Back from San Diego

Hi Everybody,

Hope you all had a great week, mine was busy but strangely enough relaxing at the same time. Busy because I was travelling (which is always awful) and relaxing since what I was doing in San Diego was a slight change from my normal routines. I was at a course!

So imagine how you feel when you get off a four hour flight and after lugging your luggage from the airport all the way out to your remote car parking space to discover that you have a flat tire! I no longer need to imagine this since I have lived it today. Even better...this is the first time I have ever changed a wheel on this car and all I have is one of those bicycle thin spare wheels that just get you to the garage. I had to drive 200 miles!! Throw in the fact that given these circumstances I was now going to experience the Chicago holiday weekend travel which originally I would have missed. Needless to say I was home a little late this evening. But I'm home now and feeling that Friday feeling!!

Got a couple of birthdays coming up this weekend (more later), will also be going to a wedding (more later) and we have Monday off so we are truely looking forward to a long relaxing weekend!

Hope you are all doing well. Thanks to those for leaving comments, will also get to email you all over the weekend!!

I'm closing with this joke which Davey emailed me....I liked it a lot given the geographic distance between us here in the US and our siblings in Europe

An Irishman walks into a bar in Dublin, orders three pints of Guinness
And sits in the back of the room, drinking a sip out of each one in
turn. When he finished all three, he comes back to the bar and orders
three more.


The bartender says to him, "You know, a pint goes flat after I draw
it; it would taste better if you bought one at a time. "The Irishman
replies, "Well, you see, I have two brothers. One is in America, the
other in Australia , and I'm here in Dublin. When we all left home, we
promised that we'd drink this way to remember the days we all drank together."
The bartender admits that this is a nice custom, and leaves it there.

The Irishman becomes a regular in the bar and always drinks the same
way: he orders three pints and drinks the three pints by taking drinks
from each of them in turn.


One day, he comes in and orders two pints. All the other regulars in
the bar notice and fall silent. When he comes back to the bar for the
second round, the bartender says, "I don't want to intrude on your
grief, but I wanted to offer my condolences on your great loss."

The Irishman looks confused for a moment, then a lights dawns in his
eye and he laughs.
"Oh, no," he says, "Everyone is fine. It's me..."
"...I've quit drinking!"