I'm writing this on my return flight from Vegas (had to pay $6 but I've missed all of you so much that I figured it was worth the expense to reconnect with you ~ nothing is too good for my friends). The trip to Vegas was fun, informative (it was for a Prudential Convention) and a little depressing... The question kept popping into my head that if there is a God why exactly did he make some of the females in this world have perfectly round butts, amazing thighs, beautiful faces & perfect breasts (oh wait, those can be bought). Seems slightly unfair if you ask me. It is a hard place to get all decked out for to wander out of your room into a sea of women in CFM heels (sorry anyone under 21 reading this), breasts bulging out of their skin tight, very short dresses (which was the cause of a very disturbing scene at a dulling piano bar one evening when a short, drunk & overweight cutey leaned back against her boyfriend, legs wide open and shared a view of her vajayjay w/me) and beautiful youthfulness. Then you get to wander into the casinos to find almost naked girls dancing on the tables while people are betting all around them. "Hey, honey look at my new orthopedic shoes I got for this trip for all this walking we are going to be doing - they even have a little heel to make me look sexy. Honey, honey, I'm over here - remember me??"
I walked every set of stairs I came to - no escaltors, sugar or bread for me - no sir! I have willpower I tell you. That is until we were walking for a block or so (which in Vegas means for 1.2 miles) and I became thirsty. There is a rule against only drinking water while in Vegas and I am a firm believer in following the rules ~ OK, not really, but my water drinking days came to a screeching halt over the last 5 days. Although the smaller version of what appeared to be water w/a refreshing little green lime floating in it seemed to be just as refreshing as the 64oz of water I've been consuming everday for the last 3 weeks.
I did put $20 in the slot machines last night ~ seemed like I should since I was in Vegas. I'm not a gambler & would rather have something tangible in my hands after having $20 taken out of them. Instead, after a mere 15 minutes I walked away with a 20 cent voucher which I did make my honey take to a cash window to be changed into real money. So that little experience worked well - I lost $19.80 in 15 minutes, had nothing to show for it AND it put me in a bad mood. Vegas is just a blast ~ kills my self-esteem, takes my money & hurts my feet!
Weigh-ins tomorrow. If one glass of vodka and half a glass of wine last week only made the scale move a pound - I figure I'll be up about 15 pounds tomorrow... Should be interesting!!!
I'll be glad to get home. I've missed all of you!!!
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