Tuesday, October 25, 2011

What Happens in Vegas...

This weekend, the Hubs and I got away to Las Vegas for his birthday.  We figured out on the way that the last time just the two of us went on a trip together was our honeymoon, and that was 10 years ago.  Fail.  Then we figured out there actually was one other weekend trip we took together but that was during the dark period of our marriage and we fought the whole time and came home early.  So we decided that didn't count.  Oh sure there have been other vacations, but they usually involved children pooping their pants or vomiting in the car.  Or there was a magical trip to Maui with some other couples where the girlfriend of one of they guys was caught stealing a necklace at the souvenir shop and she left her period stained panties on the bathroom floor for 3 days.  I mean, how much could a puka shell necklace from Hilo Hattie actually cost?  Like 10 dollars?  We were all asked to leave.  It was awesome.  And come on lady, when you share a bathroom with another couple, you can't just leave your undies lying around (with or without stains.)

Anyway, we had tickets to a show on Saturday night and then decided to walk the strip afterward.  Hubs kept saying, "Is that a hooker?"  And then making sideways eyes motions at some lady that had very little clothing on.  If you've never been to Vegas, let me just tell you, most ladies have very little clothing on.  It was about 2 a.m. at this point and also there were even a few ladies with very little clothing on, pushing strollers down the strip.  Again, if you've never been to Vegas, let's just say it's not for kids after dark.  There are people all over handing out porn and cards for hooker hot lines.  There are even trucks that drive up and down the street with pictures of nearly nude ladies with phone numbers for them.

I forget what my point was because I got distracted telling you how skanky Las Vegas was.  But anyway, we had a great time and it was nice to be alone together.  I sure missed my babies though.  Maybe in another decade we'll get away again.  Also why does hotel sex seem so much more awesome than at home sex?  Discuss.

4 comments:

  1. Maui definitely sounds like a vacation=fail, and that is a sentence that should never be said. Wow.

    That being said, glad that Vegas was more of a success. I wish wish wish I could've seen Garth in concert again!!

    Hotel sex is ALwAYS better. I need to go rent a hotel room. Hm.

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  2. Hahaha hotel sex is definitely the best. I even find myself more adventurous and wanting to explore other options besides just the bed.
    Vegas is definitely skanky and fun. Glad you got away, but dude you need to do it more than once every ten years.....I am blocking out the Maui story. Gross.

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  3. Um, dirty panties = so wrong. Like... friendship ending wrong.

    I love hotel sex, but I really love skanky Vegas hotel sex. I have no idea why it's so much better, but it's probably just because it's different. That's what we chalked it up to this weekend anyway!

    Very happy to hear you had a good weekend. Go plan another one :)

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  4. I love me some Garth...I'm so jealous. I'm so glad you had the time away together. For the record, dirty hotel sex = awesome!

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