Happy Valentine's Day!

So Friday night was my Valentine's Day gift from DH.
You already know about the note he left me on Friday telling me to pack my bags.
If you don't, you can see it again here: Surprises
Well, I survived. He had Carlos the limo driver pick me up and take me downtown to the Skirvin Hilton Hotel.
It is amazing.
This hotel was established in the early 1900's and just underwent a major remodel.

So, anyways, Carlos drops me off and I go to the front desk to get my room key.

The nice lady at the front desk hands me my key and tells me my room number and that it is on the sixth floor.

Ok, not too hard, so I get on the elevator and get off at the sixth floor.

I am really excited at this point.

So excited, that I forgot what room was ours.

I thought she said 606. So I went to 606. Yeah, I couldn't get in. So I am nervous and think well, maybe she said 612. So I go to 612. No luck.

Yes, I feel like a crazy person at this point. I am so glad nobody opened the doors to their rooms and asked me what I thought I was doing. That could have been really weird.

I head to the elevator. I can't take it if I try again and someone who is not my DH opens the door.

I am really dreading asking the girl at the front desk, "So, what room am in, again? "

Yeah, not wanting to do that. I get my cell phone and call DH,

"Hello?"

"Uh, Babe?"

"Yes?" he asks.

"So, you are not going to believe this, but I feel really stupid and you can't make fun of me and I don't want to go back downstairs and ask the girl at the front desk, but, uh, what room are we in?" I ramble out. Remember, this is a surprise.

Crickets on the other end, then he bursts out laughing and tells me our room number.

No, I never would have tried that number, not in a million years.

UGH!

DH picked the flower arrangement. These flowers do not come with the room.

I love this bathroom.

I get ready for dinner and text him and Carlos to let them know I am ready.

They pull into the front and we get back in the limo and head to our dinner reservations at: 

Drum Roll, please, The Mantle.

It's a pretty good restaurant down in Bricktown. We had the second ever most amazing 14 oz bone in fillet. Yes, we split the entree. It was 14 ounces of the most delicious and tender fillet we have had in a while. The only downer was that our server did not like his job nor did he like Valentine's so he was in a crummy mood. His service was the worst service we have had in the last three times we have been to the Mantle. But that is okay, we had a great meal and I did not have to do the dishes.

Next stop is at Rooster's Chicken and Beer in Bricktown. It is a bar and chicken joint in the Old Wells Fargo building.

Digression: One thing about living here, you can give directions through Oklahoma City and Guthrie, Oklahoma by using landmarks like, The Old Wells Fargo building. Or Just south of the Old Pizza Hut in Guthrie. (There is a Mexican Food Joint in the Old Pizza Hut Building and our favorite Italian joint is Romas, which is south of the Old Pizza Hut).

Our friend, Chris is the general manager and our other buddy, L.V., waits tables and is the owner's son.

We finish the night at Rooster's and then head back to the hotel for champagne, chocolate covered strawberries and the softest sheets ever.

I slept so well, I got up the next morning and used a search engine to see if I could track down where to get these sheets.

This is DH waiting for the valet to bring our car around.
This lobby is amazing.
I love him, he made a wonderful surprise.


Have a Happy Valentine's Day!
Jen

Surprises

I just walked in the door from work and what do I find?
A little note from Darling Husband (duck taped to the door) saying:
Your ride has been arranged for you for tonight.   (RIDE?!?)
I need for you to get an overnight bag packed.    (WHAT?!?!?)
I have your clothes for tonight already picked out and they will be at the hotel you will be going to.
(Uh-Oh. He picked my clothes.)
If you don't trust what I picked you can bring something that you pick as long as it is a dress.
(WHEW!)
The key to your room will be at the front desk.
I will hand write a number for you to text around 5:30 for your ride to get you.
When you get to the hotel, take your time getting ready.
We have reservations at 8:30.
Text the same number around 8:00 and I will meet you and we will go out for dinner.
Hope you love it.

Isn't that sweet?
Wish me luck!
Thanks for stoppin' by!
Jen

Headed to Sturgis, Thursday

Well, I am sorry I have been absent most of this month except for the one ridiculous post about Walgreen's. At the beginning of this month, my dad, my step mom, my husband, and I all went to Sturgis, South Dakota for the 70th Annual Black Hills Motorcycle Rally. Yes, that rally. The one with all of the bikers. That is the one. It is held the first full week of August each year. So if you are planning a family vacation to see Mount Rushmore, you have been advised. The area was expecting about 650,000 motorcycle enthusiasts. I heard but can't prove that they actually had between 750,000 and 1 Million motorcycles. Meals in restaurants were kind of slow. The eateries were kind of busy.

The plan was my parents would ride up from McGregor, Texas, about 330 miles to our house on Thursday and we would leave Friday for Sturgis. Dad and Gwen got here right on time, so we went to eat dinner at Applebee's here in Edmond. Then we went to BS Unlimited in south Oklahoma City to do some shopping. We were shopping for a pad for Dad's motorcycle seat.

We have talked about seats before, when I rode as a pillion passenger on the back of my ZZR. Seat comfort is important for rides over fifty miles.

Dad had held off on buying an upgraded seat for his Heritage Softail (the green and white one) until right before the trip. Dad and Darling Husband are both big believers in the Sundowner seat sold by Harley Davidson. Dad purchased a Sundowner for his bike, put it on, and made the dash to my house. We have a Sundowner seat on our Street Glide, the red one in the previous picture. I love it. That seat is so nice and cushy. Ahh, I get all comfy thinking about it. So Dad gets on his bike with Gwen and they head to our house. By the time they got here, Dad's back and uh, derriere, were bothering him. So, we went to BS Unlimited to get a gel seat pad for him. The manufacturers of those things are proud of them! Dad got a nice blue velvet one (the only color they came in) and we went home and installed it. By this time, it was bedtime. We were planning on getting up early to make the big push to La Junta, Colorado.

We went to bed and this is the start of our trip to Sturgis.