I AM looking forward to getting glammed up for a day out at the Curragh Races this Sunday after a week spent looking after my sick dog and attending GAA matches.
I was up to my eyes in the RTE office all week because I have a lot of things going on at the moment; the new series of The Moment of Truth is in pre-production and I also have two other projects in the pipeline that need a lot of work.
A traumatic event also took place this week as my poor little dog Poitín was quite sick after getting the operation to stop her from having puppies, so I had to go home and look after her.
She is only a pup and we see her as the family baby now, but she is a golden Labrador so she is huge.
On Tuesday, I went straight to my son’s GAA match to cheer on our local club Cuala, and they won.
I feel like I spend my time in and out of the GAA these days because we are big into it in my family, and my son Peadar is hugely dedicated - a lot more than he is to his studies.
Two of my children are in the middle of summer exams so we are trying our best to support them, but Sile, who is in fifth year, has her act together a lot more.
I have to remind Peadar to revise, but he just says: “Who revises in second year?” And then it is out the door for football.
I had a girly night out on Wednesday when I went to the Bord Gais Energy Theatre for the opening night of the musical Singin’ in the Rain.
I loved every minute of it; old-fashioned musicals are right up my street.
I brought my friend Karen for her birthday and we had a great sing-along to all the tracks.
On Thursday, I was back in RTE all day and then it was a case of getting the family out to another GAA match that evening.
By the time I got home, it was nearly bedtime so I just got to sit down for a cup of tea and then it was lights out.
Tonight, I will be going out for a few drinks because a colleague of mine in RTE is leaving. I will be sad to see her go, but we will give her a good send-off.
Once again my weekend will be taken up with getting the family out to the GAA and whatever else is going on. Saturdays can be quite manic in our house, so in between all the matches, if I get a glass of wine to my lips, that will be a nice end to the week.