The One Where I Followed the Rules
...continued from Sunday, Tuesday, and Wednesday's posts.After dinner we strolled over to Caesars to get the lay of the land and where we were supposed to go Friday afternoon.
We knew Ellen was inside the Colosseum taping her TBS special, so we weren't going to get a peek at her here.... Hung out a little while trying to see celebs, to no avail.
2am and we finally make it back to our room. The hotel people informed us that Harrah's next door has live music until 4am every night, no big deal we can hang. Luckily the music was good stuff and well we couldn't afford to upgrade the room anyway. We had a great view from our balcony.
A few hours later we woke and headed to the hotel restaurant for a typical Vegas-Breakfast-of-Champions.
Not a winner.
Getting ready for the show was next.
Rereading the letter that came with the Ellen tickets, it said NO CAMERAS. It even went as far to say that if they found you with one, you'd be asked to take it back to your room/car/house in CA. I didn't want to risk not seeing the show so I was a good girl and followed the rules.
We walk across the street when ready and see a long line outside the building. We walk over to the area ready to stand in line, although it wasn't what we were told last night. Luckily for us, a crew member for the Ellen show talked to us and when he saw we had 'hard' tickets he guided us inside. That was the line for stand-by tickets.
Finally make it into the auditorium and the set is amazing, the crowd is loud, the music is pumping, and EVERYONE is taking pictures. Flashes go around everywhere and I kick myself for not even having a camera phone with me!
Second mezzanine level and all the thrill of being a part of the show was exhilerating. Ellen came out of the floor dancing and was just so entertaining to watch. Bette Midler was a guest, Pink performed two amazing songs, and a Fabio-esque magician stunned us all.
NO giveaway, bummer. I guess it was all the expense of the 4000+ crowd. I did purchase shirts for Yaya, Papa, and myself though, which was a cool memento.
Dancing for 3 hours in those heels took a toll on my tootsies. I walked barefoot through the Forum shops afterwards, getting the attention of a nearby store worker.
"Why are you carrying your beautiful, expensive shoes?"
Me--Oh I just danced with Ellen for 3 hours, i'm pooped.
Expensive. Hah. Way to go Payless Shoe Source, ahem, I mean Jimmy Choo.
A Thousand Words Thanksgiving
Vegas, 2008
Hubby took this amazing shot outside the New York, New York hotel and casino. One of my favorite of the weekend.
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What's Fair is Fair, Right?!
So we get to Vegas, find our rental car place, choose a blue Dodge Charger and we're off to the strip. We find our hotel, check in and it's nearly midnight. Starving we go for a walk and find a mall at Planet Hollywood.We stroll and see these guys
And because my hubby is totally cool for coming on this trip with me, we compromise and head to a sport's bar for dinner. We're not buffet people and certainly not at midnight. We end up in this kind of place. And, of course all the waitress are wearing cheerleader outfits. Cool, too bad I forgot mine.
We order a bucket of these..
Then this starts....what?!! It's a sports bar, they're blocking the TV! Only in Vegas! Hubby didn't mind. Now we know what that pole on the bar was for.
But, what's fair, is fair. This Jon Stewart look-a-like wanted some equal time.
And, I didn't mind!!
Not ONE bit!
Maybe Hubby can visit here after all...
More like fcuk no!
Getting There
We drove to the airport Thursday night and left our car in long-term parking. Which meant we needed to drive about a mile from the airport and shuttle in. We were kinda new at this portion of flying for a trip, so I kinda got all "Amazing Race" and tried not to stress about missing our flight.From the car we booked it over to a shuttle waiting area and
Luckily I only said it in my head, so I wasn't a complete idiot for imagining this game I was playing.
Once we got to the terminal and proceeded to check my bag, I begged the lady at the desk to get me on the earliest flight to Sin City.
She looked at me funny and said, "ma'am, you are on the next available flight, gate C10." Pfft, whatever.
My hubby rolled his eyes and mumbled something to the effect of "I'm not with weirdo."
Hubby NOT playing the game with me.
Clearing from my delusions of grandeur, I sat in front of the window and pretended to look into the darkness of the runways. All the while I was spying on my potential seatmates, trying to figure out who NOT to sit near, and who has air sickness potential.
While hubby popped his Dramamine, I was fearful the puker would be him. But, I stopped worrying and dove into a book while hubs
Finally on board and ready to go. Luckily hubby kept his cookies to himself and enjoyed the lights of the cities he could name as we flew over them. He's kinda a human Atlas.
Then I saw it.
Las Vegas. Butterflies welled up in me, I felt like I would lose my peanuts and coffee.
The Mom that Didn't Sleep
Wow.What a whirlwind of a trip.
48 hours.
I'm exhausted.
Vegas was FUN.
Not just fun, fun. But, AH-MAZING Fun!
The best kind right?
I've got tons of photos to edit and post.
Tons of smokey laundry to wash.
Lots of skin to moisturize (man Vegas is a desert isn't it?).
Ellen was spectacular. I was star-struck the minute I stepped into the Colosseum and saw the stage set up for her show. (Show airs Monday)
When she rose from the floor and stood there waving and dancing, I was just in awe.
She was everything in person that you could expect; funny, talented, and gorgeous!
Bette Midler, who is performing her stage show at Caesars, was one of her guests.
As was singer, PINK!!! She is hot, so adorable, and a fabulous performer!!
Magician Hans Vlok or Blok, or VLOGGGUUUCCHHH (no i didn't just clear my throat) was also there. Think Fabio, with shorter hair, fan blowing at him like he's trapped in a windstorm, and making stuff disappear!
We danced for 3 hours straight, and me in my heels....oh my aching feet.
Check back in a few days for some more, i'll have my pics uploaded by then.
Sunday is catch up on sleep day.
Do you know you aren't allowed to sleep in Vegas, it's a rule. I think it's because your judgement is clouded by casino smoke and 3 feet tall drink-glasses(the ones with the strap around your neck) full of liquidy deliciousness.
And, when you're under that influence you make poor decisions like going "all in" with a two of hearts and a 9 of spades, start pole dancing at the sports bar, or when you buy a sculpture of the Statue of Liberty in the New York, New York gift shop for $3200.
Yeah, they like when you don't sleep.
