I Feel Like Julia Roberts

We slept here, and ate here and here and ordered room service (for the first time ever...I kind of felt like Julia Roberts in Pretty Woman, only without the prositute part). I had a massage/body scrub and facial and manicure at the spa and we gambled (also, for me, the first time ever) and I won $80 on some Garfield nickle slot game. (And I left with $50 of it...not a true gambler...sorry mom! Dad, you would be proud.)
We're here for the New Boy's job. He's writing a story on the resort and I got to come along. He's been golfing, a lot, and I've been at the spa, a lot. It's so quiet here, and people are nice and there's space and it doesn't smell like garbage.
I wish we could stay forever.
Too bad this room costs $400 a night....Plus that crowded, smelly, loud city is our home where lives and friends and a future wait for us.
But today the only thing that waits is food...and spa...and stillness.
Everybody should have a weekend like this at least once in their life...