Weekend in Monaco

Ross and I celebrated our third anniversary on April 19. We didn't do much celebrating on the actual day because I had a mental breakdown that required some mending. Rather than do what we had planned for that day, we ended up eating Taco Time in a park watching a family play on the swingset. That was okay, I guess because we had bigger plans for the weekend.

After attending the temple with Peter and the family, we drove downtown on Saturday night and stayed at the Hotel Monaco. The hotel was great, very boutiquey, and they even offered us a gold fish to keep us company in the hotel room. The only problem? We didn't plan well where food was concerned and ended up ordering room service that took forever to arrive. My salad however was great and Ross enjoyed his ham sandwhich.

On Sunday morning we slept in, yeah, got dressed and headed to the Little America hotel for brunch. I've been trying to get Ross to take me to brunch for three years and he finally gave in. Saying that he enjoyed himself is an understatement. We ate so much decadent food that neither of us ate anything...or could even sit up for that matter, for the rest of the day. The food was just divine and we both had a great weekend.