This weekend my husband and I celebrated our 13th anniversary (two months late). We've been doing this yearly for about 7 years now, and it's great. We pawn the boys off to my sister and take off for a couple of days to a hotel where we get to do things we love without the joys of interrupting offspring.
In the past, we've stayed somewhere in Salt Lake City. (We went to Park City one year, but that was the exception.) This year, our Salt Lake plans were thwarted. The hotel didn't have the room we wanted for the price we needed. What to do? Hmmmm. How's this for a novel thought: why not stay somewhere in Provo? (audible gasp of horror) No--seriously. It's cheaper, since gas prices are so high, and we know where all of our favorite restaurants are. Given that we are on a pretty strict budget, the whole "low-cost" thing cinched the deal.
How was our vacation at home, you ask? It was great! Who knew that staying at La Quinta, with a lovely view of the roof of Walmart, could be so relaxing? Maybe it was going without the kids--that's definitely a stress reduction right there alone. But you can't get any better than getting to take a four hour nap without kids bouncing on the bed asking you every 5 minutes if you're done sleeping. I tell you it was heaven--right here in Provo. We read books outside in their gazebo, set artistically in the lovely gardens, with our backs towards Walmart (of course). We went to see a late movie. We went to the Provo College and got full-body massages (for $12 each). We lounged around and chatted. We slept in. Oh--and did I mention the four hour nap?
So if you and your honey are needing a little time away, why not try your own hometown? It's amazing how different it feels to play the tourist in a familiar territory. Who knows... you might actually enjoy yourselves!