A few words of introduction though - Erin left me pretty much nothing to write about. So I'll cover the odds and ends I can think of over the last hectic few weeks.
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| Here is a picture of Erin and I in happier times in California. You may think she misses it and wants to come home. But I've offered her Wichita KS, Ann Arbor MI, even Escondido CA! She doesn't want any of them! |
That foolishness won't last long though. It is the middle of June here right now. Right in the midst of our scorching Summer. We had our nicest day yet today. Erin woke excited and fresh and gazed out upon the day:
This was her afterwards:
Yep! Won't be long now. Chula Vista here we come.
Erin played in an all day volleyball tournament with a team called Old School before the Dohm's came. They were called that because everyone was so old on their team, particularly Erin. They made it to the semi's losing 2-1 to the favourites. Erin chose the team not only because her arthritis fitted in but because the jerseys were her favourite colour.
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| My baby proving that oldies can get UP! |
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| Team talk taken seriously |
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| Our Dirty Duck quiz night scoreboard. If you look closely you'll see that The Mad Ones did not come last with a grand score of 29/49. Walking home - you suck! haha. Seriously though, we were so pissed (humbled is the word I should use)! How the heck can a team get 44/49?! Smartphones - thats how! |
Ever since I found out the Dohms were coming I had looked forward to bringing Jon here. McHughs, the 300 year old pub on some of the postcards at our wedding, has been a revelation to me this year. It ranks no.1 on my favourite places to eat out in Belfast. And I only ever get one thing on the menu! The volcanic rock 420 degrees cook-it-yourself Sirloin Steak! Sooooo good! The steak comes pretty much raw to your table. You also get brought a black stone on which to cook the steak to your taste. Mound of fries on the side, dollop of garlic butter and pepper sauce and a fat pint of Guinness and you're a happy man.
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| A happy man |
Off on a tangent here but hands up if you remember this extremely fun night on December 30th last year. I can't believe that was our house, you were our guests, we had that much pizza, and I got married the next day!
I know I joked earlier about our weather but gosh, by some miracle right after the Dohms left the Sun appeared. 82 degrees we hit and I finally cashed in that round of golf I had been saving for Jon. It goes without saying that NI's finest golf course was lost on the talents of Steve, Conor, Nick, and I. Self praise is no praise but I've got to say - I hit a couple of humdingers from the tee box. I thought I was a pro with the driver. I wanted to make a video to show off to Jon but kept forgetting. Shame about the rest of my skills though because I finished with a 68 over par round playing only 11 holes after losing a total of 23 balls between the 4 of us. The Hilton Templepatrick won't be allowing us back on their course any time soon.
Sunburn, mulligans, angry 'real' golfers, water hazards, and dehydration all contributed towards what has to be my favourite and most anticipated beer! Oh my gosh this tasted good. It was gone in 2 seconds flat. But there was something very satisfying sitting out in the Sun looking out at what was once a very beautiful golf course (before Steve tore it up) having completed as much of a round as our ball supply permitted. Golf - I could get into that game...
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| Conor Doherty, Nick Wright, Niall Madden |
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| The greatest beer of all time! |
I lied. I did make a video. I was just too embarrassed to post it:
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