Scott and I took off yesterday afternoon to South Lake Tahoe to celebrate, a month late, our birthdays. Marc Broussard was playing at the South Shore Room at Harrah's, and, since we've followed him for years, we took the opportunity to make the 1.5 hour drive into the snowy Sierras and spend a night alone. The kids went to a great friend's house (Thank you, Sovia and Andy!!), and, for the first time in 8 months, Scott and I got a night without sippy cups, cutting someone else's dinner, pull-ups, and bed times. Although, we were in bed by eleven and watching Ocean's 11 on the TV.
We ate dinner in the Hard Rock Cafe at the Casino...
Here is the best picture we could get at the show.
Below is the view from our hotel room... Scott took several pictures and pasted them together for the panaramic view.
It's in the shadows, but it's the 30+ stairs I slipped on (at stair 3...) and slid to the bottom... Scott reached out to help me, but he fell, too- we laughed all the way to the bottom... but it's our bottoms that aren't laughing now!!
Our "Snow Shoes" (ha!) that helped us slide all the way down the stairs... we're actually standing on part of the frozen lake- can you see the crack in the ice below us?
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