There’s nothing that makes Monday feel worse than a really, really wonderful weekend and this weekend was the best, I mean it, it was perfect in absolutely every way. On Friday afternoon Nicole, Jeff and I hopped on a flight to Oakland where we met Clairey and rode the party bus down to Calistoga. At the airport we drank champagne, at my Aunt’s house in Calistoga we drank champagne and then when we wandered over to my Dad’s house to spend the night we drank a little more champagne…just for good measure. I’d say it was a solid choice.
The next morning Nicole and I joined my family on a little hike while Claire and Jefferson slept in until the lethargically gluttonous hour of 9:00am, judge them as you see fit. Claire then made the the whole group delicious french toast for breakfast, before we hurried off to the local coffee shop to fit some studying in. As you can imagine, studying grew tiresome fairly rapidly so a quick retreat to the spa, Solage, was necessary. Luckily Solage also had champagne so we quickly forgot homework was even something we should be thinking about…bubbles for our troubles right?!
After poolside mimosas (the best kind of mimosas), mudslides and some time soaking in the geothermal pools we decided we should probably head to the party at the Castello di Amorosa, it really is a wonderful castle, and if you’re ever in the Napa area I insist you stop by. As most fabulous socialites are we tried to be fashionably late, we really couldn’t help it that our Spa treatments ran late could we? I wouldn’t dare show up to a party at The Castello without first exfoliating and detoxing my skin with an all natural mud treatment…I’m not some sort of street urchin.
I swear the whole castle was just enchanted when we arrived, actually they were just enchanted with my Dad because he was wearing a huge caterpillar suit and all the other party goers happened to be drinking lots of wine. Funny how wine makes everything more entertaining! I could try to put the Pagan Ball (aka the party at the Castello) into words but you probably wouldn’t even believe me. I was wonderstruck. I’m pretty sure I could be a Napa Valley socialite attending extravagant winery parties left and right and keep myself thoroughly amused.
I’m pretty sure I have the most gorgeous friends, I’m also pretty sure my family is the coolest. Everyone danced all night long, we didn’t even leave the dance floor when the fire alarm went off because…like, duh, “We Can’t Stop” was blasting and we didn’t even leave the party until the stroke of midnight. Even then, we wouldn’t have left except we worried our beautiful costumes would turn into rags and our carriage would change back into a pumpkin…don’t you hate how that happens?! The beauty and splendor of the whole night was all thanks to my Aunt Jenn and Uncle Stan, they’re party animals who planned the whole excursion, and despite the implications of my Aunt’s costume she is a benevolent ruler.
As if anything could top Saturday night…well Sunday day came pretty close. Bike riding, wine tasting, mexican food and sunshine…I can’t think of a better way we could have enjoyed our last day in Calistoga unless a magical fairy had whimsically and magically made it so we wouldn’t have to leave but that’s sort of cheating now isn’t it?!
I probably don’t have to tell you this but I’m now in the deepest darkest corner of the depths of despair. This weekend was so blissfully wonderful and now it’s over. The only thing in this world that could possibly give me enough energy to move on and make it through the week is something as wonderful as Halloween (THURSDAY!), oh and cookie dough, lots of cookie dough.