So I'm sitting down and forcing myself to write this post even though I feel like collapsing because I figure if I don't start this out on the right foot it's going to have a really hard time gaining any momentum (and because apparently people want to know what I'm up to... who knew?) Also I know I'm going to want these posts later... even if it is only to laugh at them.
My obsession/love affair with Ireland started in the 5th grade when I found in my grandparents collection a tape of the Irish Tenors... and things pretty much spiraled out of control from there.
I don't think it hit me that I was actually going to Ireland, was in the process of going actually, somewhere over St. Lawrence Bay, Canada. I think up to that point I was busy doing things and keeping myself from thinking about it and freaking out... (OK thought I could do this but I can't keep my eyes open anymore... more tomorrow)
[Found this little gem... think we all know how this turned out 9/13/13]
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