Friday was our night away, the first in 3 years. Unless you count my 72 hour "vacation" a couple of years back. It didn't matter to me that what started out as a whole weekend away was now only one night, or that we were staying at some dive a few miles from home. It was an adventure just the same.
It started with dinner at a restaurant with a view of the mall. The lasagna was almost as good as mine, and Hubby's burger was homemade and huge,just the way he likes them. It was more like dinner theatre, because shortly after we were served, we watched some rent a cops take down a shop lifter. Three security guards for a girl not much bigger than my leg. She put up quite a fight, though.
After dinner it was off to our favourite hole-in-the-wall, across from the kick ass toy store and Chapters. Imagine my surprise to find out that there was a La crosse tournament in town and nearly every hotel/motel was booked. By the time we found a place, we had spent 1/2 of our budget just getting there. The lady at the front desk thought that I was crazy when she read the address on Hubby's id. Less than a block away. Yup. We were smack in ther middle of the old 'hood, and only steps away from Hubby's whole family.
I still didn't care. Away is away, right? We hunkered down for the night,content to be alone.
The room itself was pretty standard. Two queen size beds, a fridge, a broken night stand, and the same a/c unit in my Nanie's apartment - 25 years ago. Thankfully, the place was sound proof, and we only had a drunk knock on our door once.
We spent the evening together, just the 2 of us, and caught up on....Stuff. I kept the weather network on all night because neither one of us brought a watch, and we didn't want to miss our 11am check out time. At 9:30 the next morning, we discovered that we had pay TV. Oh yeah. I watched the weather network for 12 hours and there was free movies playing.
We left at 10:45, soaking up every minute that we possibly could. It was glorious. Truthfully. We had such a good time that Hubby promised to take me "away" once a month.
I can't wait for September.