Monday, January 01, 2007

Hello 2007

I had an absolutely marvelous time saying goodbye to 2006 and saying good morning to 2007. What a year, what a way to end it!!!

It was a much needed relaxing and lovely long week-end. My fantastic husband planned, arranged, coordinated, and successfully pulled off treating me to a wonderfully romantic week-end.

Do you realize the weight of that statement? He PLANNED (two months ahead of time) a romantic weekend. I am lightheaded in blissful amazement and appreciation.

We spent a lovely early afternoon at a local restaurant and brewery drowning ourselves in cheesy fries and Mac and Jack while chatting the afternoon away. Thank you to my mother who enabled us to get away without having concerns over the children. We checked in to our "suite" early so that we could take advantage of an afternoon of soaking away in our own private outdoor hot tub overlooking the marina and Puget Sound.

It was a blissfully lazy afternoon of mimosas. After a nice little nap I took the world’s longest shower and subsequent primp session. I had bought a little black dress just for the evening and although the Doc said I could not wear the stilettos I thought appropriate for the outfit it was still fun to dress up. I am a housewife and mother of two who doesn’t have a lot of opportunities to play dress up in a "big city girl" kind of way. I was going to have FUN this weekend!

And our big plans for the night? We went to the Symphony. This was my first experience at the symphony and I LOVED it!!! We enjoyed an hour of horderves and champagne before the performance. I guess the trend of the weekend was turning into "champagne hour" quickly! We were defiantly in an “older” crowd and although we were the minority it proved to be quite amusing and delightful. I laughed myself into a fit at the elderly women, dressed to the nines, which were having conniptions that the champagne was running out! Anyway, I would love to go again and remarkably my husband (who basically does not appear to be the “symphony going” type) said that he would enjoy going again as well. I just loved the experience of being surrounded in music to the point that everything else simply fading away. I loved it; I loved it, I LOVED IT!

On a side note my hubby looked simply smashing in his three piece suit and trendy purple tie. You have come a long way in the fashion department baby and I LIKE IT, and the fact that you stick to your basic principals and refuse to wear anything other than your cowboy boots with your suit is endearing to me. Plan another couple of these weekends and I will buy you a tux! Gosh I love you my green eyed, surprisingly romantic, sexy man!

I want to make a point to mention that my hubby opened every door and did every perfectly gentlemanly thing ALL evening! For all you men out there, married or not, DON’T forget to do this once in a while, your women will look all misty-eyed-love-puppyish at you all over again.

After the show we took a speedy and swervy cab ride back to the hotel. Watch out for those cab men! Then we took a long walk down the length of the marina. My little sequined bag swinging in perfect happiness to a fancy little restaurant on the water. I have never understood why normal average people would make dinner reservation for ten at night but here it was, ten thirty, and I was waiting to be seated. I think I get it now. It was a great way to wind down the evening. I would love to say that it was the best meal in the world but to be honest I don't think I am cut out for the fancy shmancy salad and such that I had. It may have looked pretty but it was difficult to eat gracefully without toppling the "structure" of the presentation. I am a girl that appreciates food and it should be eaten with enthusiasm, appreciation and passion while trying to decipher the recipe so that you can duplicate it at home. Oh well. The lights, the night, the boats and the company made it great anyway.

We concluded (I would say concluded our evening but by now it was morning) by a long walk back to the hotel and a full bottle of champagne while soaking again in the hot tub until three in the morning. The cool night air, starry skies and ring around the moon was incredible. I was chin deep in the hot bubbling water in perfect happiness. It was the most ideal way to end the evening and it (almost) made painless the dawn of my thirty-fifth birthday. If you MUST turn older than you care to be, it helps to do it in STYLE while feeling romantic and lightheaded from too much champagne!

HEllO 2007!

2 Comments:

At 1/06/2007 11:23 AM, Blogger aimee said...

Oh wow, girl...that is a total dream of a night!! How awesome!! Tell that hubby of yours that he scores major points in the 'coolest husband ever' catagory. I have yet to go to a symphony...but I could absolutely feel the joy of it through your words!! I am so happy that you were able to get away into such a romantic getaway!! And here's hoping he gives you every reason to go out and buy him that tux. *grins*

Hey, I got your message on my blog! So at least I know my comments are working! I know what you mean by wanting to get out the scrapbooking supplies... my new blogskin makes me want to do the same thing. lol As soon as the weather stops being so unpredictable- (cause I'm a ninny in the snow these days...lol) we'll coordinate a time to get together. I'd LOVE a girl's weekend! It has been sooo long since I've seen Leslie and Collette. Gosh, major flashbacks just thinking of them. :)

BTW - your prezzy will be arriving within the week. *le squeel!*

 
At 1/08/2007 8:22 PM, Blogger Gwendolyn said...

Oh Lord! The anticipation of an arriving present! How ever will I contain myself? Now I will have to make multiple trips to the mail box every day until it arrives. :: doing the snoopy happy dance:: You know, on that note I have a very funny story to share with you. As you know already I am a total present fiend. I love giving them and I REALLY love receiving them. In my mind there is nothing better. Colette knows this and at least once or twice a year will give me a present that can not be opened until days later. (Dang her!) and she KNOWS that ninety-nine percent of the time I will open it early. I simply can not stand it. I can’t focus on ANYTHING else until I know what’s inside. You will find me kneeled in front of it in the wee hours of the morning, shaking it, smelling it, trying to peek in the corners, checking to see if there is loose tape, you get the picture it. Until I can’t stand it anymore and I just open it. It’s an emotional defect of some kind. But what I am trying to get at is this: She said that if I were Eve in the garden of Eden and the “forbidden fruit” had been a wrapped present?….. We would still be in the same crummy mess today that we are. I would so like to have been halfheartedly been mad at her but ya know she’s right. I have NO willpower when it comes to a wrapped present!!!

 

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