Besides regaling Kirk regularly with Bing Crosby tunes, I found plenty of ways to surprise my new husband with some unexpected antics.
For instance, a spontaneous jog up the craggy Burren, my feisty fists curled in determination to conquer it, almost before he realized I had gone but not before he could snag a few pictures:
And, the use of any old mettle I could find to demonstrate my acrobatic prowess:
Don’t forget my competitive spirit! Which, consequently, and, of course, sent Kirk running for cover.