It was, in a word, GLORIOUS.
Enough gloating from me, I know.
I won’t even tell you about how, flying first class for the first time in my life, I clapped like a four-year-old when the flight attendant served ice-cold milk in real glasses and warm macadamia nut cookies. Nope. I won’t tell you that.
I’m back in the throes of picking up where I left off and resuming my blogging, Twittering lifestyle.
Didja miss me?
Full set of only slightly obnoxious vacation photos here. No bikinis; promise!