Mrs. Charm departs this morning for the airport and a day mostly in the air (Austin to Newark to Shannon) for eight days in Ireland with friends from Kansas City. They’ll be staying out in the country towns of Kenmare, Doolin and Dingle.
Mr. B. and I will be roughing it, eating Kosher hot dogs and cold cuts and him his favorite TV dinners and EZ Mac. In short, we’ll be glad when she returns, full of tales about the rainy, chilly Irish weather, no doubt. In September!
Did you know that Ireland shares the same latitude (53rd parallel north) as Lake Winnepeg in Canada? Also parts of Alaska? Yup. It is that many miles north. Hundreds of them north of Texas. No wonder so many Irish have emigrated to the US. They came to get warm.
THE TEXAS SCRIBBLER 
A little known episode of American history:
Heh. You’ve probably heard of the 19th century newspaper want ads for this or that type of worker with the words at the end: No Irish. Nowadays everybody pretends they have some Irish blood, on St. Patrick’s Day, and many of them probably do!
So you two are at home alone… take care of yourself and go easy on the veggies 😉
The veggies are safe from us, except for a small salad or two.
Meanwhile, she texted me before takeoff that some rhinestone sparklies on her blouse got her patted down by a DHS female. That was the official reason, anyhow. Obvious danger there, those sparklies, could have been explosives, or something. I feel sooo safe. Fortunately they let her board without a strip search.