We're on the road for my wife's birthday celebration. Given her choice of possible locations, designed to burn as many hotel and airline Frequent Traveler points as possible, she settled on San Francisco and the California Wine Country.
We're not meeting up with friends (sorry guys!!!), nor doing any really touristy things. This is her birthday week and so we're doing things quietly and to ourselves, save for one or two work-related things I'm going to be doing. Fun stuff.
Last night we took in a play, and tonight it's a late-night dinner at a jazz joint.
Slept in to 8am, myself. That's three hours after my usual morning rise.
I'm taking the lazy morning as time to get some writing done on the book and update various websites. I could get used to this.
The view from our window....