I have a history of good dental hygiene, and with the introduction of my Sonicare toothbrush since my previous visit, everything looked fine. To put it another way, the visit was
I really like my hygienist, Leigh Ann. She has a great memory, and is always asking me about my last, or next, trip. She, herself, is going on a "bachelorette outing" in South Beach next February. Perhaps she should consider this hotel, which is billed as follows:
Sanctuary is South Beach’s first "female-friendly" hotel, with an ongoing 25-percent discount for single women guests, and featuring:
- Cabaña boys at the rooftop pool to apply suntan lotion.
- Beach jogging and yoga companions available at any time.
- A chic in-house salon and spa for beauty and pampering.
- Personal shoppers and a comprehensive shopping guide.
- A specially designed, calorie-conscious spa menu.
Hell, what am I thinking, I should be considering this place.
I spent most of my work day prepping for tomorrow's ISO Audit Prep Meeting with Michelle's and Greg's team.
The traffic on I-40E on the way home was simply horrendous. Robert was about a mile behind me in the fray. He soothed my mood by calling my attention to a beautiful in the distance. I found the pot of gold on Halliwell Drive.
We had "appetizers" of bread and butter, and some "loaded" potato salad. Just some teasers before the .
was a lot of fun tonight. Early in the evening, I think we had more dancers there than patrons in the bar. Eventually, a decent crowd appeared.
Mike of "Mike & Andy" of Ft. Lauderdale was in town, and stopped by to dance with us. He did pretty good remembering the dances. I guess it's like being on a horse... ride 'em cowboy.
Van and Adam were back, in full swing, though Van had a terrible sore throat, but looked good in his stubble/beard. IMHO. I had two wonderful waltzes with Robert.