New BFF (That's Best Friend Forever for anyone not down with the 'Street' lingo!)

On Thursday night I went to a fashion show with Cliona in aid of the National Breast Cancer Research Institute in Galway. It was paid for by work and we thought it would be a great way for Cliona to meet the people in the industry (she's the Mastectomy Nurse in the office...she provides Brest Prosthesis...if you really want to know just email me!). So of course I bought a new dress...a hot little strapless black number with white polka dots on it...LOVE New Look! And Cliona looked fab in her yellow dress from Brown Thomas. We went, had a few complementary flutes of pink sparkling wine and a few little nibbles, and then went in and watched the show. We ended up 3 rows back from the run way, right in the middle of a bunch of reserved seats. Only 2 rows in front of us (that would be the row right in front of the cat walk) was Martin Sheen...yes...THE Martin Sheen...President of the United States (if you believe the West Wing is real, which I secretly think it is). So of course I was SO excited! Oh, if you didn't know, Martin Sheen moved to Galway in September and is taking courses at the University...can't remember which ones, but I think they are psych, English, and drama (oh yea, that's fair!). I wanted to take a picture but apparently that's not very 'cool' (and I had forgotten my camera) so I decided not to. The show was good, but my hours of watching America's Next Top Model have turned me into a model critic that isn't always so nice! Some of the girls had NO personality and were SO boring to watch...but it was fun to see all the pretty clothes, even if I can't afford any of them!
After the show as we were walking to the car in the underground garage, and who is parked right beside us, smoking a cigarette (which is SO illegal in the underground!)? Mr Sheen! I immediately knew that this was the moment that would prove if I really was cool or if I would turn into either a mute idiot or a raving lunatic. It was touch and go for a few seconds (I did screech to Cliona 'OH MY GOD...we parked next to Martin Sheen!') But then he turned around and said 'Hi' to us. This is how the conversation went (or at least how I remember it...I'm sure I am SO paraphrasing but you get the ides!)...
Me 'I feel like I should be calling you Mr President!'
MS 'Ha ha ha'
Me 'But I'm sure you hear that all the time'
MS 'Were you ladies upstairs at the due?'
Me 'Yes...how did you enjoy it?'
MS 'Mmmmm...Are you from America?'
Me 'No, from Canada'
MS 'Oh, I was just in Toronto meeting Martin Scorsese (spelling??)who was filming a movie there'
Me 'Its lovely there'
MS 'I was also out in Kamloops over the summer filming a movie...I'm not sure if you would know it...it's on the West Coast'
Me 'Oh yea...I worked in BC for two summers and drove home through Kamloops'
MS 'My son (didn't say which one) is good friends with a hockey player from there'
Me Blank Stare...No idea who the hockey player is
MS 'So are you at the College here?'
Me 'No, working as a Office Manager...that's why we are here...Cliona (pointed to her) is a nurse in the office'
MS walks over and shakes Cliona's hand
MS (to Cliona) 'Are you from Canada too?'
Cliona 'No, from Galway'
MS 'Are you not going to the Dinner?'
Me & Cliona wondering 'WHAT DINNER???? FREE FOOD?'
Cliona 'No...have to get up early to work'
MS 'Well, have a good night'
Cliona 'Thanks, you too'
Me 'Bye Mr President' (Ok, so I didn't say that last bit out loud, but I was SO thinking it!)

So now of course we are best friends and will hang out lots until I leave to head home...and maybe the next time he's in Kamloops he can show me around!

Tigra Woods

If you didn't know, my roommate Orla is a bit of a Golf Wizard. She hasn't gone pro yet, but I'm sure one day she will! But she has decided she is going to make a golfer out of me before I leave. So a month before I board the plane home we started our lessons at the Driving Range. She taught me how to stand (feet shoulder width apart), how to grip (with pinkie and thumb overlapping), and how to place the club. And it turned out I'm a bit of a natural! I hit most of the balls, missing only a handful and hitting only a few others just a few feet away. I know I am not wearing 'proper' golf gear, but I'm trying to bring style to the course! I think I may have found a love for driving balls, but am still not sure how I feel about the thought of a whole game on a course...and of course mini-putt to me is always just a test to see how much I can cheat and get away with it!

Wasting Time

If you have some pictures on your computer and need to kill some time then go to www.myheritage.com

SO much fun!

Apparently I look 72% like Drew Barrymore

70% like Kate Bosworth

59% like Jacques Villeneuve...what????

Tumour Face

When I woke up on Monday morning I was shocked to see a ginormous tumour on my forehead and almost ran to the hospital but then realized it was just a zit. I kept giving everyone a hard time about looking at it, so in an attempt to keep my friends, I decided to try and cover it up. So here are the two ideas I came up with. The one on the left is my 'hanging out' or 'chilling out' look, while the one on the right is my 'heading out for a good time' look. I think that I prefer the going out look...reminds me a bit of Donald Trump!

Frosty Mornings

Winter has come to Ireland...sort of. A few mornings over the last week or so I have woken up to frost on the ground. And as you know, if it's on the ground then its on the cars too. Now the funniest thing I have seen in a while is the Irish trying to deal with frost. They don't seem to really deal with it like Canadians. They don't turn their car on 5 minutes before they are leaving to let it warm up and melt the frost...they don't even scrape off the frost...they boil a bunch of water and pour it all over their car...its so funny to watch! And its not just a few people that do it, they all seem to do this! I seriously need to import scrappers...I would make a fortune!

Save me!

Just a few weeks after arriving in Galway I was out shopping and I came across a sale on Previously Viewed DVDs so thought I would pick up a few...anyone who knows me knows of my love (ok, obsession) with movies. It was just too good an opportunity to pass up! So I picked up 6...a few that I had already seen and a few that were new to me! Among the ones that I had already seen was the movie 'Saved'. It's a satire about a group of teens going to a christian high school. I love it...a bunch of people I know, love it...however, my three roommates don't seem to like it...in fact they mocked it! I don't get it! They seem to think I'm crazy to like it! So I need your help. If you have seen it, and enjoyed it, post a comment so that I can prove to them that they are the crazy ones...at least when it comes to this movie that is!