PALM SPRINGS!
We're in Palm Springs. It's early as hell, but I am awake, I think because my dog has trained me to get up at the buttcrack of dawn.
C is still sleeping. He just stirred and asked me what I was doing. I'm hungry and I want coffee and I'm being a geek and connecting to the outside world via Internet in our swanky hotel room, but I just told him, "I'm reading."
Last night we went to Las Casuelas Terraza for dinner, and sat outside in the warm evening. There was this old guy band that played cover songs (think Neil Sedaka), and we watched the Baby Boomers get down on the dancefloor. Some of them looked great for their age. Most of the men somehow lost their sense of style and fashion between the ages of 30 and 55. Also...my new theory is that in Palm Springs, the women are all way too hot for the guys they're with (present company excluded, even though C did this smooth move where he said, "And us, too!"...touche, but whatever).
We're probably having breakfast and then he has a tee time at 2:00pm and I have a spa appointment I am leaving for at 4:00pm. Both venues are on the resort property, so neither of us has to take the car, which is great. Oh, except I'm planning to call the concierge to pick me up with a little golf cart because I don't want to wander the resort grounds and get lost going to my appointment. Haha. We're meeting back here afterwards and going to dinner.
So fun!
C is still sleeping. He just stirred and asked me what I was doing. I'm hungry and I want coffee and I'm being a geek and connecting to the outside world via Internet in our swanky hotel room, but I just told him, "I'm reading."
Last night we went to Las Casuelas Terraza for dinner, and sat outside in the warm evening. There was this old guy band that played cover songs (think Neil Sedaka), and we watched the Baby Boomers get down on the dancefloor. Some of them looked great for their age. Most of the men somehow lost their sense of style and fashion between the ages of 30 and 55. Also...my new theory is that in Palm Springs, the women are all way too hot for the guys they're with (present company excluded, even though C did this smooth move where he said, "And us, too!"...touche, but whatever).
We're probably having breakfast and then he has a tee time at 2:00pm and I have a spa appointment I am leaving for at 4:00pm. Both venues are on the resort property, so neither of us has to take the car, which is great. Oh, except I'm planning to call the concierge to pick me up with a little golf cart because I don't want to wander the resort grounds and get lost going to my appointment. Haha. We're meeting back here afterwards and going to dinner.
So fun!