For the first time ever really, Mr. S and I got to get away for a few days without the babes.
Thanks SO much to my mom and sister!
I fought for the beach but Vegas won. And Vegas kicked my butt with a damn virus.
After day one, even.
Jerk....
Mr. S kept me drugged up so I could try and survive the remainder of our vacation. In all honestly though, I wanted to die. I hadn't been that sick in a very long time.
I did enjoy being kidless....
laying by the pool....
eating good food (when i felt up to it)...
Shopping......
Cirque du soleil "KA"....
There are some dirty nasty awnry people on the strip though......too much skin.......
Vegas makes me feel gross.....
Despite being sick, I loved the piece and alone time i had with Mr. S.
It was desperately needed and that need was fulfilled.
Next year WILL NOT be Vegas.
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