The Birthday card I snail mailed to that married Irish woman wayyyyyyyy
over yonder across the big pond about two weeks ago, her Birthday was
yesterday, April 22.I received an email from herself this morning.She
said it showed up today.Her time zone is six hours ahead of Mississippi
time zone.Two days ago, she said the card hasen't showed up yet,
probally because of that Iceland volcanic ash cloud grounded some
Airplanes.

I wonder if her snail mail delivery guy is like that guy in the old
Mrs.Bucket/Keeping Up Appearances Brit tv comedies?
cuhulin

On Apr 23, 9:30*am, wrote:
The Birthday card I snail mailed to that married Irish woman wayyyyyyyy
over yonder across the big pond about two weeks ago, her Birthday was
yesterday, April 22.I received an email from herself this morning.She
said it showed up today.Her time zone is six hours ahead of Mississippi
time zone.Two days ago, she said the card hasen't showed up yet,
probally because of that Iceland volcanic ash cloud grounded some
Airplanes.

I wonder if her snail mail delivery guy is like that guy in the old
Mrs.Bucket/Keeping Up Appearances Brit tv comedies?
cuhulin

You better be careful that that married Irish woman's husband doesn't
show up on your doorstep one of these days. Will Blueberry Doggy
defend you?

She was born in Caherconlish,Ireland, about eight miles from Limerick.He
(her hubby) was born in Fethard,Ireland.I don't think Caherconlish has a
website, but Fethard does.
http://www.fethard.com

One time, a married woman (she is originally from Kansas) in
Sydney,Australia was trying to look up the address of somebody in
Fethard.I emailed her the Fethard website.

There is a woman from Limerick,Ireland.She works at Fado's Irish Pub (I
reckon she still works there, I haven't talked to her in quite a while)
in Buckhead,Georgia.Buckhead is part of Atlanta.About ten years ago, she
emailed me, asking for the Ragland Road song/music.It took me about five
minutes to find that song on the internet, and a few seconds to email it
to her.

On Raggggland Roaddddd,,,,, of an Autum dayyyy,,,,, I kissed herr and I
knewwww,,,,,,,, her auburn hairr would weave a snairrrr,,,,,, that I
might someday ruuuuuue,,,,,,,,,,,,,,
cuhulin