Leaving Las Vegas

So I am home from Vegas. It was a fun trip. I am still exhausted. I am hoping to sleep in a little bit on Friday, and yes, I will take 8 am as sleeping in. Maybe it's because my diet hasn't exactly been the healthiest food since we went to Vegas. I mean, you eat all the food on Thanksgiving and then you go to Vegas. I swear that my stomach hurt every time we ate. I should have eaten crappier so that my stomach wouldn't hurt when we ate. Although one night, Dad took us to a place called Gallaghers in New York, New York. I had salmon and green beans. It was probably the healthiest thing I ate while on my trip. I don't think that my stomach hurt after that meal. Don't even ask me about the 1/2 pound hotdog for 99 cents. Bleck.

So, Sonny and I had this pretend deal that if we came back with the money we took, we could go back for our anniversary. We didn't. And I am kind of glad because the city is too sleezy. I mean, don't get me wrong, it's lots of fun. But I don't like not being able to walk down the street without people coming up and offering you cards promoting stripper clubs, or offering to give you money for random things. It creeps me out. So Sonny if you read this, we can stay out of Nevada for our anniversary.

When I got to the airport on Monday, I was sad to leave but every time I saw a child, it made me anxious to get home to see Lukin. After I got picked up, we went over to my in-laws for supper and then we went home and Lukin was sitting on my lap and he was shaking his head at me when I told him that he had to go to bed in 10 minutes. I was exhausted so I closed my eyes for a couple minutes and when I opened them Lukin was sound asleep on my lap. It was precious.