See this lovely (Flickr-snatched) photo of Ireland? See those rainbows? If you could capture, bottle, distill, and serve them to me as a cordial, I don’t think I could get any higher…

We just booked our first class airfare to London!!! (For the record, this is the first time in my life I’ve broken my “one exclamation mark is enough” rule. Forgive me, fellow punctuation sticklers. I believe the excessive emphasis is merited.)
Um, yeah. First-freakin’-class, courtesy of Mr. Lovebug Senior’s frequent flyer miles. HOW INSANE IS THAT?! Not coach. Not business. Six-foot, fully-flat sleeper seated, swiveling, individual laptop power cord-having, private TV-watching, complimentary Bose noise-cancelling headphone-wearing, personal satellite phone-dialing, champagne-swillin’ while we’re chillin’, separate security line-walking FIRST CLASS BABY!
We had our hearts set on flying Virgin or British Airways, but when the option to use American miles for the upgrade came up, we were all over that like foam on a Guinness. We booked our roundtrip airfare from Tucson to Chicago to London/Heathrow, leaving two days after the wedding and returning May 7th. Giving us a full two weeks, after travel time, in Ireland and London!
OMG. I think I might need to wear Depends for a few days. Seriously.
So jealous. This is like our dream honeymoon that we couldn’t afford so it simultaneously kills me and thrills me every time you post about it. I know we’ll be very happy with our week in Biloxi and New Orleans, especially since we’re crazy music freaks and we get to see a lot of music at our very first JazzFest, but London and Ireland, man oh man. And first class? NICE!!! (This English major is with you on the punctuation, although I’m sure I’ve broken that rule before now.) Congratulations on booking your flight!