Wishful thinking

For the past three or four weeks, Louis and I have received lots and lots of mail from Harrah's Laughlin, where we stayed for three nights this past July for our 2nd wedding anniversary. Every single letter or flier we have received has been for FREE ROOMS. F.R.E.E. When the first letter came, I begged and begged Louis to take me back there. It was rather pathetic. I thought this was a big rarity that we had to take advantage of, pronto. I was sorely dissapointed with his response:

A big, fat, NO!!!

Louis's reasoning?
1. We didn't exactly come home with cash overflowing in our pockets from our last hurrah there. Rather, we wound up losing quite a bit in the casino. We know when to stop gambling, but let me just say that we spent our ENTIRE gambling allowance for the trip. He's not too keen for a repeat excursion. Thus, the trip would not be FREE. Especially when you factor in gas money (Expedia gave us a $50 gas card when we booked our anniversary stay; we would have to pay for it all this time around), food, and other entertainment.
2. The rooms were only good weekdays, and Louis didn't want to take any more time off of work during the week right yet. Boo.
3. The rooms were for November. It was HOT when we went in July; it's sure to be COLD in November. Definitely not river weather. Which leaves us with the only entertainment option of... gambling! Which brings us back to point #1.

Then the letters kept coming. One right after other, giving us free rooms for various reasons- blackjack tournaments, impersonation concerts, slot tournaments... and they kept coming. Nearly ever single day. We just got another letter in the mail today. It's kind of funny, actually. Hopefully this will keep up next year for our anniversary; although I doubt they're going to be sending freebies our way during the high tourist season.

Truth be told, I"m not all that anxious to go to Laughlin other than the fact that Mommy needs a vacation every once in a while. I know I just had one a few months ago... but a girl can dream, can't she?