Gilberto and I celebrated our anniversary over the weekend. Six years! Woohoo! Since my mom offered to watch Gabi overnight, we decided to get out of town for a relaxing night to ourselves.
We went here.
Most couples head off for full weekend getaways at the beach or in the mountains and stay in a lovely little bed and breakfast and drink wine, or go into the city and have a fabulous dinner at a four star restaurant followed by a day at the spa. We opt for the loudest, smokiest hotels on earth with packages that include a variety of gambling and buffet options. Two free dinner buffets and a $20 slot credit, or a voucher for Continental breakfast in the cafe with a $50 slot credit? Pick whichever one works best for you!
We're just classy like that.
San Diego is the Land of Casinos, and it's actually a great way to get a nice hotel room for a steal. If we'd stayed local, our money would've gotten us a Motel 6 in a place where Domino's Pizza won't deliver after 9:00 at night.
At the casino, our room was really REALLY nice, with a king sized bed so decked out it screamed Oprah. I'm probably going to spend the rest of my life trying to recreate it.
And THE TUB! I was so enamored I took a picture before filling it up for a soak. Check this baby out.
I spent a good hour in there with water up to my chin.
Everything was pretty much perfect until this morning when we were woken up by the little old ladies in the room next to us, whooping it up about something at 7:30 in the morning. We could hear them clear as a bell through the shared door. I think they were doing impersonations.
I tried to convince Gilberto to do a little impersonating of our own.
Me: Hon! Let's stand next to the door and make sex noises!
Me: It'll be fun! Put a little pink in their cheeks.
Gilberto: You're insane!
Me: I'll say, Give it to me like the stud you are, baby. And you'll say, I'm going to pound you silly, you dirty vixen. Then we'll just make lots of noises and go Oh Yeah a bunch! It'll be so funny!
Though he wouldn't do it (I don't think he was all that impressed with my script), I did have him laughing pretty hard.
Our little trip was a total success.
Just a word to all women who find themselves packing for a night away. Don't think that you can go without your tweezers for even 12 hours. It's the time you don't pack them that you'll find a surprise hair that you need to pluck. Like, on your boob.