Wednesday, February 11, 2004

11 February, Wednesday: Forgot to mention that I had a Smithwick’s beer last night. One of Ireland’s brews. But it’s pronounced Smittick’s. So when I saw it written I didn’t realize it was the same beer.

We had another productive day, did five interviews and found a very likely candidate to call back for a second interview. So we have four excellent possibilities.

A funny incident happened today—When Simon and I walked out of the restaurant after lunch, there was a construction worker repairing part of a door. He was on one knee right in front of me. I walked up to him and said, “Yes, I’ll marry you.” He said, “Yep, I was in the mood for proposing.” Simon said I should have mentioned the large tool in the guy’s hand, but I thought better of it.

Kelly sent a few pictures of Blake from the NICU. He is absolutely adorable. I can’t wait to see him in person.

We’ll leave the hotel tomorrow morning at 7 to catch the ferry. I have a lot of work to do tonight, but I can’t stay awake.