Friday, December 31, 2010
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
Vegas Part II
Yoinks - it's been a while since I promised the follow up to this story (I have been saying yoinks in my head this week - I'm annoying myself with it, maybe if I put it here it will be embarrassing enough to banish it from my head before I head home for Christmas).
When we left off, I had finished up at the spa.
12. Get dressed for dinner early, so that we can go gamble before dinner. And drink - we have vouchers (classier than coupon) for free drinks at the bar.
13. Lay on bed so as not to wrinkle dress and watch random sitcoms while Mr. D works (this is unexpected, and annoying, though one of his co-workers completely gave up an hour of her Saturday night to help him out, since he didn't have a computer).
14. Go down to the bar for a drink. Yes, if we sat at a table we could have a drink for free, but only a well drink.
15. Go to Alain Ducasse restaurant for dinner. It is at the top of the building, and the view is amazing, as we wait for our table when we check in for our reservation. I hate waiting when you have a reservation. The Les Halles on park is really bad at this, which is where we like to go with R&J at the last minute. So we make a reservation off our phones and then head over there. And then wait an hour. But I digress.
16. Tolerate waiter at dinner. I don't know why, but he rubs me the wrong way. At one point he says he likes the chocolate souffle, but not with the pistachio ice cream, he likes it with butter pecan. I don't really like pistachios, but I kept it with the souffle just to not do what he said.
17. We head down to go gamble. First we hit the blackjack tables - the discount blackjack tables - no joke. We found a $10 table, but the dealers were all very...odd. One would deal, and every time she put the cards in the shuffler, she would sit and pick at her fingernails. I won some money, so we got up to go find Pai Gow for Mr. D.
18. No Pai Gow tables open, so he sat down at Let It Ride. I watched for a while, then the dealer convinced me to play. I did not win a single hand. Luckily, I didn't lose more than I won and Mr. D won some, so we headed to bed happy campers.
19. Mr. D was up early, but the poker tables going were full, so he played some Pai Gow. And won. I sat down at video poker and was up a bunch, but got too greedy and lost a little. While I was there, Mr. D hit the craps table and won some more money. We decided to stop there.
20. We headed over to the Bellagio for a crazy buffet. The sushi portion was unexciting, California and veggie rolls.
21. As we are walking back, I start to cross the street on a flashing red. Mr. D stops me, then I decide to go ahead. I'm almost across the street when I eat it. Mostly I fall on my knees. And it hurts. They start swelling immediately, and by the time we get back to The Hotel, they are bad enough for me to put my feet up in the cab. At the airport, it felt like I had an egg under each knee. They are still purple, no skirts without tights in H-town over Christmas.
When we left off, I had finished up at the spa.
12. Get dressed for dinner early, so that we can go gamble before dinner. And drink - we have vouchers (classier than coupon) for free drinks at the bar.
13. Lay on bed so as not to wrinkle dress and watch random sitcoms while Mr. D works (this is unexpected, and annoying, though one of his co-workers completely gave up an hour of her Saturday night to help him out, since he didn't have a computer).
14. Go down to the bar for a drink. Yes, if we sat at a table we could have a drink for free, but only a well drink.
15. Go to Alain Ducasse restaurant for dinner. It is at the top of the building, and the view is amazing, as we wait for our table when we check in for our reservation. I hate waiting when you have a reservation. The Les Halles on park is really bad at this, which is where we like to go with R&J at the last minute. So we make a reservation off our phones and then head over there. And then wait an hour. But I digress.
16. Tolerate waiter at dinner. I don't know why, but he rubs me the wrong way. At one point he says he likes the chocolate souffle, but not with the pistachio ice cream, he likes it with butter pecan. I don't really like pistachios, but I kept it with the souffle just to not do what he said.
17. We head down to go gamble. First we hit the blackjack tables - the discount blackjack tables - no joke. We found a $10 table, but the dealers were all very...odd. One would deal, and every time she put the cards in the shuffler, she would sit and pick at her fingernails. I won some money, so we got up to go find Pai Gow for Mr. D.
18. No Pai Gow tables open, so he sat down at Let It Ride. I watched for a while, then the dealer convinced me to play. I did not win a single hand. Luckily, I didn't lose more than I won and Mr. D won some, so we headed to bed happy campers.
19. Mr. D was up early, but the poker tables going were full, so he played some Pai Gow. And won. I sat down at video poker and was up a bunch, but got too greedy and lost a little. While I was there, Mr. D hit the craps table and won some more money. We decided to stop there.
20. We headed over to the Bellagio for a crazy buffet. The sushi portion was unexciting, California and veggie rolls.
21. As we are walking back, I start to cross the street on a flashing red. Mr. D stops me, then I decide to go ahead. I'm almost across the street when I eat it. Mostly I fall on my knees. And it hurts. They start swelling immediately, and by the time we get back to The Hotel, they are bad enough for me to put my feet up in the cab. At the airport, it felt like I had an egg under each knee. They are still purple, no skirts without tights in H-town over Christmas.
Friday, December 17, 2010
Random Sasha photo
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
Snowy
Well, I left my phone at home yesterday, so the rest of the post if Vegas is forthcoming.
In the meantime, lovely snow has been falling here, which reminds me that it will be too cold to take Sasha to the "big park.". My brother-in-law bought Sasha some booties for the cold - I'm not sure if we'll use them, but they sure confused her. Mr. D's parents' dog just froze and wouldn't move once they were on.
In the meantime, lovely snow has been falling here, which reminds me that it will be too cold to take Sasha to the "big park.". My brother-in-law bought Sasha some booties for the cold - I'm not sure if we'll use them, but they sure confused her. Mr. D's parents' dog just froze and wouldn't move once they were on.
Monday, December 13, 2010
Las Vegas synopsis
1. Leave work Friday, fly to Las Vegas
2. Get to hotel - get upgraded to a suite - hooray
3. Grab some burgers an plan to gamble
4. Finish burgers and realize we're about to crash - head to bed
5. Mr. D wakes up at 7 to play poker
6. Go down to play video poker - I'm a winner, Mr. D finishes - he's a big winner!
7. See guy Mr. D won most of his money from; he looks and sounds pissed, but it is slightly comical, as he is wearing a teeny fedora hat.
8. We take our winnings for a walk in the out of doors before lunch
9. Lunch at rm seafood. Food is good, service is bad (when we got our oysters, there wasn't a spoon for the sauces, when asked for, the guy bring two forks and little plates, so we wait again while they go to get a spoon, then we realize they brought 1 each of 6 kinds instead of 2 each of 3 kinds). It's hard to like a seafood restaurant that can't figure out how to serve oysters, but the rest of the meal was amazing - I had a crazy-good tuna melt
10. We go up to the room to get ready to go to our massage appointments, b/c Mr. D wants to go to the gym first, me not so much. Unfortunately, he got an email from work so had to run around to find a printer that worked.
11. Massage was good, but afterwards I got confused. Not that I wanted to be nakie, but the reviews said that that's how the pools were here, so I didn't take my swimsuit downstairs. I walked into the pool room (in my robe), and all the women in the pools had on swimsuits. Hmm. I grabbed a magazine and chilled on the lounge chairs, not wanting to be an exhibitionist. Finally two ladies came out and hopped in to the pool, nakies. After they hopped out, I hopped into the hot pool. It definitely felt weird, but it's not like anyone was watching. Unlike if the topless pool at the hotel, where the hotel charges you money to see topless ladies (if it had been open, I wouldn't have gone topless)
2. Get to hotel - get upgraded to a suite - hooray
3. Grab some burgers an plan to gamble
4. Finish burgers and realize we're about to crash - head to bed
5. Mr. D wakes up at 7 to play poker
6. Go down to play video poker - I'm a winner, Mr. D finishes - he's a big winner!
7. See guy Mr. D won most of his money from; he looks and sounds pissed, but it is slightly comical, as he is wearing a teeny fedora hat.
8. We take our winnings for a walk in the out of doors before lunch
9. Lunch at rm seafood. Food is good, service is bad (when we got our oysters, there wasn't a spoon for the sauces, when asked for, the guy bring two forks and little plates, so we wait again while they go to get a spoon, then we realize they brought 1 each of 6 kinds instead of 2 each of 3 kinds). It's hard to like a seafood restaurant that can't figure out how to serve oysters, but the rest of the meal was amazing - I had a crazy-good tuna melt
10. We go up to the room to get ready to go to our massage appointments, b/c Mr. D wants to go to the gym first, me not so much. Unfortunately, he got an email from work so had to run around to find a printer that worked.
11. Massage was good, but afterwards I got confused. Not that I wanted to be nakie, but the reviews said that that's how the pools were here, so I didn't take my swimsuit downstairs. I walked into the pool room (in my robe), and all the women in the pools had on swimsuits. Hmm. I grabbed a magazine and chilled on the lounge chairs, not wanting to be an exhibitionist. Finally two ladies came out and hopped in to the pool, nakies. After they hopped out, I hopped into the hot pool. It definitely felt weird, but it's not like anyone was watching. Unlike if the topless pool at the hotel, where the hotel charges you money to see topless ladies (if it had been open, I wouldn't have gone topless)
Anyway, this is getting rather long, so we'll have to do a two-parter.
I'd like to see how other people deal with the nakie/no-nakie at the spa.
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
Woe is Me
Sorry for the lack of posting lately, we had a bit of a crazy week, as we found out that our best couple friends are moving back to Texas- as in leaving in a few weeks. We're going to miss them a lot.
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Sunday, December 5, 2010
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
Limoncello
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