
I, being the kind and loving wife that I am :)
encouraged my dear hubby to take a trip. You see
his friend was leaving for a conference that he had
to speak at in Vegas and was having to go alone for 7
long days. For at least two weeks prior to leaving, Mark
would call, text and badger Joe to come with him so he
would not have to be there alone. Knowing that my dear
hubby has been so stressed, I figured he needed a
break; and since Mark was paying for the hotel and
car I figured I would be the supportive wife and send
him packing on his merry way to hang out with his
buddy for a few days of R&R.
(Of course there were rules applied !!)
What I didn't know until the night before he left was
that they were staying at the Bellagio.
Bellagio Conservatory and Botanical Gardens
Now for my boys this was cool because they are
HUGE Ocean 11 (12&13) fans. For me I was YES!
The toiletries are going to be AWESOME!!!
I helped him pack his bags, got the schedule to take
over at work while he was gone and got the times to
pick him up at the airport. While preparing him to leave
I handed my dear hubby a Ziploc bag (gallon sized)
and said" fill it up baby and don't come home
until you can't close it!"
When it comes to hotel toiletries, I mean business!
We have a tradition in our family that when
anyone leaves on a trip they have to bring back
something for everyone. It can't be a cheap cheesy
souvenir it has to be something well thought out
for each particular person. Joe went to task and
looked hard and long for the boys, he scored big
for them bringing back a red Ferrari hat for
Justin and a black Lamborghini t-shirt for Josh.
They are both exotic car freaks and loved their gifts.
(I loved the fact Joe got them on sale:)
He was stressing out over the phone the night before
he was coming home because he had not found anything
for me yet. "All I want is you home safe and the booty
of toiletries I sent you for." I so lovingly said.
He finally got home from a long day of flying
(standby because he missed his flight:)
and opened his luggage to hand me my treasure..... JACKPOT!!!
all the bottles of shampoo, conditioner, mouthwash, on
and on it came, down to the loofah sponges
and bath salts! Oh my heart is a flutter just
thinking about it!!! How can a little bottle of lotion
make me so weak in the knees? Oh the joy
a tiny box of hotel soap can bring!
I am not ashamed that I stalk the maids cart when
I go on vacation, I am not ashamed that I take a bag just
for the bounty of mini mouthwashes and sewing kits
I can stash, I do not hide my face when housekeeping
comes to the door with more
(because I called them up requesting it).
I am not embarrassed that I have trained
my hubby to do my dirty work for me.
(OK maybe just a little)
I stand tall knowing that when and if the Lord calls on
me to trek across the plains I will stand ready and
prepared because I will be
armed with my many, mini bottles of toiletries!
I may pass out somewhere along the way
from a lack of food but by golly I will have clean
hair, fresh breath and my body will be
smelling of peaches and cream french milled soap!
Thank you sweetie!!!
Side note: If you are ever inclined to be gift me
for what ever occasion: I give you permission to "cartjack"
the maid at your local 4 star hotel
(I have standards you know :)
put the booty in a Ziploc and wrap it with a bow.
I will be your loyal friend for life:):)
(Just don't hurt the maid and remember
to leave her a tip please:)
(Picture of Bellagio found here)