Family Post. . . .
The humidity in Ireland makes my hair curl. While most of Ireland uses hair straighteners, I am absolutely delighted with the bouncy ringlets. So, I decided to snap a picture and, obvisouly the zoom was wrong and it was off-center, but c'est la vie. It's me.
Me, wearing the hat I sent to Jeff.
Kristen and Me at Glendalough, in the Monastic City.
Keven and I had the same 10 euro track pants from Pennys. This is us posed after a day of hillwalking.
Witch's Kitchen at Blarney Castle.
Me and Brown Thomas. We're buds.