Reunited, and it feels so good.
My partner in crime a.k.a. JetSet Knox and I headed west towards the sea and went out all fancy pants style like the old days. Our hubs held down the fort with the Kiddos at home and we were about to embark
Dear Ritz-Carlton, I can't quit you. xx
Then again, you know this already. You simply call my name and I'm willing to drop everything to spend time with you. Court me with dinner, drinks, a sunset and great company, then I'm yours forever. Pinky swear.