Vegas trip from hell!

One would think that going on a Vegas trip means FUN FUN FUN! Not the case for me. My first trip to Vegas was a nightmare! My first trip to Vegas was a business trip but I thought for sure I was going to enjoy the city that never sleeps!

The first day was a bad sign of a trip going straight to shit! I missed my flight out of my hometown. I was scheduled to leave at 6:05AM on Thursday and I should have made it into Vegas at 1010AM Thursday. Didn’t happen exactly as planned.

6:05AM flight out of FSM missed and was put on standby.
10:10AM flight out of FSM was full and was put on standby on another flight.
1:10PM flight out of FSM…MADE IT!! WOOHOO. Next destination was DFW airport.
2:00PM arrive at DFW. Next flight to Vegas 3:50PM but according to screen, I’m #23 of 26 Standby’s…UGH!!!
3:50PM next flight out to Vegas. Didn’t make it. Now I’m #17. MOVING ON UP! HA!! Whatever!
3:55PM arrive at TGIF’s to drink heavily with fellow standby’s. Make new friends, exchange #’s to try and hook up later in the city that never sleeps known as Vegas. (remember that)
5:15PM next flight out to Vegas. Didn’t make it. I’m now #13
5:20PM back to TGIF’s to get more drinks. Meet 2 more new friends.
6:50PM next flight out to Vegas. NOPE….didn’t make it. I’m now #7. I’m so gonna make the next one. Me and my new friends all decided that we all were going to make the next flight and we were going to have the best time on that flight. It was like we all were 4-7 with one that had a for sure ticket on the next flight. We all head to TGIF’s (a different one since we are now on the other end of the airport) for more adult beverages. I can tell you I am not officially tipsey! 7 Beers and I’m feeling pretty good. It all becomes very entertaining to me on the fact that I’ve been on this little crazy adventure and I haven’t even made it to Vegas. WOOHOO GO ME!!!!
9:05PM next flight out to Vegas. Fingers are crossed! All 5 of us in a group thinking we are all gonna make this flight. Mind you I’m #7. It’s gonna happen, I just know it!……………..DAMN! Now I’m #1 on the list for the next flight! So what does that mean…..back to TGIF’s for more drinks but alone this go around. My new friends are gone. My new friend, Covington, did offer to give me his seat because he was #6 but I told him no. It’s cool. WTF was I thinking! GEEZ.
10:45PM next flight out to Fabulous Vegas. I walk up to only see that I have been bumped from #1 to #3?!?!? WTF. I walk up to the lady and I asked, very nicely and drunk like, How is it that when I walked away 30mins. ago I was #1 to only return to #3? Well I have learned that if someone comes in with something called Advantage Flyer something or other then they get the first seats available on standby. DAMN! I was nice though. It’s cool. I got myself in this mess right. I take my booty over to take a seat until they start boarding the plane. I meet two new friends, Dave and Ralph, i think. HA! We chat it up and once again I have a support team. YAY for support teams. They start boarding and I’m crossing my fingers and so are my new friends. They start to board and it looks as if I’m going to be spending the night in the DFW airport. But the last minute I hear my name called over the intercom and I’m IN! HOLY SHIT MAN! I’M going to Vegas finally!! I finally arrive to my room in Vegas at around 230AM Friday morning to only have to wake up at 5AM to go to work.

The only thing I got to on my trip to Vegas besides working was to walk around all by myself drinking beer all by myself. How boring is that. My new friends did call and text me to come out and have some fun but since I had to get up AGAIN at 4AM on Saturday to catch a flight out, I opted not to. I didn’t want to end up out all night long and not make it to the hotel to catch my flight and go through the whole thing again! I hate it when i’m all responsible and grown up! GEEZ!

I don’t have very many photos. I have one of me in front of my hotel window lookin’ not so hot due to the lack of sleep, photos of my room, photos of our booth at the show and one photo of the water thingy at the Bellagio (or however you spell it). I was too busy drinking my beer as I walked down the strip to take pics. I couldn’t get over the fact that I could walk down the street drinking adult beverages. I thought I was sooo cool. You can see the sad sad pics here. Not much excitment I promise! Pretty pathetic!

The Big “D”

Good times in Dallas, aka Big D! The drive was long but still we had a blast. I did get my pic with Gwen Stefani’s Harajuku girls! WOOHOO!! I am the coolest!!

Our hotel room was awesome, except for Sunday morning when I awoke to a stain on a pillow! OMG! Reminds me of my long lost Seester’s blog A Trip to the Big Easy HOLY COW! All I know is this big round ball pillow was on my bed and when my friend Kelly woke up it was on the floor and she saw this stain that looked like it was semen! EWWW!!! AND there were blood stains on her sheets! I mean heck. When you are coming in late at night, drunk, and tired you don’t really pay much attention. So when we woke up to our surprise….GROSS! My friend Kelly called downstairs and complained and we get $50 knocked off our bill!

Here are some pics from the Gwen concert. I hope this works for people to see my pics. Also, notice that I have added a page to my blog page called “Gallery” right under my About page. This has a link to my Gallery Album. Right now I only have the pics from the concert but check it often, everyday, to see what I have added from time to time and feel free to leave comments. I love comments! Let me know if you guys have any problems at all viewing my photos.

And for those that are curious. Yes, “He-that-shall-not-be-mentioned” has returned home. Yes, I have seen him. He stopped by on Saturday morning as he was driving in. I wasn’t expecting him at all. He hung out until I had to leave to get my girls off to the zoo and for me to get finished packing for my Dallas trip. It was kinda strange to see him. I was excited in a way but also a little set back and nervous at the same time. He also took me to eat lunch on Monday and to buy me some cool ass lamps for my house. Right now, I am fine with things. I’m not getting all wrapped up in the emotions at this point. I’m not saying that I want to be his best bud and hear about his dates or new girlfriend(s). I doubt I ever will be able to be that kind of friend with him. But for the time being I am fine with things. BUT there is a very very big chance that you guys will one day see a blog where I am upset once again, but this will be my own fault. I’m hoping to be strong though. I CAN DO THIS!

To Pay or Not to Pay!

So, my long lost twin sister posted a blog on her expectations of a date. Well here is a #22 & #23 for her and for all of us girls, I think.

22. Don’t invite me to dinner and then drop hints that you want me to pay for the meal

23. Tip well at the end of the meal and don’t bitch about it. Especially if they had good service.

Here’s my story behind this:

On Tuesday nights my girls go to their dad’s for a couple of hours. I usually go to the laundromate to do my weekly laundry, since I don’t have my own just yet. (but if you would like to send money to help a single mamma, that would be great. ) Anyway, I get there and it is crowded so I decided, nah, go on home and paint some more instead. Well a friend of mine calls me up to invite me to dinner, and I was like, heck why not. So I meet him at the restaurant and we sit down, we order, talk, get our food, etc. Well as we are eating our meal he decides to go into this conversation how he is fed up with girls who think that because they are on a date with someone that it should be the guys responsibility to pay for the meal everytime. I was like excuse me?

Pig: I’m fed up with girls who think that just because they are on a date with a guy that it should be the guys responsibility to pay for the entire date.

Me: Excuse me?

Pig: Yeah. Why should we always pay for the date?

Me: Well, I’m not saying that I am a high maintenance girl but I like to think that you would try to WOO me a bit and want to spend money on a nice dinner every once in awhile.

Pig: Why don’t women try to WOO men?

Me: I got all dressed up for ya, isn’t that enough? HA…again trying to lighten up the mood.

Pig: Seiously, Carrie?

Me: Well PIG, I don’t expect the man to always pay. BUT at the beginning of a relationship, yeah I think it’s a nice gesture. It’s a way to show that you like to spend time with them no matter the cost. Now once the relationship grows, I’m cool with taking turns and paying. I am sure no matter what you will get your money back some way or another

Pig: Yeah right. If you think about it. Taking a woman out to dinner and possibly drinks and then a movie that could end up costing $100 or more each time you do it.

Me: Get a second job! HA…again….

Pig: Whatever. I just think it’s bullshit that men have to be stuck with the ticket all the time.

(more in the convo but can’t relay it all back exactly) But in the middle of this conversation the ticket was brought out and of course the waiter placed it face down next to him. See, the waiter obviously knows how it should be. LOL.

Anyway, I, the girl who got invited to dinner AND a single mother of two, I might add, reached over grabbed the ticket and said, “I got this one dear”! NO hesitation from him at all. He didn’t try to take it from me. Didn’t argue with me. Nothing. AND Then to top it off!!!

Me: Do you have $5 cash?

Pig: Yeah, why?

Me: I don’t have any cash, could you please leave $5 for a tip. (Mind you we just went to a local Mexican restaurant and didn’t get any drinks and our total for the meal was only like $20 something)

Pig: $5 !!!! That’s too much

Me: NO. See, usually people pay 15% of their total bill as a tip. I pay 20% usually which would be $4 for our bill, so what’s another $1 to leave em? He leaves the $5.

Pig: I can’t beleive you are making me leave $5 tip for a $20 meal!

Me: I can have you pay for the $20 meal and me pay the $5 tip…which one do you want? Your choice man!

OH and then to top it off….I didn’t get a freakin THANKS FOR DINNER until later in the evening on a text message!!!!!!!!!! Let’s just say…I haven’t talked to him since that evening. Well, ok…it’s only been 1 day since then but still. I’m playing hard to get man. HA!