I am sure that you are shocked to see a photo of a sheriffholding a machine gun on this blog! Well, it is relevant, I promise! Justin and I went to Palm Beach, Florida to work on the plans for an upcoming 60th birthday celebration that will take place a Donald Trump’s Mar-A-Lago club. We were taken on an wonderful tour by the facilities fantastic event organizer, Carmen Graff. Each room was even more fantastic than the next! It is really a “must-see” if you are ever in Palm Beach. After reviewing the details of the event, we checked in at the near by Ritz Carlton. Our stay was lovely until we noticed a police chopper circling over our balcony and the hotel’s security guards scattered about. We noticed that the guests seemed unfazed so we headed down for a lovely ocean side dinner on the terrace of the hotel. Near the end of our dinner a hotel employee instructed everyone on the terrace to get up immediately and go in to the lobby. Justin and I decided to head to our room and relax for the rest of the evening but were met at the elevator by a security officer telling us that the rooms had been evacuated and we were to stay in the lobby. When we turned to head back to the lobby we were pushed aside by three SWAT officers toting machine guns running by us. By the time we returned to the lobby there were men with machine guns all around us. It looked like Beirut! It was so surreal and we were frightened as we had no idea what was going on. After a few minutes in the lobby every hotel guest was instructed to head into a sequestered ball room and stay away from the windows. The photo attached is from that room. The sheriff paced in front of us while we all gathered together. By this point my hear was racing and all I could think of was the fact that my friend Tina Craig, the one and only “bagsnob” would be telling me to take a photo! So…I whipped out my iphone and quickly took this shot. What you can not see in the photo is the 70 (yes…70) other officers with machine guns that were surrounding us. After a short time in the ballroom, the sheriff pictured here informed us that they had captured the man they were after and he we were now free to return to our rooms. The man had apparently kidnapped his girlfriend and tried to kill her. She got away (praise the Lord) and he ran to the Ritz Carlton (can’t really blame him.) Apparently he had buried himself in the sand 15 feet away from where Justin and I were enjoying our lovely beach side dinner! The next morning we woke up to start our day only to find that the hotel had lost it’s power! They couldn’t get our room service orders right either! I think that they were really shaken up! I hope your vacation photos look better than mine!