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| The Ritz-Carlton Cleveland, a lovely hostelry that is a hands-down favorite of Jasper, the wonder dog. |
As I settle back in from the hustle and bustle of the holidays, it’s time to take stock. Here are a few of my thoughts on the year behind us, and a few resolutions for 2010.
• Thank goodness that the holiday season is behind us if only so I don’t have to hear “The Christmas Shoes” song one more time. Not that I am the Grinch headed for Who-ville, but between that little ditty and Dan Fogelberg’s “Same Old Lang Syne” played ad nauseam, I was ready to take out a Snuggie-clad granny or two in the Circuit City parking lot.
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| Jasper road-tests the bed at the Ritz-Carlton, Westchester, in White Plains, New York. |
• Jasper, the wonder dog, is settling back into life in Brooklyn after his Grand Tour of upstate New York and the Midwest. He doesn’t seem quite so content as he was pre-holidays, since he was literally lavished with goodies, cosseting and a taste of the good life at both The Ritz-Carlton White Plains and The Ritz-Carlton Cleveland. Frankly, Jasper has turned into something of a snob, and he now craves Egyptian cotton and meals served on a tray. My name is not Jeeves, Jasper, so suck it up, or it’s back to the IAMS and man-made fiber blankets for you, buckaroo. (More on these two fabulous hostelries in an upcoming installment.)
• I am mapping out my travel schedule for the months ahead, and I am all a flutter with what’s in the works. Here I come St. Martin and St. Barts; Tampa and its annual Gasparilla festivities; Stockholm; Peru; Morocco; and LA, lots of LA. Expect loads of missives from all of these fabulous places.
• I am attempting NOT to eat as I packed on some serious pounds thanks to the talented chefs at Chicago eateries such as Tru, Avec and The Publican (it was a free-for-all on the food front until midnight on New Year’s Eve, and then it was on to penance and repentance!). Happily, I have placed myself in the hands of nutritionist Heather Bauer of Nu-Train, who swears I will be a dead-ringer for an Abercrombie swimsuit model by summer.
• Finally, I want to hear more from you, my loyal bloggerati! Send me your likes, your dislikes, your wants, your needs. I am your very own Ann Landers, just a lot cooler and more glamorous! (Oops, this just in: I am told that Ann Landers is dead. Well, then I definitely have a one-up on the long-gone Landers, n’est-ce pas?)
Remember that I am always an e-mail away at jetset.delta@gmail.com, so get those letters a-going!