Kintropy In Action

I'm married to the greatest man in the world. This last Sunday, I went on vacation. All by myself. It was wonderful. I knew the kids were in great hands with Robert and that we would have nurses those nights so Robert could get some sleep. So I was free to relax and focus on what I wanted to do for a change. I went stayed at one of the Hiltons in downtown Portland off sixth street for two nights. It is in the middle of everything downtown; I could walk to everywhere I wanted to go.

So around four in the afternoon on Sunday, the kids and Robert dropped me off. The staff was wonderful and took my untraditional luggage of a humungous toolbox, giant portfolio, one backpack and one duffel bag in stride. The toolbox was filled with art supplies. The portfolio contained blank paper, in-progress work and finished work for reference. The backpack had the DVD's, Laptop, Nintendo, mps player, novel I'm reading, novel I'm working on and gum. The small duffel had my clothes and toothbrush.

The room was in the corner with two sets of windows looking out at Taylor and Broadway. The furnishings and wallpaper were sumptuous. The bed was a single king decked out in like five pillows. I have rarely stayed in Hotel rooms this nice.

My plan was to work uninterrupted for the two days on finishing a picture book about Hannah. I was going to watch movies and work. I had planned some spa treatments for the afternoon on Monday. I got a good deal done even though I was lured into watching the pay per view movies on the Hotel TV. I enjoyed some great meals and the spa treatments were wonderful. I made it to the Art museum and a little clothes shopping.

I feel rested and relaxed and ready to take up my responsibilities again. And the really nice thing is I feel I didn't break the bank doing it.

--Mom