Just because I’m in a hotel…

I can wash dishes with tiny bottles of off-brand dish soap that doesn’t work.

I can have 2 computers running at once, and another on the other side of the room.

I can have lots of bottles of medication everywhere, and stuff all of my things into Scotts shaving kit.

I can write notes, wear my cute new sunglasses and eat lemonheads without any kids distracting me.

I can crochet, and play games with my honey.

Or even take funny pictures of myself when I’m bored.

I can sneak around the hotel and take pictures of the housekeeping carts while the housekeeper isn’t looking.

And drink tomato tea, even if it makes the room smell like garlic.

And watch Scott shave his head, but only from afar, because he will cut the $%^& out of himself if he knows I’m doing it.

And yes he knew I took this one, and didn’t care at all.

And finally, I can try to look sexy and goofy all at the same time, and only me and a few others know.

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