Weekend in Connecticut

I made my trip to see my new nephew Ciaran (pronounced "Keer-ran") this past weekend. I got trapped in CT due to the storm. It sure was pretty though.

Ciaran is a gailic name in case anyone's interested. It means "little champion". Can you tell my sister and her husband are both Irish and competitive cyclists and one a former rower at that.

No surprise we watched the Olympics all weekend. Gosh those athletes are all so good looking in an all-American-type way- it's really kind of an oddity.


Here's the proud auntie with the little cutie pie.

I know I shouldn't put political commentary on this blog (I try to avoid that since we have such a harmonious scene here) but I can't resist saying that although I'm sorry the man was shot, I am really enjoying all the Cheney jokes and the fact that the man might actually be forced to explain something to the public and the press. It just kills me because it really seems like the last thing he would ever want to do.

More on the house later!