A future Mr. and Mrs.

I received a phone call last week at approximately 3am.  Normally, a phone call in the middle of the night would scare the freakin' bejaysus outta me, but since my friends and family are living five hours behind me (which technically means that I live in the future), I wasn't too extremely startled.  I run to answer the phone.  It's my best friend Kimberly.  She starts with a quick, "I'm engaged!"  I wasn't too surprised by the statement as we've all (including her) been expecting it.  Of course, I was very happy for her and her fella (he's a good un).  

Now, this means, I get to be in a wedding.  I haven't been in a wedding (not including my own) since I was a two time five year old flower girl (which by the way, I rocked that role).  So, here's to the happy couple.  I'm going to post a picture of them even though I know the bride-to-be will not be super thrilled about it, but hey, its on here and once its on here I can't delete it.  Um, its not possible :)

I should have been a graphic artist.  Look at the talent in that photo there...the immaculate detail of the veil and top hat?  See it?  No?  Just me?  

Anyway, in other news.  It snowed in parts of Ireland today.  WTF?  So not fair, especially since I'm hearing from everyone back in West by God Virginia that it is sooooooo hot and humid.  I would love some hot and humid right now.  That is all. 

0 for 2

The weather finally broke here in Derry.  Since I arrived on March 5th, it has been quite rainy and cold.  We even got a little snow, but most of that white devil stayed in higher elevations as you can see from the photo below.  Thank goodness.  I've had it up to here with snow this year!  We had one of the worst winters in a while in West Virginia and I know Derry did as well.  Thankfully, today was nice and I was able to go for a long walk in the warm sun. 

Pic from a few days ago...snow in the mountains.  This pic was taken from inside a warm house 'cause I ain't goin' out in all that.

Since we are babysitting my sister-in-law's two little girls this week, we are staying outside of town at her house.  So today, while the nieces were at school, I decided I would walk to the hub's shop.  Since his sister's house is a little outside town, I knew it would be a good long walk, and I was willing to take the risk of blisters and foot pain because it was so nice out and I needed some exercise.  Plus, the route I was taking had a few important stops.  One, I needed to stop in to the local Curves to see if they would be interested in having a Zumba in the Circuit class.  Two, I needed to stop back in to the doctor's office to drop off my registration papers. 

So, off I went.  About twenty minutes into my walk, I arrived at Curves.  Wouldn't you know it.  They were closed for their afternoon break which lasts from about 1-3:30pm.  Insert curse word here.  I got there about 1:40pm.  Okay, so the Curves thing didn't quite work out but I still had another stop to make.

About ten minutes later, I arrived at the doctor.  I went to dig into my bag to pull out my registrations papers and Mutha F£$%*&!  I musta forgotten those!  I wanted to cry.  I was 0 for 2. But, I pressed on. 

Another twenty minutes later, I finally arrived at Barry's shop, tired, sweaty and what I'm sure is a blister about the size of a golf ball on my heel. I haven't looked to see how big it actually is yet. But, it was worth it--a little exercise in the sun never hurt anyone even though I didn't get Curves and the registration papers crossed off my list.