It just so happens that my wife and I were married on the 15th anniversary of Elvis’ “death”. It turns out, this makes it impossible not only to forget when it’s our anniversary, but how many years we’ve been married! Take the number of years Elvis has been “dead”, subtract 15 and voila! Our anniversary number!
This year, we started the celebration early. On Friday night, we went to the Hollywood bowl to see my cousin (my maternal grandmother’s nephew) conduct The L. A. philharmonic program of Tchaikovsky, culminating in fireworks at the climax of the 1812 Overture. We had great boxes, just about stage center and 4 rows above the main concourse. A delicious dinner was delivered to us (albeit 50 minutes late, but we got free dessert because of it), we split a bottle of good wine, and it was quite romantic. Afterwards, we went backstage to congratulate my cousin and tell him how much we enjoyed the show. Then we got to sit in our car in the gridlocked parking lot for 45 minutes trying to get home. Good times.
Saturday, we played with kids in the morning, then dropped them at MIL’s for a sleepover and drove to the historic Casa Del Mar hotel in Santa Monica. This place was once a ritzy beach club built in 1926 and recently restored to all it’s former Deco glory. It is gorgeous. When we got there, our room wasn’t ready, so the manager apologized, and bought us a round of drinks. We sat drinking our bloody marys and looking out the window at the beach and feeling the stress drain away. When the room was ready we were impressed. King size bed, creamy soft duvet, cushiony divan, spa tub and separate glass-walled shower. Luxury. Later we had a great dinner in the hotel’s restaurant during sunset and then took a walk on the beach, though it was a bit chilly. Of course, we retired to our room early. Do Not Disturb.
The next morning, we read our complimentary Sunday paper and the manager comped our breakfast, which we ate in the restaurant, watching the surfers jostle each other in the waves. I went and picked up the kids and brought them to our oom where they bounced on the bed for a few, then we all went upstairs to the 5th floor pool deck and swam and splashed and had a great time. Then the kids had to try the spa tub. Unfortunately, all good things have to end some time, and so we checked out and went home for much-deserved nap time.
Today, Mrs. Xavier is playing hooky (Goddammit, I have to work), having a spa day at another local hotel, and I am sending fresh flowers to her at the spa. Tonight will be another fancy dinner and then I will give her her present: a brand new leather softball mitt. Because the 12th anniversary is the ‘mitt’ anniversary, right?