last weekend, todd surprised me by leaving the kids with my parents and taking me away for the weekend. by 'away,' i mean like eighteen blocks away, to this hotel downtown that is the oldest continuously-run hotel west of the mississippi. that is an old hotel, my friends, and if you know one thing about me, it's that i like old stuff. let me rephrase: if you know me well enough to summarize me by my tastes, you would know that i'm the kind of person that can get 110% behind a fancy old hotel that has fancy old stuff but also a brand-new mattress and a jetted tub. and that is paige van voorst in a nutshell.
see? it even has a kickin' brass key. which i thought todd stole for a second in the middle of the surprise. i was all, 'just because you find a key in the door, does not mean you can go peeping around other people's rooms!' and then i found out it was, in fact, our legitimately claimed key and legitimately claimed room. i got the smartzz.
also this week? eye doctor appointments, and a makeup buddy:
and wrapping it up with a bit of news, i'm going to be cutting out of here next week. and by here, i mean the internet. it's currently the end of february and i kind of hate everybody and everything and the whole world right now, so i think i need a little bit of a breather to re-humanize. #sorrynotsorry #butactuallysorry
i like the dutch, because they acknowledge spring early. tulips are the first sign that the world is not actually ending, which is always a helpful reminder.
see you a week from monday!