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Notice to all glassy-eyed Atlantic City gamblers: Two pretenders will be in your midst this weekend -- and we will be mocking you.

My husband and I are celebrating our 11th anniversary with an overnight stay at a casino-hotel. If you know us, you know that this is pretty much out of character for us. But we procrastinated making plans (which is in character for us) which meant the hotels we frequent in Philly were booked.

So where I had imagined a weekend that included a visit to the the Philadelphia Museum of Art's Andrew Wyeth exhibition and the Mutter Museum; instead we'll be checking out the Ripley's Believe It or Not Museum and drinking rum cocktails in The Quarter.

Last year at this time, we were in Disney World with our children, my parents, and my siblings -- including five children ages 8 and under.

Which was great fun, but not exactly the Caribbean second-honeymoon I had planned for our 10th anniversary (plan having been made around the time of the first honeymoon; before it became cruelly apparent that, as much as their grandparents adore them, they don't adore our children enough to babysit more than two days at a shot, which pretty much rules out the island of Nevis -- the location of our most glorious one-and-only honeymoon.)

But there is romance to be had at Disney World -- Prix Fixe dinner at Victoria and Albert's...

Look -- the romance is literally oozing out of my dinner!

And we got to ride in the front of the monorail on our way back to our hotel. Which was waaaay cooler than it sounds. Especially after a bottle of wine.

Actual photo taken by actual husband sitting in actual front

of an actual Disney monorail as it approaches Epcot.

Anyway, that was then...and this year we'll be in another artificial and surreal environment - but probably not quite as wholesome as the Disney experience.

I'll let you know.