The day Rian turned 30

Rian recently turned 30, so I took my strapping Irish-Native American boyfriend on a road trip as a birthday treat. We ended up in a small Irish town, Weston, Missouri, which was founded in 1837. The small historical town is the perfect getaway for any couple or family.



We kicked off the evening with dinner at an 1847 Irish pub. The little cabin was lit with oil lamps. Since it was a rainy week day, Rian and I were the only ones there.



Then, we walked around town, hand-in-hand, stopping in the antique stores and admiring the scenery.










(This is the town's actual police station. I felt like Barney Fife would come running out any minute).



Overall, it was a lovely trip and a romantic birthday celebration. I wanted to do something out of the ordinary for Rian, since turning 30 is a milestone and he has been kind of depressed about it.

PS. I finally got wireless in my apartment, but it works on everyone's laptop except MINE. Huh. So, we're having a technician come back to the apartment on Monday so he can figure out how to install wireless onto my eight-year-old piece of crap laptop. Sigh. There's always something, isn't there?


PPS. I miss you.