Friday, April 10, 2009
How Quickly Time Passes...
I was away for awhile, (literally and figuratively) but now I'm back. Doesn't that just make your day? I find that having some sort of routine makes me feel safe... like I might actually know what I am doing! When I have that "safe" feeling, it's much easier for me to take some chances. If I fall flat on my face, at least I will have a familiar corner into which to crawl!
We (the hubs and I) were invited to a wedding in Las Vegas last weekend. We made it a three day weekend so we wouldn't have to rush there and back. I'm glad we did. I'm lucky to have a relative who has a vacation home just outside of the city, so we saved a bunch on a hotel room. I said "saved a bunch on a hotel room," not that we necessarily saved any of the money that would have gone to pay for a hotel room. We walked a gazillion miles visiting various hotels, casinos and buffets (boo-FAYS). The visit being only my second time in Vegas, I stuck with the only game I know... slots. Not yet ready for prime time, am I!
On a whim, we checked out tickets for The Beatles Love. They actually had a few seats for that evening! I've wanted to see Cirque for 15 years (I have a few DVDs and LOVE their music) so I was absolutely jumpin' with excitement. The hubs is a very big Beatles fan, so he was jumpin', too. Hubs was happy...mom was happy...life was good! The show was amazing, even more so than I dreamed!
The next day we attended the wedding which was in a salon at one of the newer hotels. This was a whole new experience for me, but I loved being involved with something different! (Heck, I get excited when I take a new route to work...and I only live five minutes away!) The ceremony was very intimate, to the point and absolutely lovely! The reception was held at a restaurant a few miles away. We sat at a table with other friends of the bride's parents. It was interesting to watch the effects of alcohol unfold...neither I nor the hubs were drinking. It's a whole different ballgame when you are the only sobers at the party!
The evening was topped off with dinner at In N Out Burger. I haven't eaten there in years! I savoured the entire meal as it slowly melted in my mouth and trickled ever-so gently down my throat. I enjoyed the chocolate shake for about an hour after it was devoured! You west-coast readers will know about that which I speak!
Returning to work was a great challenge for me! I couldn't figure out if it was the two hour time difference, or simply jet lag. I was not myself for a day or two. When one is in Vegas, I strongly believe that all sense of time is forgotten and one doesn't think about anything but the "now." After a day or two back in the daily grind of real life, the body lets you know what a bad girl or boy you were in Shangri-La!
I would do it all again in a heartbeat!