Aloft

Ahhhhhh.

FINALLY done with all that house-crap. At the risk of repeating myself: moving sucks. But thank goodness, that is all behind us now. As of about 5 hours ago. Now, crawled up in bed at the W Hotel, Aloft, PDX, life is good again. This hotel is sa-weeet. Had dinner at the bar, room temp is set at 75. We all have pink cheeks and we have cracked open the bottle of champagne meant to be opened yesterday for M's 40th.

I think we're enjoying it more tonight (even though K-man is having a tizzy because he doesn't want to go to sleep while Daddy's still up watching the Laker game.)

Tomorrow's agenda: breakfast at the IHOP next door to the hotel and head to the airport. Oh- and bummer that I'm missing Joby's 'Watch The Royal Wedding Party' so I might have to catch the highlights on CNN.

Good night. Sleep tight.