Sunday, September 18, 2005

There's No Place Like Home...

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!

9 comments:

topher clark said...

Thank you for turning your back on WalMart. You need to do that anytime you can. Congrats on the nap!!!

Sister Pottymouth said...

Thanks, Chris. The nap was great. We didn't eat any bananas either, which by your standards makes for a great vacation.

Lorien said...

Did you visit the Tisons while you were there? They only moved out of LaQuinta this Sunday.

Sister Pottymouth said...

Actually, we did see them Sunday morning. I had completely forgotten they were staying there. We were heading down the hallway to breakfast when Angie called my name. She showed us their room and told us they were moving in to the house that day. It was kinda cool to run into them there.

Lessel Peeper said...

"We get to do things we love without the joys of interrupting offspring"

Isn't that how you got the offspring in the first place?

Sister Pottymouth said...

Ha ha, little bro. Get your mind out of the gutter (or at least out of my bedroom).

dalene said...

I love the turning your back on WalMart part. Was it just a casual turning of your back or the serious kind (like when all the Klingons turn their backs when Lt. Wharf is dishonored in that one episode of Star Trek TNG)?

Glad you got to get away too! (We were in a teeny tiny facade of a room in a fakey Park City time-share condo.)

Sister Pottymouth said...

I suppose it was fairly casual, although it was intentional as well--Walmart's roof isn't the most beautiful view I've ever seen. The flower garden was much better. I'm glad you got to take a break in Park City. It doesn't matter where you stay as long as you get to go somewhere, right?

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