One Big Holiday

"Hi! My name's Barbara but you can just call me Babs." - 1st week in dublin Bri says this to alex and ben in the Brazen's Head. We still don't know where that came from, but I couldn't see her as anything else.

She's tiny, she's tan, she's feisty and she always knows the haps. Brianna DiTocco aka Babs is one of my roommates in Dublin. She's still mad that a nickname she gave herself less than a week after meeting me stuck and that I refuse to call her anything else. She once called me the "Beaminator," for an attempt at revenge but never continued. She loves shoes, animals, michael bolton, pb&js, italy and tequila. She packed a whole backpack full of shoes for a week long trip to Italy, and brought 8 pairs for a weekend in Belfast. Two weeks ago she woke up with gum in her hair and walked into my room to ask me to remove it. Yesterday she forgot her purse on top of a cliff on the Aran Islands and asked me to retrieve it. 3 days ago she said she saw two cows making love from the bus and she asked me to believe her. Every day she yells through the wall to ask me to make dinner with her. She is scared of bright colors, daddy long legs, a day without lotion and split ends (the other day I turned to the right and she was literally picking mine). If no one knows who did it, then Babs did. If you laugh, then Babs will laugh. If you feed Babs caffeine or sugar (do not, i repeat... do not feel her both at once) she will literally bounce off of the walls.

A couple weeks ago we were in a disagreement over something stupid (probably who will buy toilet paper next) and she said so seriously... "Katie, the honeymoon stage is over." It's true, it was over, and now we are ruthless. Over the weekend on our group trip to Galway, Ireland our friends started telling us out of the blue that we have some type of sister-like relationship that could potentially benefit from counseling. I think they were exaggerating, but we decided to take the weekend as a couples therapy vacation (it couldn't hurt, could it?):

She's my partner in crime, a really good arm rest, the butt of many undeserved jokes, the smallest one in every room and someone that is impossible to dislike. She's Babs.