I’m in a Casino Hotel (no, really)
My friend got a voucher for a free night at a casino hotel.
So, yeah, free wireless, a free cup of coffee, and a jaunt to the ice machine later we are hanging out on our two queen sized beds with both of our laptops on the endtable like fat, happy queens of the universe.
Well she’s on the phone with her mom but after that she’ll be having a blast too.
We got here and our room wasn’t ready, so we got some nachos and chilled out in the sports bar. Our overly-friendly waitress talked to us way more than we were comfortable with, but hey, them’s the breaks.
I’m looking forward to taking a bath.
The bath is HUGE. Like, I could do laps in it. (Ok, maybe not laps but my knees don’t bend and that’s amazing. Standing up the bath goes right above my knees. I’m 5′9″ – so that’s pretty darn deep.
After my friend made friends with the maid, we got hooked up with oodles of soaps, lotions, and coffee packets so we’re good for the night.
I’m going to be torn between not sleeping at all to truly enjoy this experience for every possible minute and going to sleep, like, NOW just so I can lounge in bed without the sound of children. Knowing I don’t have to listen for the sounds of fighting, rambunctious toddlers is absolute bliss.
So of course I’m wasting my vacation writing on my blog. My priorities are so messed up. Seriously.
Maybe I’ll go take a bath. The awesome floor supervisor that showed us the penthouse suite (it was beautiful and the bathtub was even bigger!) brought us bath salts that only the high rollers usually get.
Ooooh snotty bath salts. I’m seriously in heaven.
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