It Just Gets Better. Part 2
Incase you missed Part 1
The key was to a hotel room. At The Four Seasons, Westlake Village.
For those of you who have not had the chance to stay at a Four Seasons, it's amazing. We travel a lot and I have stayed in some great hotels. But, there is just something about a few hotels, like the Four Seasons and the Ritz Carlton that set them apart. Everything is perfect. From the linens to the doorman to the $18 turkey burger delivered poolside. It's class. Not flash.
I get to the hotel, which is actually less than 2 miles from our summer home. No traffic to fight, no gas to waste. I get to the room and take a long, relaxing shower. Blow dry my hair. And, crawl into what may possibly be the most comfortable bed ever. I am in heaven.
Candy Man walks in all ready to go and we go head on down to the hotel bar. Here, I have a drink that is pure delight. It comes from a glass jar full of fruit soaking in Vodka. Delish.. Two "delighfuls" later and we decide to take the house car (yep the hotel has a car to take you wherever you'd like to go) to a local restaurant. More drinks, laughter and some great food. We head on back.
Entering the Four Seasons is perfection. There is a gentlemen playing piano and belting our Nat King Cole like nobodies business. This is totally our thing.
We find a comfy couch in the lounge and snuggle up. The piano man is taking requests and we get to hear all of our favorites: Brian McKnight, James Taylor, Carly Simon, Bonnie Rait. It's perfect. At this point, I am thinking I that I may very well be the luckiest women alive and that my husband in incredible. I feel like a Queen.
Candy Man gets up to use the bathroom and while he is gone, the waiter brings over champagne. Now CM had definitely stepped out of his more frugal character for tonight, but champagne? I tell the waiter he must have the wrong table. Twice. He insists it's for us.
CM returns and laughs at my protest. He declares a toast to 10 amazing years. We giggle and drink. I am glowing.
"So, are you ready for your present?" he asks. "Present? There is more?!" I reply giggling at my incredibly good fortune.
He reaches into his pocket and pulls out this black box.
I'm living vicariously through you right now.
I totally agree with the comment you left on my last post about how it will be so good to pass down my blog to Zander when he's older. I wish I had known about blogspot when I was pregnant so I could have started it then....
However, as much fun as I had with Zander this past weekend...I would have MUCH rather had one like yours... ;)
B) We can barely afford Super 8
C) And a present?!?!
You are very blessed and I'm very excited to hear about the inside of this black box.
Let's see, the box is the right size for a ring or earrings. I can't wait to see!!!!!
You're Candy Man is priceless. Revel in that!!
I know what it is, I know what it is.
Get your sunglasses on, girls. For real. This is a Very Big Deal.
As I've been telling Mrs. R since Thursday night--she WINS! And Candy Man wins, too. He is a very good man.
You are very blessed!
You're CM sounds amazing! Lucky gal!
And hurry back. You are not playing fair here!!
PLEEEEEEEEEASE Pretty PLEEEEASE with a cherry on top!!
Anxiously awaiting the next post!
Bask in being so loved by a good man. It is an indescribable feeling.
"And, crawl into what may possibly be the most comfortable bed ever. I am in heaven." and
"Candy Man walks in all ready to go and we go head on down to the hotel bar."
You said you crawled INTO the bed. He just saw you there and said, "Okay, I'm ready to go?" Surrrrrrre.
Okay, okay. I'll give you SOME privacy, as long as you promise to keep telling the story...
See you tomorrow...yes I'll be back!
I can't wait to see what is in that box!
Yeah, you suck.
Hurry up and finish!