Nothing like packing for a 4-day trip to Vegas in December to make you realize that you have no long-sleeved shirts. Thanks, Florida, for leaving me so prepared for weather under 80 degrees. You’re a peach.
Hubs and I are leaving soon. This will be the first time we’ve been back to Vegas since we got married there (almost) 3 years ago.
The little girl is staying at grandma and grandpa’s while we’re gone. She did not love the car ride over there. Poor thing.
I’ve been staring at my suitcase for awhile now. I’m packed but I always forget something important so I’m trying to be proactive and figure out what that thing is. I can’t wait to find out once I’m halfway to the airport.
I’m looking forward to having a fun vacation, sleeping in, hanging out with friends and meeting new ones, and running a race for fun for the first time. No pressure! If I poop, I poop. And I’ll like it.
Talk to you all soon. 🙂