I’m a leavin, on a jet plane

Phil and I are taking what I think is our second ever trip away from the girls (at least together) this weekend and we are going to Las Vegas.  Phil is there for an archery tournament, and I am just tagging along.  It is strange to be free to leave the office whenever I feel like it to go to the airport, have a glass of wine and fly to Vegas. 

Plus, being gone on vacation two weekends in a row in the middle of “busy season” is really unheard of, so it just feels like I am doing something extra naughty. 

The children are in able hands, I believe all bases are covered (including the ones at Andra’s baseball game tomorrow) and I am wrapping up after a very busy work week.

We may just sleep a lot, like we have the other times we have had a night alone, or we may gamble and party all night, who is to say.  I know I am not going to say – because we all know – what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas.  Let’s just hope all our money doesn’t stay behind too.

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