It is Saturday morning just a few hours before my exam and I am actually nervous. I really have put all my eggs in this one basket, as I have not explored ANY alternatives for employment. I'm sure I will do well and I need to stop worrying about it. I will share more about this trip to a NY State exam later.
Last evening, we skipped the Welcome Back Picnic at my son's school, (he really had no desire to go) but I did attend Walk and Wine (Whine) with Tami and Jenny.
No wine for me, but it was a nice mile 1/2 + walk FREE of back pain! I am so happy that I am not dealing with that any longer (quick knock on wood). We took a few pictures making fun of ourselves.
Here is a much nicer pic.
Walking hard ladies!
We even saw some wildlife on our little walk around the neighborhood.
No..I'm just kidding, we didn't see any Rhino's but we saw several bunny's hoping along the lawns.
Back at Jenny's house for this session of walk and wine, Tami and Jen enjoyed a white wine, while I played with her two girls.
Don't they look SAD (not) that they are missing out on the double attack?
Several hours later today:
It took me just about 50 minutes to complete my exam. I will only say that I did my best! It was not nearly as difficult as I thought it would be, but the more I talked about it with friends, the more worried I get, so I am simply going to throw it into the wind. From Pain and Gain.."If you think you deserve it, the universe will serve it. " So I am thinking positive.
Later today, I went to Downtown Syracuse to the Irish Festival. This is one Festival that I have not had the pleasure to attend over the last several years of my life. It was a nice time. Syracuse natives truly LOVE the Irish and their beer. There were several booths selling "Authentic" and perhaps not so Authentic Irish gifts; Green T-shirts, jewelry, and all sorts of things poking FUN at those Irish Stereotypes. Is it any less of offensive to make fun of the Irish if your Irish yourself? I'm not sure, but I got a kick out of these T-shirts.
Where was I? We enjoyed the music, explored the history of our Irish names, and discussed genealogy. My family is Scott-Irish, so I am not sure if I can make 100% claim of being an Irish American.
These kids were having fun dancing to the Irish jigs.
Another stage hosted a more Irish lullaby Band, and soon after they finished the little dancers were out.
I just love these dances. They sure kick their legs up high.
They were lots of fun.
Once the dancers completed we headed home, full of Irish cheer...but no beer.
Saturday evening, as if I haven't eaten enough this weekend already, my hubby suggests an evening dinner out. We all chime up The Olive Garden. If there is anyplace you can bust a gut, and walk away with more for later, the Olive Garden wins. We all fill ourselves up with the soup, salad and breadsticks, (making sure we ask for an additional bowl or two of those yummy sticks), then have some left over main dish. On this particular trip, the boys and I got the endless pasta bowl. They couldn't stomach a second bowl. (neither could I) but I did request one so I could bring it home for a lunch later in the week. I just love it when you can re-enjoy your meal later.
Feeling like a stuffed turkey.. I fell into bed regretting all the food I shoveled in, but glad I hadn't got myself a Shepard's Pie at the Irish Fest.