|Not so sure about that....|
|On our flight to Las Vegas (I may look happy, but I was pretty peeved that |
the FSA lady threw away some of my hair product -- she did allow my protein powder
to go through, though, so I guess that's something).
|My husband with his bet sheets for the Sportsbook at The Mirage.|
We were enjoying our drinks when a couple of gentlemen squeezed in next to us at the bar. They were probably in their late 40's, and hilarious. This is the conversation that followed (I can't remember their names, and one barely spoke, so they shall be known as "guy").
Me: Would you like us to scoot down a chair so you have more room?
Guy: I think we're fine. Actually, I want you to scoot down four chairs. You can't sit by us.
Me: Sorry. One is all I'm offering and now I'm not moving.
Guy: You need to go sit across the bar. I don't like you're attitude.
Me: I've been told that before, and I'm fine with it.
Guy: *Laughing* You girls are alright.
After we laughed some more and discussed where we were all from, what we did for a living, kids' names, etc., they asked if we would drink some margaritas if they ordered a Margarita Tower. We both let them know that we were fine ordering our own drinks.
Guy: Well we're ordering one, and it makes ten drinks, and we're not manly enough to finish the whole thing. If you had margaritas in front of you, would you drink them?
We told them yes and thank you. The bartender passed out cups of ice with salted rims.
Guy: That's all you get.
Me: Salt on the rocks?
Me: That's fine. This will help me out. I've been trying to work on retaining water lately.
After the Margarita Tower was gone, they went on their way and we stayed with our rears firmly planted on our bar stools and decided to split a sandwich for lunch. Andi and I discussed going to a club but quickly decided against it (because clubs are always way too loud, way too crowded, and way too expensive -- and we don't dress like the girls who get in for free).
|With our frozen strawberry margaritas. When we asked the bartender to take our picture, |
he said "I would love to but I left my camera at home."
|The Margarita Tower.|
The next morning Andi joined me at one of the many YMCA's in Las Vegas for a grueling CrossFit WOD. You may remember a while back a workout named "Karen" (150 wall ball shots) that almost broke me. This particular WOD was "Karen" plus some. I was incredibly anxious about doing this workout again (I'm not sure that Andi knew how tough the wall ball shots actually are). But, I selected a ball two pounds heavier than the one I used last time, and I did it! I was faster, stronger, and I didn't cry at all! Andi did great, too -- she even beat my score. I think I may have converted her into a CrossFitter (even if her leg muscles were in knots the rest of the trip). Then we were off to the outlet mall for some serious shopping.
|Medicine Balls + Sweat|
|They were hard to spot from afar because there were 300 |
men in the room who all looked the same from behind.
|At The Mirage|
|I was lucky enough to get to hang out with my old friend, Shellie, for a few hours.|
|The hostess at this restaurant was not impressed with me...|
... but the statue said she liked my moves.
|I am really disappointed that I look like Sloth from The Goonies here,|
mostly because I had to pay these girls to take a picture with me.
|Hanging out in a casino on Fremont - a nice lady gave me some green beads.|
We made our way back to the hotel (in what we overheard locals calling a storm, but was actually a heavy drizzle) in order to clean up for our date night (I made him promise to take me to one show while there). We tried a Brazilian steakhouse for dinner (loved it -- except for the plantains... what the hell are those nasty things?), and then watched The Beatles: LOVE by Cirque du Soliel. This was our third time seeing a Cirque du Soliel performance (we have previously seen Mystere and Zumanity), and, as always, it was AMAZING. I am telling you, they never disappoint. I would love to see all of their shows (with the exception of the Chris Angel one -- he scares me a little).
|Outside the theater.|
|The groovy dude taking tickets.|
|Inside the theatre. Before the show had started...|
Right before I got in trouble for taking a picture inside the theatre.
|Flight back to Kansas|
|This owl mug is my favorite because it reminds |
me of my sweet little Grandma.
Take a vacation. Relax a little. And thank you for keeping me In Good Company.