My husband and I have been dreaming about getting away together, just the two of us. The last time we managed to do so was three years ago, when we went to Las Vegas for three nights. We’d love to go to Hawaii, as we’ve never been, and we have enough Alaska Airlines miles to get there for free.
Alas, the three children we’re raising aren’t old enough to be left alone and at this point in time there is nobody who can come and watch them for us for a week. I set that Hawaii dream on fire last night in a rare instance of facing reality (that’s usually my husband’s specialty.)