An Irish Girl

Here is the awesome song that my cousin Tom wrote for his mom, Delia. He mentions many aspects of her life growing up in Clooncurreen, Co. Galway.



Here's a note from his daughter Becca and the lyrics:

"My dad, Tom McCabe, wrote this song for Delia McCabe's (my grandma) 90th birthday. My sister Becca is playing the keyboard and my sister Christine is playing the flute. :)"

Here are the lyrics:

A child of the land of her fathers,
Daughter of fields and of streams
No matter how far she may wander in this world,
She'll always remain in her dreams...................An Irish Girl

Walking to school every morning,
Through fields touched with green and with gold
By winding roads bound with hedges and stone walls
Beauty that cannot be told...............................An Irish Girl

Hauling a full pail of water
From the well at the end of the road
She learned at a young age the meaning of family
With everyone sharing their load...................An Irish Girl

Like the rolling dark mists of the bog land
Her mood can be easily turned
Like the shamrock used by St. Patrick himself
A myst'ry not easily learned........................An Irish Girl

As a daughter she learned of the strength of the stone in the castle field
As a sister she laughed with the music of the church bells as they pealed
As a wife she loved with the softness of the rain in the near high land
As a mother she cared with the closeness of a loving Irish hand.

Old Ireland is surely a blest land
And you its daughter blest, too.
With beauty and strength, wisdom and grace
Qualities that all make you....................An Irish Girl

Delia's Bash!

"You popped out of the computer!!!"

"Grandma, you popped out of the computer!" This was Jane's explanation of my appearance in New Orleans! So now I have popped back in. I feel like Mary Poppins!

We had such a fun time! Danny, Jane and I made Carolyn's recipe for all time delicious chocolate chip cookies. We paraded down the block to sing to Angela and her neighbor Pat. They both share July 3rd b'days.


Vocabulary to know:

Danny--First you do this, "click", and you "cluck", and then "click". He's very "clicky", not "cliquey", just like his dad.

Jane--"Dad, I'm told."; "First, you get the took book and then bake some cookies."; and "Grandma, can I have some "toke"! I had to keep translating those "t's" into "c's" to get the gist of her requests.

Pete--Sings the last word of every line of lots of songs. This is the "day", this is the "day", that the Lord has "made". He is a great singer!!!

The three of them LOVE to play together. Their mom and dad give them frequent refreshers on how to play together, but it's all good.


Saturday night we enjoyed music and fireworks at the "Uncle Sam Jam" with some of Carolyn and Bill's friends. Then Sunday night we had a front yard picnic. The water balloon toss evaporated into a very fun fight.


We had our traditional trip to Cafe Du Monde for our powdered sugar fix. And we stopped in to see the Argos' new house which is a beautiful gift out of the tragedy of Hurricane Katrina.


And we had lots of fun in the backyard: swimming, mud pies, water plungers, t-ball, and more!!!