We are going to a swanky hotel in Brisbane to celebrate the 10th anniversary of some great friends (holy shit! Am I old enough to have friends on their 10th anniversary?!?), these are great guys. always heaps of fun, and the night is sure to be a hit. Oh, and we are staying in same said swanky hotel. For the whole night, we will have a bed TO OURSELVES!!! Oh, be still my beating heart! Of course, the major component of my fantasies about this bed involve sleeping, but I'm sure there'll be something on the menu for hubby. :)
It's pretty rare that I get a night out on the tiles, but it's practically impossible with Hubby's work schedule that we get a night out as a couple, so I AM PSYCHED!!!
And, to make it even more fabuloso, I am, at Hubby's urging, going up early to spend the day cruising the City, swanning around a hotel room primping and preening ON MY OWN and generally doing anything that doesn't involve the words "Mummy come", Mummy play", "Mummy sit", "Mummy help" or "Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!".
I may even get to read a book! Oh, the unmitigated joy.
