well well well..it's official..i'm an adult...wait..dont they say that when you turn 18..or 21..or 25...so i'm a little behind....i turned 30.....and what a better way to celebrate than none other than the lions den now politely called the 'wolf pack' in the one and only las vegas.....
las vegas with mary mahoney ( mini ) helen kaiser and joanna cuntoudakis...and mt and her entourage...this possibly cant be a good thing......like at all.....i get nervous just thinking about it..
i dont have enough time nor do you have the shock value to hear all the detailed stories of the trip...so i'll 'blog' some of the more memorable stories.....specifically the ones i remember the most...sooooo i guess i'll take us to the first night...scratch that...lets get to me waking up on saturday morning...i arise at 7:30 am..having gone to bed FIRST at a mild 4:30am by my lonesome..i am in the bed with joanie..when what is this i spy..oh must be mini coming out of the jacuzzi with 'Al' saying ( and i quote ) 'we just took a bubble bath.'...okay lemme grab a slice of pizza from the room service that i must? have passed out on last night first as i see it just sitting there untouched next to the bed.......wait a minute where's helen...( details details ) ... as a group we all re awake at a mere 12:30 noon and helen is back...i guess she took a mini trip to asia...but that's her story to talk about....so then comes mary and Al into our bed where the five of us giggle and discuss completely 'adult' type of things....however my biggest concern was what mary used to get the actual bubbles ...since the hotel does not supply bubble bath...as she said "i just poured all the mini shampoo and conditioner bottles in there and it just "made" bubbles...interesting to note for future reference...she also said that if you pour the entire bottles into the jacuzzi you will get "lots and lots" of bubble.....back to "Al' with the thickest Bronx accent....i mean four girls and 'Al' in one bed, being rather intrusive to a complete stranger...asking him very detailed questions....like 'how old were you when you lost your V?' ......but i gotta admit, he loved it.....in fact he loved it so much, he stayed in the bed for two hours....so then we finally get some grub, re nap...and then re arise for 'the big night'...
we start our night at the infamous Thunder From Down Under show....these male hotties have worse dancing skills than Club Med..but they sure were nice to look at....after this rowdy show...we head over to the Palms to meet MT and gang and went to Rain...super fun people...trapeze, fire, fog..tons of drinks...this is NOT club med...this is las vegas....
i spy the hottie in the striped polo...i then decide "i was going to make out with him" ( remember i am officially not 30 at the time, so i can still be childish )..... anyways i meet "dan" aka cornell...obvi he is from NJ went to cornell lived in boston for four years and now lives in ca..obvi my type of boy......but as i said "oh shoot you went to cornell, you are def smarter than me"....so anyways the night progresses on...and in my little head i am thinking of minis' bubblebath...wth? I want a bubblebath!!!!!...but alas the disney length of a line for a cab back to the mgm deterred that idea....soooo lets just say that the walk of shame in a semi wet dress at 6:30am through the palms was the low point in my trip...but I did acknowledge this to the doorman "i know, my dad would not be so proud of me right now"...but my dad wasn't there....and my girls back at the mgm would be proud of me..as i stormed in at 7am and told the girls AND Al of course..."aren't you so proud of me? i took my FIRST co-ed shower" ....i'll show them....lol....i mean it only took 29 years and to be in vegas....bahahaha....i realize people do this all the time..but come on...i'm "sensitive'...( note : my 40 co pays to shrinkie clearly aren't working... )
the trip continues on in rare form as joanie and helen decide to drink at the lazy river during the day on sunday....i could not participate as we all know how well i do with day drinking....it turns into sunday night when we realize that joanie has been rather mia since the morning...where could she be....nooooo....she couldn't have taken a mini visit to canada could she have...again this is not my story to tell....but lets just say joanie was 'learning geography'....tsk tsk
the trip officially ended up with a night out to Excess at the wynn....sans joanie ( she was too bruised? ) and mary not attending...yes you read that correctly...mary mahoney did NOT come out with us...as she was being 'responsible' and had to wake up at 4am to get her flight to go to her big girls' job back in sf....i agree people, she too is growing up.....
so thats the brief summary of las vegas...it's missing small details such as a shattered skyy bottle...a mile walk to get to our hotel suite ( every single time ) ..... a broken slot machine....joanie 'not using anyone for vodka'..as if she drank absolut...according to her, she doesn't even LIKE absolut......69 dollar bar tabs...."fassing ",. "BBHJs"....( if you would like to know what these abbrevs stand for and dont already know, please text me ).....helen's naked body everywhere....but these my friends are just minor details....sigh, i heart my friends...
thats all i got....in other mundane details of my life...now that i am officially 30 i guess the body truly starts to fall apart...as i went to a podiatrist yesterday...where not only did i get a cortisone shot...and may have slumped to the floor as a result ( i quote the Dr ) "you just have low blood sugar"....me "um you think? you don't even know"....but wtf you just injected steroids into my heel and you expect me to be okay with this...oh wait i opted to do this....but the highlight of yesterdays' visit was "you have arthritis in your big toe"....i burst out laughing, "um is that even possible?" you can get arthritis in your big toe?? i'm pretty sure that this has happened to me...because of my classic prank call line "will you rub my big toe real nice?" ...so i guess this gives my nickname of GMA a whole new meaning...fml....
so excuse me while i head to bed on this friday night with my kittie....and plan on waking up early to see if i am able to walk without a limp tomorrow and attempt to run a race on sunday..which i so eloquently have prepared for in these past three weeks by going to vegas....smoking cigs....and drinking wine....and blatantly not running........
run forrest run.....
omg speaking of forrest.....never mind...i'll blog that one later...but lets just say sd is 'run in' free from p mf forrest.....
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