Thursday, March 17, 2011
The Luck of the Irish
Three years ago for our 10th wedding anniversary, my adorable husband took me on the trip of a life time. Because neither one of has any foreign language skills and because my handsome, strapping husband is Irish, it was an easy decision where to go. I'm not a very good traveler, I get car sick easily and I'm not very adventurous, but from the Guinness Brewery, to the Waterford Crystal Factory, from the Counting Crows, to kissing the Blarney Stone, from the old Irish bars and ancient Irish Castles, to the tiny little car with the steering wheel on the wrong side, it was all so fun and amazingly beautiful! I loved that trip, and Ireland, and consider myself lucky enough to be married to the Irishman who took me there.