We're comin to America

Well. I just flew back from Ireland and boy is my liver tired. But seriously folks. I'm all for vacations but after 7 days in the van with your family, the daily grind seems like a distant little cloud of cotton candy with unicorns pooping ice cream onto it. One thing I do have to say is that the mens over there love them some American women. And I dunno if it's the sprightly (albeit, unintelligible) accents or the fact that the Atlantic between us means no clingy yanks, the dudes seemed very welcoming. Very welcoming. 

I'll follow up with more, including our attendance at Europe's largest matchmaking festival. But for now there's work to catch up on. And the unicorns are fading. Fast. 

Love, 

Colleen