This weekend, Adam took me on a mystery trip to...Santa Barbara! We spent two nights and two days at the lovely downtown waterfront Fess Parker Double Tree Hotel. And now I understand about the cookies.

Our trip was especially enjoyable since, unbeknownst to him, Adam booked our stay for the weekend of "Fiesta," the city-wide annual celebration of all things Spanish. The town was packed, which made getting around a little more difficult, but certainly interesting. I haven't seen that many hot pants in one place since I watched "Hookers at the Point" on HBO. We shopped, ate, and watched a matinee of Signs (which I do recommend, if you don't mind being startled by the type of "cheap shots" like a dog suddenly attacking, or a hand poking out unexpectedly where it oughtn't be). All in all, it was a wonderful way to celebrate our two year anniversary. The only thing I regret is having brought a tin of those cookies home with me, and that I work next door to a Double Tree here in Santa Monica, where I will undoubtedly be making purchases of said cookies in the future.