24-Hour Vacation


Romeo and I have been having a bit of cabin fever as of late. Work, Munkee schedules, technology, and everyday pains of “regular” life were taking its toll and we needed a respite.

We cashed in a couple handfuls of points, packed an overnight bag, grabbed our puppy, and drove a couple hours south.

Aside from our hotel being completely roped off, surrounded by the city’s finest & wholly evacuated (an apparent bomb threat turned arrest, while we cocktailed at a sister property) ~ we had an amazing 24 hours… So amazing in fact, it felt like a long weekend.

Sometimes just driving two hours and sleeping in a different bed makes a world of difference.

And now, back to the grind…


Howdy, SavoredLife!

That’s what WordPress says when I log in….

It should read: Where the hell have you been and why do you keep lying to us about being more consistent in your blogging? I call myself out via my own blog. Guilty. I could say I’ve been “busy”. (Which is and isn’t true simultaneously, for I do have time to screw around elsewhere…)


Methinks I feel like my blog is utterly boring and without direction. However, that is MY life after all (the without direction part that is. Boring it is not!)

Escape. Going to Cancun on Friday. My neighbor booked an all-inclusive vacation with her [ex]boyfriend & two boys. The “ex” is a clue as to why I am now going. For $260, I will be eating , drinking and sunning 4 days away. I’m even considering a night dive or a zip-line adventure, which unless I meet an additional partner in crime on location, I’ll be going at it alone. (She and any form of physical exertion do not complement each other.) Regardless of the actual vacation scenario, I am getting on a plane and going somewhere and that in and of itself makes me enthusiastically happy. Flying is a drug for me. Travel (anywhere by airplane) is therapeutic to me. Now, I just need to get to the point that I can get paid to do it! ***Anyone out in BlogLand need a traveling reviewer/photographer/paid entourage addition?*** (Hey, I tried.)

Bonus: I’ll get to cross Mexico off my Bucket List!

Sayonara Adios (der) for now mis amigos. I do love thee and miss thee and solemnly vow to restore some semblance of consistency. (my intentions are good…)

Check out this toe-tappin’ booty shakin’ number…