Living in the Lap of Luxury

I just sat and stared at my computer screen for a good 10 minutes. I don't know why, but the inspiration just isn't coming.

I suppose I could tell you about my weekend in Laguna Beach. It was interesting, that's for sure. Mike's sister and her boyfriend took us out for a fancy schmancy dinner Saturday night. I felt bad that they paid for us while at the same time realized that I would probably have a minor heart attack had they agreed to let us pay half. Let's just say, even when Mike and I are celebrating something really special we don't go to a restaurant like that.

We had a blast though. Laughed a lot a lot and I got to know his oldest sister better. All in all a very successful evening.

The next morning we met Mike's sister, her fiance, and the in-laws for Sunday brunch at the Ritz-Carlton. Yes. The Ritz-Carlton. It was the first time I had ever been to such a place, however, thanks to the movie Pretty Woman I knew that it was going to be a classy place even before I arrived.

And was it ever! Let me tell you what I had for Sunday morning brunch at the Ritz-Carlton: Champagne (constantly refilled), orange juice, water, fruit cocktail, shrimp & crab cocktail, a fontina cheese and spinach omelette with hashbrown and turkey sausage, and finally strawberry cheesecake for dessert. It was delectable.

But, the food certainly was not the best part about that Sunday brunch. The best part without a doubt was the view. Unfortunately, I lost my camera charger a few weeks ago, otherwise I'd post a picture for you to be amazed by. The hotel is situated on a cliff that overlooks the ocean. In the restaurant, there were HUGE windows across the entire west wall out of which all you could see was ocean for miles and miles. It was absolutely breathtaking.

I wouldn't mind going back there and staying for a long weekend sometime. However, my dreams were shattered when I checked out their room rates. We're talking high $400's to stay in that hotel!

Maybe some day I will be rich enough to afford that kind of luxury.
Hmm.. on second thought, I'm a teacher and my husband is in the military.

Maybe not.