I Heart Vegas

This past weekend, in Las Vegas, was just splendid.

Though just a short trip, it was a trip much needed.

I arrived to our time share on Friday around 2pm and had some time to kill before everyone else got there.

So I hit the pool.

I then quickly realized, after my 2 cran/vodkas,

that being alone in Vegas isn't as cool as I thought it would be.

So I got bored and started taking pictures of myself.

Yeah...I was that girl.

Finally, Mutha got in around 8pm and we ate dinner at Serendipity 3 by Caesar's Palace.

Yum x2.

It was really good to see her.

Ever since she moved to Georgia, I definitely cherish every moment I get to spend with her.

Even if the majority of the time was spent with me sleeping on the couch till 2pm,

it sure meant a lot to me and I'm sure the feeling was mutual.

She even made me this lovely crocheted afghan.

It took her two months!

I love it.

Saturday night, Brother, Katie, and I hit the strip.

After losing almost $300, I put my last $20 bill in a Price is Right slot machine.

My Asian luck came through and I won 22,907 pennies.

NBD.

I attribute it to my Fat Tuesday liquid courage.

I've never actually stopped at this sign in Vegas.

But Saturday night, after the strip club (yeah, I did that),

and on our 4.5 mile trek back to our time share (why we didn't take a cab beats me),

we came across this sign and I had to take a picture.

Lovely, ain't it?

Hope you all had a lovely weekend.

Here's to another week.

xoxo