What happened in Vegas

May come as a surprise to you, but Stewzie hasn't had a legitimate vacation together in 3 years, unless you count Hurrications. For those of you playing at home (Hurrication = Hurricane Evacuation + Vacation). So, given this, as well as the fact that we both just turned THIRTY, we decided to go big. Translation: Vegas, Baby!


Here are some tidbits to give you a feel for the fabulous time we had.

Flight: Southwest. Direct flight. No baggage fees. Score! Spectacular views.

Weather: Perfect. Hot. Dry. Used excessive amounts of Conditioner and Lotion to make up for lack of humidity.

Accommodations: Wynn Las Vegas. Wow. Classy. Room almost as big as our 1st apartment. TV in bathroom. Again, Spectacular views.

Dining: Expensive! Poolside breakfast. Loved. Lunch at world's largest buffet. Okay. Not too convinced of largeness. Dinner with Old Blue Eyes @ Sinatra. Very cool.

Shows: Flight of the Conchords. Unbelievable (we're huge fans). Bodies: The Exhibition. Fascinating. Carrot Top. Huh-Larious. I'm still laughing. Snorting, in fact. Plus, he truly has magnificent hair.

Gambling: Won $36 on slots. I'm a compulsive casher-outer (i.e. anti-gambler). Not at liberty to discuss how much Stew won or lost at the poker table. You'll have to ask him yourself.

Famous People Sightings: Tony Parker (San Antonio Spurs Player). Danieal Negreanu, Phil Ivey, Chris Ferguson (Poker Players). And some unidentified (Saints Player) who Stew sat next to on the plane ride home.

Quickie Weddings in Little White Chapels: None. That I'm aware of.

Celine Dion Concerts Attented: Zero. Thank the Lord. My heart will indeed go on.


Things I wish we would have had time to see, but didn't: The white tiger that mauled Siegfried. Or was it Roy? Either way. Showgirls putting on a showgirl show of the showgirl variety. Pretty sure Stew wishes we would have had time for that too (sigh). Fremont Street. Penn and Teller. Any of the overpriced but fantastic Cirque du Soleil Shows. Donnie and Marie. Just Kidding. And Caesar. Turns out it's not the REAL Caesar's Palace. Bummer.

Photos: Here.

Next up, our family vacay to Boerne (pronunciation: Bernie), Texas to celebrate Uncle Pat & Aunt Jackie's 50th wedding anniversary...

Potty like a Rockstar

You can stop worrying. I'm alive. I've just spent the previous 10 days on VACATION.

From New Orleans to Las Vegas to New Orleans to Willis, TX to Boerne, TX to San Antonio, TX to New Braunfels, TX to Boerne, TX to New Orleans. Much flying and walking and driving was involved. And it may take me a while to come back to reality.

So, until I have enough free time to catch you all up in the form of multiple proper blog posts, I'll tide you over with this - our spare toilet paper roll at the Wynn Las Vegas. They are serious about their toilet paper.