Des vacances pour moi...

sans mon enfant! For all you non French speaking peeps that translates to "A vacation for me, without my child." (Don't ask me why I often feel the need to translate things into French, I guess it's because WVU made me waste 4 semesters on a foreign language so I figured I should bust it out sometimes). Anywho, yep I'm going on a little mini vaca with Steven. Actually I should just say that I'm going on a vacation. Steven has to go to Orlando for a conference and I'm tagging along. I'm going to be poolside with Harry Potter in one hand and a frozen cocktail in the other for 3 glorious days. I can hear the angles singing now "Hallelujah, Hallelujah." I had a blast at the beach with Sophie and family but I have to admit that I was a little disturbed over the fact thatI was unable to catch my 8 hours of deadly UV rays. I mean Steven was still able to get in over 2o some hours of golf, not fair! But all is not lost because in less than three weeks I'll be hitting the Royal Pacific Resort. It looks pretty darn fabulous and it's connected to Universal. And you know what makes me even happier? It's home to Emeril's Tchoup Chop!