When you live with 4 energetic kids, a Jack Russell Terrier and a 19 year old Au Pair, even the quiet days are not so quiet. Being alone
While Jeff was working, I got to spend some quality, retail therapy time with Michele S. We dropped off her four triplets at school, drove out to Primm, Nevada and got a vanilla latte before the stores even opened. I prepared her to hit it hard, and we did. She stocked up on the essential pieces
The rest of my stay in Las Vegas was just as fun. Jeff and I hung out with Uncle Silvan who was in town on an all boys’ weekend. I rather enjoyed being the only woman among 7 wild and crazy guys
We moved from the bar to a table and had a lovely dinner completed by
I probably should clarify a few things. Jeff gets me. He understands that when I say I need to go across the street to Fashion Show Mall to "do research," he knows I am simply shopping. Investigative research, is part of MY JOB, I am like a designer fashion scientist or something. My metrosexual husband even accompanied me to Neiman Marcus, where I added a fresh mojito to my chicken stock palette cleanser, popover and strawberry jam aperitif, followed by a delicious crab salad.
It is times like these that I realize how fortunate I am to have a husband that is fun to be with even after ten years of marriage and a lot of insanity. As much as I gripe about his dufus ways, I admit, going to Las Vegas for a blind J-date 10 plus years ago, was the best decision I ever made. Now, I look back at our time together and recall nothing but the fondest memories.
It was a Wynn-Win weekend all the way around.