Of birthdays, holidays, and Marriott Autograph Hotels

I’m lying in the comfiest bed, he ordered room service for me before he left, and the morning sun is streaming in through the sheer curtains that adorn the floor-to-ceiling windows. He packed last night so we’d have time to enjoy each other thoroughly this morning, and he’s already sent me a video of the two sweetest pups at the airport, going on trips with their people.

My birthday was last week and he spoiled me even more than usual. The week has been filled to the brim: Our favorite wine bar, his favorite French fare, my favorite fragrance (thank you, Tory Burch!), our favorite positions, a GORGEOUS new handbag, and a lovely new-to-me Autograph Collection Marriott (the only place he’ll stay 🙄) in the “Christmas capital” of my state.

I just adore him. I’m always so blown away and appreciative of his incredibly thoughtful gifts. I feel like I fall short in the gift-giving department. I know it’s not about the dollar amount (so he says!), but still. I do LOVE showing my appreciation “back at the room”, as he likes to say, and he seems to enjoy himself as well!

Happy holidays, SLF. May your SRs be merry and bright. 💖