August is a great month

Well, I've kind of come to terms with the whole Italian invasion thing. What the hey. It's just a week.

The weather is really sucky but I have decided to come to terms with that, too, because, really, what's the point?

The good news is, however, that August is actually a fabulous month to be in Dublin. I totally can't wait for the Festival of World Cultures which will be on in Dun Laoighire at the end of the month. Also, following the great success of my hiking trip I'm planning to embrace the great outdoors again, or at least take a couple of daytrips to Meath. Can't believe I haven't seen Newgrange yet. Saoirse has just passed her driving test so we will go together.

Oooh ooh oh! And of course. What we have all been waiting for for weeks. Tonight is THE night. Tonight is the night that I am going to dinner at the house of Saoirse's first-cousin-once-removed, the FAMOUS IRISH ROCK STAR. I am so excited. So excited that I can't decided what to wear so that I look totally cool but also like I didn't think at all about what to wear. I'm thinking jeans but then a very fancy top. Or vice verse. Damn. So hard. And then I will be blowing my cool by presenting my lovely gift of Mom's Bottled Moose and her note proclaiming herself Number One Fan. Is that spooky.

I so wish I could say who it was but I guess that's inappropriate, right? Right?

Wel, more soon. I've got to go investigate the wardrobe.