Monday, April 09, 2012

Must. Stop. Eating.

Arrived here in Williamsburg a little before noon, just in time to check in to my perfectly adorable little room, and then go to lunch. I had chicken pot pye (as they spelled it back in the day) and this absolutely terrific peanut soup and a frosty lime rum punch. Then I toured one of the old buildings -- an 18th century coffee house (as opposed to tavern) which once played host to George Washington -- and got my gorgeous new spring pedicure (OPI La-Paz-itively Hot). I did 25 minutes of cardio before going to change for dinner.

And, God help me, did I ever have dinner! Scallops wrapped in bacon, sorbet to cleanse my pallet, followed by seared sea bass and a praline/cinnamon concoction for dessert. The meal was really too expensive and I should be ashamed of myself, but I'm not. I even enjoyed listening to the easy-listening tinkling of the ivories that accompanied my meal in The Regency Room, the resort's high-end restaurant. I don't think I can do much more tonight than collapse on my adorable little four-poster canopy dead and sink into a food coma.

Hopefully tomorrow will be more productive. But you know what? If it's not, I won't be too blue. After all, this ol' Gal is on vacation!