It's that time again, and we're doing it up in style.
Off to Santa Barbara this evening for a two day respite at the pastorally named beachfront Hotel Oceana. I dropped a few extra sheckles on an ocean view, so of course now it's pouring rain. But all will be forgiven if we get a lightning storm. Our culinary schedule is open, other than a required stop at La Superica. Monday night we'll be at Soho raging with the hipsters to the sonic assault of Sleigh Bells.
True confession...the part I'm most looking forward to is sleeping in tomorrow morning, momentarily free from the tyranny of the Little Man's morning ritual of pounding on my ribs while yelling DADDY WAKE UP in one ear. Have fun with that one, Dayduh!
This will be our longest break from him in two years..we'll see who cracks first, him or the Wife.
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