I'm going to VEGAS BABY

Today I am giddy beyond compare. Cause I'm plum wore out, worn through and done with it. I'm done dealing with all the demands of my life and packing up. I AM OUTTA HERE!!

I'm going to VEGAS BABY!!

I've forwarded my email, turned off my voicemail and been going 'round exchanging blackjack tips with everyone.

And people ask, "Are you going to bring Pancake and Mac?"

To which I reply, "ARE YOU NUTS???!!!"

Who brings their kids to Vegas?? They get their own vacation. At de Hotel de Grandma and Grandpas. Endless cartoon network and cookies await them. Good times had by all!

Oh oh oh!! I CAN'T WAIT UNTIL MY FLIGHT TOMORROW. I can't wait to sprawl out on a hotel bed, walk around in my cute summer sun dresses, see all sorts of blinky lights and be very very sore. I can't wait to be in that crazy city alone with my man. Nothing poking at us, nothing calling us, nothing but each other and the hot desert sun.

We will see a Cirque de Soliel show and visit the Liberace Musuem. I shall make liberal use of the free booze at the Casino. LIBERAL USE I SAY. I shall stand behind my husband in low cut dresses, being his hot wife, blowing on the dice for good luck.

Then. I shall return this world. Refreshed, sunburnt and ready to begin anew.

CIAO!!