I believe that it's better to be looked over than it is to be overlooked. M.W.
Friday, June 19, 2009
11:45AM - Private to Jamie and Brodie
Are you two free sometime today? I wanted to see if I could ask you something.
Friday, February 27, 2009
12:17AM
Handwritten Journal -
Seasickness is not my friend. Normally I would not even think to complain about spending a good deal of the day in bed, especially not curled up against Jeb. With the unsettled nature of my stomach at the moment, I am deeply reminded of the fact that I'm from a landlocked state. Kansas may have a kink for man made lakes, but I had never really spent time out on the water before. Not that you can feel the rocking, mind you, the ship is too luxurious for that.
The good news is that both the jet lag and seasickness seems to be wearing off. And, thankfully, I never had to pray to the porcelain gods, so to speak. Exploring the ship is increasingly tempting, rather than being shut in the cabin (as glorious as it is) for the entire day.
As an aside, Gregory has claimed the sink for his own personal bed during the nighttime. Nearly scared me to death when I was not paying all that much attention somewhere around two AM last night.
-A.Z.
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
1:23AM
Handwritten Journal
This suite is simply amazing, and completely gorgeous. Red, white and pink, lilies and roses, red velvet and lace. It's enough to make a girl feel all naughty and lush inside, ready to pounce on her boyfriend before they're even fully inside the room. Of course, there is something to be said for simply breathing in the scent of fresh flowers, running a hand over the textures of the furniture and wondering aloud how cushy the mattress of the bed might be.
Much later we unpacked, although promising not to use my laptop to do any work nearly hurt, I somehow managed. My cell phone however, I feel naked without it always at hand. Not the good kind of naked either, where it's all teasing smiles and heavy petting, but the bad sort with the feeling as if you have perpetually forgotten something. I know those in the marketing section are all brilliant, Aunt Elphie would stand for nothing less, it's just that I have not taken a vacation in...have I ever taken a vacation? Somehow I don't think that weekend spa visits count in that capacity, no matter how lovely.
It's not that I'm a workaholic, I'm just dedicated to doing my job. Things always seem to come up that demand my attention at the last minute.
The map of the ship looks fascinating, nearly as blissfully enticing as that tub in the bathroom. I'm amazed at both the pure beauty and wealth every square inch of this place displays, and at how many wonderful things are offered to all the guests. I've been to luxury hotels quite often, stepped inside some lush offices, but this ship leaves them all behind in the dust. Perhaps I really should travel more.
I don't know who put our names in for this trip, but they definitely have my gratitude for this. It's wonderful.
I'm off, Jeb's looking distracted and I really do want to try out that gorgeous shower, why should I have to test it out all by my lonesome?