I stayed in a hotel last night for the first time. I've stayed in a motel before, but this is the first time in a setting more deserving of my presence. You know – the kind of place that charges $6 for a bottle of water in your room.
Ann got a handmade invitation of her own to a fancy luncheon next week. I'm pretty sure she's going. The inside doesn't pop up but it is made with that new cool die in the back of the Spring Mini.
Like being quiet in a hotel.