My husband is turning the big six-zero in September. Seemed like it would be 'time' to hold some sort of 'special' celebration.
I asked him to choose: a party with friends and family OR being kidnapped by his wife for a weekend in Vegas.
He chose Vegas, baby! So happy about that 'cuz I'd much rather spend more than we should on a weekend ALONE in a luxurious hotel (Bellagio!) than on food/beverages, etc. We're truly just not 'party people'.
So three nights in Vegas....it will be a birthday to remember! And the first time we will have ever left the kids at home alone overnight. EVER. It's mid-September....so there's still time to beef up security and arrange for 'house checks' periodically. Pays to have good neighbors and lots of friends nearby.
H. already asked if he could have a party. That's a no. Big no.
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