It is Christmas morning and I have chosen to spend Christmas in a warm climate. Dan and I coaxed our children to come with us. It didn't take much persuasion! This is our first Christmas with our new grandson and I couldn't be happier basking in the glow that I get to spend such quality time with him during this vacation. He is 10 months old and such a joy. I can't get enough of him! Borderline gluttony.
That brings me to my next thought. Gluttony. Guilty as charged! People who know me know I have battled my weight my whole adult life. I have tried every diet known to man. Honestly, they all work, if you do them.... Due to having the attention span of a flea, I could win an award for the biggest goals and the shortest amount of time actually trying to achieve them. One fail after another. Yes, at times I have managed to hit my target weight only to sabotage it with a slippery slope of Halloween candy, sliding right into Thanksgiving, Christmas. You get the idea.
The past couple of weeks have been a great boost for St. Louis. Not only did we celebrate winning the Stanley Cup, but we celebrated that win in huge “Bleed Blue” fashion.
Our St. Louis Blues players returned home with the cup and a love for their St. Louis fans. Although tired and ready for rest, they stopped to speak to the press at 3 am on the tarmac and showed up at a local bar to celebrate with their fans.
The parade downtown and rally under the arch was well run and the fans showed up in the tens of thousands. It was a sea of blue under the arch. People were in a good mood and there were no reports of violence of any kind. Everyone got along and celebrated together.
Fast forward…I attended a Cardinals baseball game last Friday night. We were playing the Los Angeles Angels. Albert Pujols was returning to Busch Stadium for the first time since playing for the Red Birds. Getting in to the stadium was not easy prior to this game. It was packed outside, much like before a w...
Greetings! There is so much to do in St. Louis as the weather warms up. Here are just a few things going on in Forest Park. In the past year, we have a learned a lot from our guests and about what they like to do while in town. Here is just a sample of what is going on here in our great city!
The Muny Opera (America's Oldest and Largest Outdoor Musical Theater!)
--Guys and Dolls June 10-16
--Kinky Boots June 19-25
--1776 The Musical June 27-July 3
--Rodgers and Hammerstein's Cinderella July 8-16
--Footloose July 18-24
--Lerner & Loewe's Paint Your Wagon July 27-August 2
Good morning from Clifton Heights Inn. I am SO glad to be able to say "Happy Spring!" I am not sure about you, but I feel that Father Winter has outworn his stay this year. We had more snow than usual here in St. Louis. Having said that, it really wasn't very much, just more than previous years. I enjoyed each and every one of those snow days. I love snow, I just strongly dislike winter. Hard to have one without the other. I am grateful for the peace and quiet snow brings. There is a cause for pause when it snows. Life slows down bit.
Today I am trading the gifts of winter for the anticipation of green leaves and grass. I am currently away from the inn and will not return until the end of the month. My hopes is that some magical stuff will have occurred and my neighborhood will have awoke from it's long Winter nap. It's kind of like when you are out at a restaurant and you have been waiting a long time for your food to arrive. You decide to use the restroom in hopes of returning to a...
We had two lovely couples stay with us this past weekend. One couple came to celebrate a birthday. The other came to see a play. We greet our guests with something to snack on and drinks upon arrival. I usually sneak away and let couples have time to be alone. This particular night, they were interested in hearing all about the inn and how it came to be.
In turn, I asked about them about their lives. It did not take long to become engrossed in the conversation. One couple just had their 5thchild. As we spoke, I learned of their newborn son in the NICU ward at Children’s Hospital.
What am amazing story of survival. He was born premature at just a little over 1 pound! These parents who live in Illinois, go every day to the hospital to visit this little guy. They celebrate small victories with this miracle of a baby. He is strong and is improving each day. Even though they came to town to celebrate a birthday, they ended up at the hospital instead. They just couldn’t stay away. When they...
“If you want love and abundance in your life, give it away” -Mark Twain
There is a lot of truth and meaning to that quote. I must admit that perhaps I have been especially sappy these past two weeks. No, not because it was Valentine’s Day but because my life took on a whole new meaning. I entered a new realm and have been dancing on air as I learn to appreciate just what this new position holds for me.
On February 18th I became a grandmother for the first time. I was honored and blessed to be present when my grandson took his first breath of life. I will spare you the details but let me just say that it was a moment so magical that it will be forever etched in my soul.
Some of my friends who are grandparents told me that just when you think you have exhausted all of your love for your children, you manage to open up little door and out pours more. Apparently that is true. By the time I left the hospital, I had already bonded with this tiny human and had fallen deeply in love.
Obviously I am a bit biased towards bed and breakfasts and inns. There are clear distinctions between the two different styles of accommodations. Being a bit of a hospitality expert (innkeeper and owner) and having stayed in many Airbnb homes I can verify those differences. The following are MY observations of those differences.
Top of the list is Hospitality. Only after the booking is made is the location revealed with Airbnb. Sometimes the communication is with the actual owner and sometimes it is with a booking manager. A booking with Airbnb will most likely give you access to the home without ever meeting the owner/manager. Keys are left and you are on your own to search around for information. Some owners are good at leaving notes and recommendations, others, not so much. Personally, we have had good experiences and some very bad. Case in point: A couple of years back, we took my husband's entire staff and significant others to a "Luxury Home facing the Ocean...
That statement passed thru my head many times this past week. Clifton Heights Inn held their first Winter Boutique a week ago today. It was a great day all around. We had some very talented vendors who not only displayed their items beautifully but also did quite well in sales. As I wormed my way around the room (it was quite crowded most of the time,) I paused at these tables and reminded myself just how much work went into each and every handmade item. It is obvious that even though these artists were there to sell their items, there was also an abundance of creativity.
Many people (including myself) need a creative outlet. It fills a purpose. Finding a craft and honing it takes time and reflection. Honestly, I find the journey much more rewarding than the finished product. For me, it is soap making. Personally, I find making soap therapeutic and fulfilling. I am never going to get rich selling it but I find great joy in creating it and giving it away.
As I have matured throughout the years I have become very fond of Thanksgiving. As a child, our small family sat around the table and enjoyed an overcooked turkey, canned cranberry sauce, boxed stuffing, canned green beans and packaged gravy. It was always delicious (except for the green beans) and I didn’t know any other way to celebrate that day or any other way of cooking. Even back then, when I had no physical involvement in the creating of the meal, I viewed that day as being special. The house always smelled amazing. We all seemed to get along, tread lightly and did our best to enjoy the meal.
As I became an adult, married with children, my Thanksgiving morphed into a daylong celebration at my in-laws with young cousins playing on the floor and the adults all trying to pull the dinner together. Those Thanksgivings were wonderful. I didn’t have to clean house because we were going somewhere else for the day. My only requirement was to get my children ready and prese...
It has been a very busy week for us personally and at the inn. It is continues to amaze me the love that is all around us. The beginning of the week began with a flight home from Denver. While waiting in the airport I came across an adorable couple was waiting to board. Here was an elderly gentleman pushing his wife in a wheelchair to the gate. That in itself, amazed me. I was then honored to have an incredible conversation with him. He is a ninety-four year old World War II veteran. Spry doesn’t even begin to describe this beautiful soul. He allowed us to ask him questions and was very open with his answers. He was part of D-Day and landed on the beach in Normandy France. His description of that day gave me chills to say the least. He did not mind speaking of the day (as often, many war vets do…) In fact, he travels around the country with speaking engagements. Don’t forget he is ninety-four! His love for his country and love for his wife are abundant. I will not...