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I'm going to Vegas on Friday for a weekend fling. Girl time. I've never actually been to Vegas so of course you can guess that I'm thrilled. Most trips I pack and do laundry the night before but for this one, I'm already starting to fill the bags baby. I bought a cool new swimsuit, a sexy black dress, and comfortable shoes today. All of which I couldn't afford. In my mind, I'm already there. Sitting next to some well adorned old lady playing slots and drinking something that puts me at ease. I have to hold myself back because the thrill in my head can often be bigger than the actual event itself which can lead to disappointment. I've even gone so far as to pick which movie I'm bring with me to play on my portable DVD player during the flight. I'll sit there laughing to myself while others look on wondering what's going on in my earphones trying to lean in to catch a glimpse. And yes, this will be the first time in history that I have left my son and my huband at home. Watch out folks, I'm on the loose. I hope I'll want to come back. Cute hubby agreed that it would be a good idea but now he's sweating. He has no idea how hard it is to be with a two year old for three days straight without an adult around. Everyone, please pray for him.
