Tuesday, January 13, 2009

Vegas: The Stories

Ok .. so I don't really have much content to post here most days. I know you think my life is so glamorous so I'll give you the run down of what it's been like for the past few years (possibly up to 6.5 years to be a little more exact). It would look like this:
  • Got the kids up, dressed, and to school/nanny - only 25 minutes late today.
  • Made a presentation for work. Thought I'd throw in a naked dude to make sure all the boys were watching, but decided I needed to keep my job more.
  • Sat in a meeting.
  • Sat in another meeting.
  • Sat in another meeting.
  • Took a phone call from someone who thought they could do a better job at my job than I could. Listened to all the complaints about how their ideas were the best. Listened to them rant about how I didn't listen because none of their ideas ever make it into any part of what we do, but they have the best ideas (hmm, wonder why).
  • Sat in another meeting.
  • Answered email (not the fun friend kind)
  • Posted REALLYQUICKLY on Facebook.
  • Answered email (again, not the fun kind)
  • Sat in a meeting.
  • Answered email (again, you get it)
  • Got home, bathed children, fed them, wrestled with them to get into bed until 11pm.
  • Fell asleep.
So, my friend said 'Vegas, baby?' And I said, 'No, I'm too practical these days. Wait did I just say no, then YES! YES! YES!' And off I went.

I had a FRICKIN' ball. I forgot that I was so much fun; so delightful; so jubilant. I forgot that I had a way of bumping into exciting things. I forgot that life could hold (SHOCKER COMING) such absolute delight.

Vegas consisted of: 2 hours sleep from 11am Saturday to 8pm Monday; naked girls, but not the stripper kind that I already know you are thinking about; a couple of shows called O, but not the kind that you are thinking of; water, water, water, and more water; 65 degree weather and no coats; lingerie, but not for all the purposes that you might assume; VIP lists, when I thought I was past my prime; cranberry juice, tasty!; red bulls for the first time in almost 7 years; expensive food, but cheap nights (shocking); shopping; and a flurry of kisses.

That's all I'll say right now. Maybe I'll give you more of the fun, hilariously fantastic stories in the next little while so that I have something more to say than: meeting, email, meeting, meeting, meeting, email.


i i eee said...

Ooh, can't wait to read all about it.

b. said...

Nice appetizer.

Ready for the main dish.

Ryan and Susie said...

Can I elaborate please?? I promise I'll be good. You forgot our funny gondola ride and that we made really good money at blackjack, especially for rookies. By the way, that was one of the best times I've ever had. You're an awesome dancer, except for when you're running in to people and spilling their $50 drinks. Vegas rules and we rule for taking it by storm and being VIP the whole weekend. That was awesome. By the way, it took me two days to recover.