There was a lot happening this weekend, it all started Friday evening, meeting with Paulina for my Susan G Komen volunteer assignment. I was to be a race monitor, that meant I would have a golf cart, very excited about that, and yes, it was as fun as I thought it was going to be. We met with Sergeant Spears of the Plano police department and she gave us the 411.
Saturday I was at the site at 6:00 a.m., yes, very early on a Saturday, picked up my volunteers and carted them off to their assignments. We had Parkwood; I dropped my people off at the barricades, with instructions not to let anyone in a car onto the race side of the street. I got to drive up and down making sure it was all going ok and there were no issues. I had one mother and daughter team that I dropped off, gave them their instructions and left. I drove back by; they were laying out on the road. I thought surely that is not them getting a tan, or perhaps they thought I meant for them to be human speed bumps, or maybe they had passed out from heat stroke. I stopped asked it all was well and they very happily informed me that they were great. Drove by again, they had moved on to petting a puppy on the opposite side of the barricade. I thought Lord don’t let anyone offer these two some candy, drove back by, they were gone. So if anyone knows what happened to these two, please let me know.
After the volunteer gig, I went to visit Jeffrey and Tessa, great visit, so much fun, I just adore that girl. I cannot believe she will be going to kindergarten in the fall. It just doesn’t seem possible, I remember the day she was born, she has owned my heart since that day.
When the Irishman came home Saturday evening, he said so are you going with me tomorrow? I said what is tomorrow? He looked at me and said I have asked you no less than three times to go with me to see Ireland play in the European playoffs. Of course this was foreign talk to me, however, one thing I understood quite well. Pride. Pride in the place you come from, he was immensely proud that his home country had made it this far in the competition. So I said yes, I would go with him, I am glad I did, it meant a lot to him that I was there with him. The look in his eyes when his team took the field, was very moving, I got a little misty eyed for him. His team did not win, but it was amazing that they had gotten so far to begin with.
That is the end of my exciting, fun filled weekend. Next up, family reunion, I can hardly wait!
Stuff
Well Christmas has come and gone, it was a huge success and I loved seeing my children and Tessa. Yesterday was spent at Rachel and Richards home. She is from Ireland, like the Irishman, and he is American, so the opposite of us. It was so much fun, the people, the food, wow the food, it was an Irish breakfast. The sausage was amazing, I am not even kidding, the sausage was Irish sausage. Very different from the sausage that we have here. I can’t even begin to describe it, but I am hooked. I am going to have to get the site that they ordered it from, because it was just amazing. The company was even better, so much laughter, my sides still hurt from laughing so much.
I still have not gotten dressed today, I am sitting here in my pajamas and new slippers and my robe, drinking my coffee and deciding if I even want to get dressed. Perhaps today is the day I do nothing outside of this apartment. I’ll let you know tomorrow. I go back to work tomorrow, I work four days then off for 4 days, however I am still deciding on next Tuesday, I might give it up and just go to work on Tuesday. I can’t decide. Or maybe I should just take a road trip and go to Oklahoma. Or maybe I should take that day and go shopping. Decisions. I think for right now I will go refill my coffee cup and continue to infuse myself with caffeine.
Angie World 