It is a beautiful Sunday morning here on Lake Winnipesaukee, and my wonderful husband came to work with me this morning to help me get ready for my big corporate group arriving in the hotel tonight for a big two day meeting.

I would love to actually be on the Lake in a boat, but work seems to come first these days. We live in such a beautiful place it would be nice to be able to enjoy it instead of stressing about work. We have been open now 3 weeks, and it seems things have been falling through the cracks, and since I sell a certain idea to clients, I have to make sure it happens which means I am at work when needed. Why is that? Why can't I trust that it will get done? No, I am not that much of a control freak, I have already seen it and it is scaring me, we kick into the season with our first wedding this weekend. It is going to be a long week.

Friends of mine and my husbands are moving this week I believe to Texas, from Illnois. I know that must be hard, but it is going to be quite the adventure for them, we wish them well, and most definately will come and visit them. For some reason watching people, move and leave their hometowns across the country to find work reminds of me of earlier times in America where you go where the work is,to support your family. We love to move and try different places but I truly believe that is not normal, or is it now? My family has always stayed in CT, when my mom moved to Maine it was a shock, and then we have moved for the last 4 years to a different place. We are staying put for atleast 2 years if not longer.

We have found our Starrs Hollow, I had a guest check in the other day, and her comment was when they drove into town, her husband said, "My gosh it is Starrs Hollow", it truly is...