I Can Feel My Feet Now...

This afternoon I was posing in the snow thousands of feet high on the edge of a mountain in Scotland.



Now i'm drinking authentic aged Scotch. Much warmer.

I leave tomorrow for Dublin only for a night with my authentic Scottish Robertson kilt (yes my last name is Scottish) Off back home on Friday. As much as i'll miss it here, I cant wait to see my little man and squeeze him.

I'll return soon.