MOON RIVER ... I turned 51 over the weekend. I wanted to celebrate in a place where I had never been. My favorite place in the world is Catalina Island but alot of history for me there and too many heartbroken memories but I still love it. With that said, I still wanted to go somewhere I knew nothing about. I wanted to go with my guy. I also wanted it to be a place he had never been. That is hard to do because there is no one on this planet as familiar with California as he is but we managed to find a place. Tiburon, in the San Francisco Bay. Tiburon is the Northern California version of Catalina and we had a great time. I do believe I loved that man before we left but now I am so in love with him I can hardly see straight.

We simply spent our time familiarizing ourselves with our new surroundings. We took in the architecture, the people, the history. What a grand place. The weather accommodated us. 63 degrees and sunny. The view from our room was to die for, looking out toward the Golden Gate bridge. I never stopped grinning. We went to an Italian restaurant for dinner and there was a jazz trio playing music as we entered. It was as though they planned it just for our stay. Dinner was superb and the company too wonderful for words.

The next day we took a ferry ride to Angel Island and rented bikes to explore the place. I got lost but it didn't matter. I was so lost in the atmosphere. I finally found my way back to my sweetie and as we 'found' our way home the grin never left my face.

I don't remember ever being this happy or this much in love. I must have done something right that God sent me this man. He spoils me rotten and I am enjoying every minute of it. He showered me with gifts, love and simply catered to my every whim.

As the song goes, "we're after the same rainbow's end". I love you, Greg, with all my heart and not just because of this magnificent weekend but for all you do for me and Joe.