Chelsie, Millie AND Sarah are all coming out for a visit this month, and to celebrate I’ve booked us a night in a fancy hotel in the big(ish) city.
Our “deluxe guestroom” has, and I quote,
Italian Frette linens, feather down comforters and pillows
C.O. Bigelow bath amenities, ooh la la!
Animal-print bathrobes…grrrr!
You must make this face while wearing the robes. Grrr!
I can only hope for all y’all’s sake that it’s nearly as fancy as the hotel where Mike once stayed in Long Beach that had a questionable-looking Jacuzzi tub and mirrors on the ceiling. That’s what I call SWANK.
I once went to a conference where my room had a hot tub in the middle of the room (not the bathroom, just the room) and a closet with a spiral staircase that led to nowhere. And then I caught swine flu.
Hey, it’s better than catching food poisoning within an hour of showing up at the conference. The spiral staircase is strange, though.
I did not know about the animal print robes. This is going to be AWESOME!!