The Secret

Hotel Huntington

A promise is a promise. So, I woke up promptly at 6:15am and announced, “it’s time!” because today is the day Ash promised he’d finally tell me where we’re going this weekend. Turns out we’re flying to a little southern town called…..

Hotel Huntington

San Francisco!

I am starting to think this whole branding-our-lives-with-champagne-thing was a really good idea. True, I snubbed my Can-lit loving nose at The Secret, but then I made a simple champagne wish and next thing you know, I’m off to the Fairmont San Francisco on Nob Hill.

This means I will happily be out of blog’s reach this weekend. We’ll see how many glasses of champagne we can fit in before Tuesday!

Thank you, Ash. My always-full cup of perpetual champagne.



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