Things you should {& shouldn’t} do in a hotel room.
Last August, much to my chagrin, and despite my pouting and grown-up tantrum-ing, my mom moved to Arizona. Fortunately, she has been able to visit fairly regularly and is here for a few days this week. As a gift to Clint and me, she sent us to a hotel for the night and even gave us money for a nice dinner. It was a much needed break for both of us. She thought of it as her excuse to have some good quality time with her grandbabies, too. (Suckerrr!)... Read More
