The best vacation ever

I overheard a colleague talking on the phone about her upcoming vacation plans. So did another co-worker.

“Reading in the hotel room? What kind of vacation is that?” he asked.

The perfect kind, I thought.

What I wouldn’t give to be able to sit down and read for several hours straight. I’m still working on the book I took into the hospital with me when Ladybug was born 17 months ago.

I’ve come to love hotel rooms. When my parents are in town visiting, they’ll babysit Ladybug while my husband and I rent a hotel room downtown. We’ll go out to dinner, hit the casinos or just stay in and relax. On our last hotel date, we sat on the couch eating chili cheese Pringles and watching "Deal or No Deal.”

I look forward to those little hotel getaways. They symbolize freedom for us, even if it is only for 18 hours.