Day One Shelly, smile. I plucked my eyebrows and wolf-man ear hairs this morning. I love Irish tea. I really really love it. I find myself anxiously awaiting teatime, which luckily for me is breakfast, lunch, mid day, dinner and after a futbol match, though I’m hardly taking advantage of this. I’m already convinced that an Irish smile could charm a person into doing anything, with the exception of the airline hostess Caroline who has the most perfect upper row of teeth and hurricane Katrina teeth on the lower. My favorite words spoken in an Irish accent; “ok, super, and so good.” I defeated Tara in Yahtzee, Crazy 8s, Connect Four and Backgammon on the plane. Unfortunately, sadness holds hands with defeat. I yahtzeed once but due to my frugalness, I would not allow Tara to
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