People get uncomfortable when you talk about babies and alcohol. Wonder why.
This past weekend I had the pleasure of going to one of Ireland’s fine private schools to check out the facilities for our future child. While we were only looking at the daycare and Montessori school aspect, the school also houses a primary school. But since the kids were staunch Obama supporters, as you could see by their many Obama posters and tributes in the classrooms, our child will not go there.
I kid. He won’t go there because the school is multicultural and Bub doesn’t like Asians. Again, I kid. The classrooms were too small. Seriously, there is no real story here besides to say this is how our weekend started. We took a trip to a school to see if one day our kid can be made into the smartest man in Ireland, nay THE WORLD. We ended Saturday unsure.
However, Sunday started with my rushing around to get out of the house to go to my bookclub meeting. Yes, I am part of a bookclub. It mostly consists of American women (that you can find here, here, and here) but we have an Irish girl (here) and… a woman of the world (her and all her mystery can be found here). We read the worst book in the history of Irish literature. I won’t tell you which one it is because the author’s name sounds like Aecelia Chern and the book is called The Gift. Good luck figuring that one out.
Drinks were ordered. I had a whiff of a margarita and for about 10 minutes I felt drunk and it felt good. Some might call that alcoholism but I call it dealing with life. Again, it's all about your outlook.
Anyway, we go over how much we hated this violent assault on the written word and then the amazing women of the club pull out packages wrapped with pretty baby-themed wrapping.
This is the part where I was going to show you a lovely photo of all the beautiful books the girls gave me for James' library. But I'm very lazy and I haven't taken the photo yet. But I will tell you there are MANY of them and all of them classics. I know I definitely owned some of them growing up and I'm thrilled our baby will too.
Now only will James undoubtedly be THE SMARTEST MAN IN THE WORLD because of these women, but he'll also have an appreciation for tequila and you can't get any better than that.