whether or not there's weather...
Jan. 17th, 2007 08:10 amIt has gone from 45 degrees last night to 15 degrees this morning. Blue sky and razor-edged air.
I have things to do, and all of them can be done from under a pile of blankets, cocoa in mug and cats at (on) feet and hip. I love my job.
So, in honor of this sudden appearance by winter, and to keep me entertained while I work...
On the Travel Network, they have this show wherein a concierge or personal butler comes along to tourists in Paradise (Hawaii or similar) and asks them for their most outrageous fantasy. When someone hits with a reasonable (i.e. wildly demanding) wish, they get 24 hours of being a millionaire, with whatever they ask for (mostly) granted.
If you were granted run of a luxe suite somewhere in your version of paradise, and a concierge to order around for 24 hours, free of charge, what would you ask for?
Remember, you're millionaires! Don't wish small!
( mine, in case a fairy godparent is wandering by... )
I have things to do, and all of them can be done from under a pile of blankets, cocoa in mug and cats at (on) feet and hip. I love my job.
So, in honor of this sudden appearance by winter, and to keep me entertained while I work...
On the Travel Network, they have this show wherein a concierge or personal butler comes along to tourists in Paradise (Hawaii or similar) and asks them for their most outrageous fantasy. When someone hits with a reasonable (i.e. wildly demanding) wish, they get 24 hours of being a millionaire, with whatever they ask for (mostly) granted.
If you were granted run of a luxe suite somewhere in your version of paradise, and a concierge to order around for 24 hours, free of charge, what would you ask for?
Remember, you're millionaires! Don't wish small!
( mine, in case a fairy godparent is wandering by... )