of my friends encouraged me to share my drawings with the world. In fact, they said I was being selfish to keep them to myself. For two years, I ignored their advice because it felt too vulnerable to share my untrained artwork. I know that there are artists out there whose work would make mine look like chicken scratch. I know that all I do is pencil sketches. The worlds of color, paint, Bekahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13673396734302482423noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845116486898661497.post-715752357583510282011-03-18T14:42:00.003-04:002011-03-18T14:48:53.998-04:00"The most wasted of all days...""...is one without laughter." - e. e. cummingsIn honor of all my Faith Builders friends who are getting married this year...Bekahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13673396734302482423noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845116486898661497.post-84929832899325630302011-02-13T18:23:00.005-05:002011-02-13T18:41:21.648-05:00Happy Valentine's Day! (not for the faint of heart)You were warned. :) Seriously though...even if all the red and pink commercialism kinda' makes me a little sick (did you know Americans send an average of 141 million Valentine's cards? That's a lot of trees, folks), I hope you feel loved this Valentine's Day.Bekahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13673396734302482423noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845116486898661497.post-779904272536840692011-02-10T18:15:00.003-05:002011-02-10T18:18:14.554-05:00Deep ThoughtsActually, I don't really have any deep thoughts right now, or at least not any that are in any form to share publicly. So I'll share a laugh instead. :)The very first senior moment...Bekahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13673396734302482423noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845116486898661497.post-80152123622487209462011-01-22T13:49:00.004-05:002011-01-23T09:38:39.481-05:00Light Trumps Darkness"There's always going to be bad stuff out there. But here's the amazing thing -- light trumps darkness, every time. You stick a candle into the dark, but you can't stick the dark into the light." -Jodi Picoult My world has recently been expanded to include the famous story of Nate Saint, and his four companions who were slaughtered by the Waodani (also called Huaorani or Auca) people of Ecuador. Bekahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13673396734302482423noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845116486898661497.post-29996148669814706672010-12-01T08:13:00.004-05:002010-12-01T12:16:42.335-05:00"We are all in the gutter......but some of us are looking at the stars." ~Oscar WildeHope is......the fizzing sound you hear when you open a new bottle of soda....the childish delight that makes you whoop and holler when you wake up to the snow that covered up the muddy mess from yesterday....listening to a new Christmas CD for the first time....hearing the hum of the washer and dryer as you clean up the kitchen....Bekahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13673396734302482423noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845116486898661497.post-17805503296147206332010-11-12T00:56:00.004-05:002010-11-12T01:25:53.286-05:00"As long as we both shall live..."Today was my first day with a new job. I am helping out a couple that lives in the community. He is 97 years old, and she just turned 91 years old last week. They are both darling. I can't wait to learn all that I can from them. Can you imagine having nearly a century of knowledge and experience to impart? And yet that's when people stop listening and write you off as "outdated" or "out of touch.Bekahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13673396734302482423noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6845116486898661497.post-84882964084109699412010-10-22T14:02:00.003-04:002010-11-02T03:01:13.686-04:00Living Life LovedThis is the first fall in 14 years that I haven't started another semester of school. And, related or not, this is also the first fall I've really enjoyed the season. It wasn't too long ago that I saw the first touches of gold on the trees and thought to myself "Wow, it seems early for the leaves to be turning!" Before I knew it, though, one tree had ignited another until the gold, red, and Bekahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13673396734302482423noreply@blogger.com0