Wouldn't Leave You Hanging

Day 1: Arrive at hotel famished. Call sister. Sister meets us for a late lunch. Sister is worried about arriving at café with beer in hand. Sister is relieved we are drinking beer too. As if!

Call all the peeps that are scheduled to arrive throughout the day while scarfing down lunch and drinking cold ones.

Some peeps join us. We decide to head up to the rooms to change for the evening. Sister books us facials for the morning.

First up, Shadow bar. More peeps from my gig and sister’s gig join us. Multiple rounds consumed.

From the Shadow bar, we decide dinner is in order. Sister didn’t eat lunch with us and is mucho hungry as last food eaten was 9 hours before.

Dinner at Italian place in the Forum Shops area. A salad and an entrée shared with sister. Bottles of wine shared with the group. Many laughs and great people watching.

Post dinner we cruised the casino for a bit and ended up at the Galleria bar. More rounds. Great jazz. Interesting people watching. The boys busted out the cigars.

Headed to bed sometime after 3:30 AM.

Day 2: Alarm goes off at 7:30 AM. I snooze until 8:15 AM. Brush teeth and throw on dress. Head to spa for facial.

Facials complete, breakfast consumed, sister and I depart ways as she has to finish up at the convention. I head back to my room to work on my presentation for the next day’s meeting. After all, that’s why we were in town.

Presentation complete. Thinks to self, how should I spend the next 4 hours? Hmmm, poolside anyone? To hell with the facial.

Met two women from Ohio in the elevator. They say come hang with us at the pool. Sure, why not? On the spur of the moment we decide to hit the adults only, European sun bathing optional pool, The Venus Pool.

It’s hot. Damn hot. Ipod rocking (the women I met weren’t able to get chairs next to me…) and sun browning the skin is a great way to pass a few hours in the summertime.

Met more folks at the pool. Sending some love to the peeps from OH, TX, ME, NY, NJ, CA, PA, and SC. A great big shout out to the guy on the chair next to me from Everett of all places for not checking out my rack all of the time when I took my top off.

Some peeps that just arrived to town call and say they are on the way to the pool. I put top back on and get ready for their arrival. Peeps arrive and we order rounds of drinks. Yummy lemonade with grey goose and rock candy.

At some point in time determine a shower is needed before we meet up with everyone for dinner. Head to room around 5:00 PM. Right after I get out of the shower, some peeps knock on the door with cocktails in hand.

I get ready, consume some booze, and head to dinner. Honestly, the steak I had at the Mesa Grill was the best steak I have ever had. The spinach was to die for. Seriously. Bobby Flay and staff can throw down some good chow.

Outstanding food, great vino, fantastic conversation.

Most all of the peeps decide we’re going to kick it for the night. First up, Shadow bar. Next, Cleopatra’s Barge. Then the Pussycat Dolls lounge. Post PCD, Pure. Then back to Cleopatra’s Barge as more peeps joined us.

Around 3:15 AM or so, a few of us decide we need a Scooby snack. We head to Augustus Café. The line was a little long so some of the peeps decided to head to bed.

Amateurs.

With eggs, toast, bacon, sausage, and taters eaten, I hit the bed around 4:45 AM.

Day 3: Alarm goes off at 7:30 AM. I shower, pack bag, and check out. Make it to meeting room with time to spare.

Those amateurs that didn’t stay and have the Scooby snack were hurting something fierce the entire day. The two of us that ate were feeling fine all day long.

Day spent in meeting. Good stuff.

Meeting behind us. We have 3 hours to kill before the flight leaves so we decide to grab some grub.

Bellies full, we catch a cab to the airport. Arrive at airport and find out flight is delayed for at least 30 minutes.

Return a few calls and then the boys and I decide to have one last drink in Vegas. Time to spare we play practical joke on newest manager’s boss, who used to be one of the guys who reported to me. After 10 minutes of him freaking, we call to let him know how much of a sucker he is but we’re touched he cares. We are certain payback will be a bitch.

Flight is 100% booked. We didn’t get our boarding passes early enough so we’re stuck with whatever we get. NOTE: Southwest is not my first choice of airline carriers.

By sheer luck we find three seats together. Settle in for the ride home. Notice the flight out of Vegas is much quieter than the flight to Vegas and take advantage of the darkness and quiet. We all sleep on the way home.

Arrive home to one hairball, much fur, and dirty litter boxes. Love on the babies. Try to post a much better blog entry than this recreated one and head to bed.

I am off to unpack my suitcase (so I can pack it again tomorrow night), clean up a little bit, and head to a bbq.

Peace and love peeps.