Wah. So many votes for Option 1 :)

The cheapo self in me still can't bear to spend $360 on a getaway weekend so I'm devising a combi of Option 1 and 3. >< Will let you all know how it works out after this weekend ya?

In the meantime, it's Day 12 of the Flu. I keep blowing my nose, then passing the used tissue to Melvin so he can throw it away for me. It's a sign of true love I tell you :P when a guy doesn't mind holding on to icky tissues while you blow your nose, and promptly come cuddle while you whine/wheeze/sniff/cough/complain/throw tantrums the night away.