I was spoiled rotten this weekend. Spent my Valentines weekend at a B&B. Total surprise.
It was really, really great.
Who knew getting spoiled was so awesome? Yeah, I could totally do the whole princess gig.
A princess that cleans the toilets and does laundry.
And that's why they call it "spoiled", because it ruins real life for you. You mean, I can't live like this forever? I gottta work and actually do things? Domestic things? Noooooo! Don't make me, please, don't make me. I don't wanna go back to real life...
Actually though, I kinda get spoiled on a regular basis. I mean, I guess it's all relative, because some women would probably scoff at what I consider spoiling. But hey, hubby lets me sleep in almost every Saturday and does breakfast. I don't know where that measures on the list of spoiling but sleep and food are two of my favorite things so I'll take it.
AND I got to drive his new ride. I guess technically my new ride too, since my income will contribute to the payment. But let's get real - it's totally his. As evidenced by the fact that I said I was driving it and he freaked out.
It was a controlled freak out but still.
"Couldn't you take the old truck?" I could but the new truck is more flattering. Be careful." Nope, planning on being careless. "Are you sure you can drive it?" I'm really not. Since, you know, I just got my drivers licence 23 years ago. "Don't let anything happen to it." I'll do my best to control the universe. "Don't park right next to any other cars, I don't want any door dings." Well that's no fun because I was kinda planning on parking two inches away from the first beater I saw.
But just in case something did happen, I made sure to practice my "You can't really be mad at me, look at how cute I am" face...
And judging by this photo, I'm glad nothing happened for both our sake!
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