I’m off to see the wizard.

Las Vegas Sign  Not one to have a fit and leave the room, I thought I’d let you know that we’ll be off to the land of Lost Wages for a few days.  It’s how we have celebrated the culmination of big deadlines for years. It sort of snuck sneaked up on me.

This will be the first year I’ve gone with no deadline or pressure in sight.  Like…this is a bad thing?  I honestly don’t know what to expect being in a place I’ve been in so many times over the years without needing to decompress. Um…par-tay?

I’m not interested in lounging by the pool with all the sun and water I enjoyed this past summer.  Although it is rather special ordering cool beverages on the room card from waiters who glide by from time to time.

I have no reason to dawdle at the spectacular shopping mall, because I have a closet full of clothes and shoes that don’t get much wear with what I’ve been doing.  E-Bay could be in the works.

But it will be very nice to be with the MoH — something I always enjoy.

Perhaps we may dance.

Um…no.  What was I thinking?  We wouldn’t exactly fit in with those cavorting, writhing bodies on the floor.  That would be dance floor.

Watching the fountains in front of the Bellagio is more our speed.  Or watching all the giant screens in Caesar’s sportsbook.  Eating at ESPNzone at New York, New York.  Riding that coaster.

Okay.  What about room service?

In Las Vegas?  I’m kidding.

Great food?  Absolutely.  Las Vegas doesn’t have to be the land of cheap midnight buffets any longer, but we’ve been there, and done that, too.  The Golden Nugget used to have the Late, Great Steak dinner for $1.99.  It was incredible if you don’t mind eating a steak after midnight.

A show?  We’ve seen excellent shows, so what could be next?

Spamalot?  La Reve?  Mama Mia?  We haven’t decided.

Paris Las Vegas  But I will most assuredly be parked on a stool at Paris, spending my nickels and pennies, mesmerized by the digital cards I’m dealt, wondering if maybe, just maybe…

I could be Warren Buffet on a $2.50 bet.

I’ve done it before…put in a few nickels and seen the results of a royal flush.  And then a hand later, another.

Okay, so not quite Warren Buffet, but still. Impressive, don’t you think?

See you on Monday.

*serious air kissing ensues…*






10 responses to “I’m off to see the wizard.”

  1. I love Paris and Caesar’s. Probably my favorite places to spend the inheritance. I’m so jealous! Have fun, Kel!

  2. I am sending you all my positive energy – you must promise to share when you win the jackpot 🙂

  3. Ritzy

    Hope you have a FAB-U-LOUS time!!
    You guys could always renew your vows with Elvis if you got bored!
    Can’t wait to hear all about it!

  4. I hope you have a FANTASTIC time. Cant wait to hear all about it when you get back! xxoo

    Safe trip!

  5. You enjoy. I have never been to Las Vegas.
    I’m fond of Roulette. Actually I love it. I only know Vegas from the way it it portrayed in the media. Can’t wait to hear some stories.

  6. If you happen to stumble into the Wild Wid West,The Orleans or the Southpoint…I deny any stories with my name attached and plead the fifth…:)

  7. FUN! Holla when you get home!

  8. just checking to see if there are any VEGAS updated posts..Ill check back later!

    Hope it was a BLAST.

  9. You know, I was SUPPOSED to be in Vegas last weekend. Seriously, It;s a good thing I didn’t go. Something, I’m not sure what, woudl have spontaneously combusted if we were both there. I’m sure it would have a lot to do with me tripping over something but…

  10. Vanessa, you would have lit the place on fire for sure. Me? I only flame occasionally — but have a slow burn going on most of the time. Okay. Yah. Combustible.

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