Hello, my darling strangers! I am so sorry for the abrupt silence on my behalf!
You see… We were out celebrating. And I am not organized enough (yet) to have posts prepped and waiting to go out weeks in advance. I thought that bringing my laptop along would allow me sometime to check in, but I was only fooling myself. Silly girl.
Don’t you want to know what we were celebrating? Our one year anniversary!!
It is hard to believe that one year ago (plus a few days) I married the most amazing man I have ever known. And holding true to tradition, I gifted him paper. Paper that was printed by the Federal Reserve, and served the purpose of entering my darling husband into a poker tournament. At The Venetian. In Vegas!
Needless to say, he was absolutely elated, and we had a grand old time. It didn’t hurt that he came out 14th in a tournament of over 150 players. Woohoo!
As for me, I gave the slots a whirl and promptly lost every penny I put in them, so I decided to get something for the money I was blowing and go shopping! Therefore, I also had a blast.
Aren’t those winky shoes precious?! I am totally obsessed and am currently looking for any excuse to get out of the house and walk them around. And I love these FS/NY flats that I found on sale at Macy’s. They are gloriously comfortable, and look so similar to these adorable Chloé flats at less than half the cost. Yes, please.
If we get down to it, I think the best part about our little trip was that we hardly had to leave the hotel. I know that sounds completely fuddy duddy, but when you are doing separate activities than your spouse (a rare occurrence in these parts) it is comforting to know that they are under the same gigantic roof.
Oh! And the sleep!! I wish I could tell you how well I slept! There were no responsibilities to be concerned with. No animals to feed, no one getting murdered outside while I dilly dallied around. No plants withering away because I forgot to water. Nothing. I straightened up the room each day before I left, and when I returned, there were fresh towels and the bed was made. It was like magic! I cannot wait to go back. I truly loved not being the bed maker.
Regretfully, I did not take many pictures, as I was determined to unplug for a bit, but I did snap some shots of our hotel room. You probably aren’t too terribly interested, but I am sharing them anyways. I cannot get over the fact that this was their bottom of the barrel room.
And can we talk about those countertops? Don’t be surprised if green marble makes an appearance somewhere in our home. It takes me straight back to my grandmother’s house growing up. I love all things nostalgic.
Again, I am so sorry for the radio silence. But you get it, right? So tell me about you! What kind of paper gifts have you given, received, or witnessed? Drop a line in the comments below, or find me on social media @ethieandco on all platforms!