Suite? Sweet!!!

Did I mention that Bert and I have a suite? The door opens into the "parlor", complete with armchair, sofabed, coffee table, television armoire, desk and dining table (round, quite cute). Oh, and wet bar with fridge and granite top. Then there is a door to a little hallway. There is a granite-topped makeup station with large mirror, and the very spacious bathroom opens off here. Then there is another door which opens into the huge bedroom, with two queen beds, chair, and another television armoire. There is a door to the balcony off the bedroom. This door? Is the only drawback. It was wickedly windy last night (we're right on the river), and the wind was howling through the door. It was insanely drafty, and rather chilly in the room because of it. Other than that, it is fabulous!!

In other news, the silent auction just ended. If you recall my glee about the handsome and brilliant British music therapist who is presenting on Friday (tomorrow!!!!), you will understand my insane and giggly state at the moment. There was a one hour consultation with him (by phone) as a silent auction item. Well, guess who won? Yay, me!!!!!!! Except now . . . .holy shit, I'm actually going to have to think up some questions to ask him so I don't sound like a complete pratt. And the consultation? Is on research, not autism (which is his specialty). Oh man!! Time to solicit questions from my researcher music therapist friends.(Petunia!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)