Friday, January 20, 2006

There's no place like home...

"Someday I'll wish upon a star and wake up where the clouds are far behind me, where troubles melt like lemon drops, away above the chimney tops that's where you'll find me..."

It's about time for me to click my little ruby slippers together and head on back to Kansas (close enough to Missouri, right?) friends.

The thing about Vegas is that when you're working it's the same as any other city. A little more crowded and definitely full of more annoying tourists and drunks, but I still have a job (no matter how mindless) to do. I really have no exciting stories or anecdotes to share, sadly.

I did manage to have some good times with some of my co-workers - Margaritaville is connected to our hotel so went there a couple of times. I think tonight I may gamble my limit of $20 and try to have some fun before I have to leave for the airport at 3:30am.

My little house and not so little kitties await me when I get back to the 'Lou - so I'm just counting the minutes until I get to go. Been nice visiting but time to ease on down the road.

Thursday, January 12, 2006

An eternity in Sin City

"Bright light city gonna set my soul, gonna set my soul on fire; Got a whole lot of money that’s ready to burn, so get those stakes up higher..." --Pomus/Shuman (Elvis Presley)

This will be the time where you all get out your teeny tiny violins and play a sad symphony just for poor pitiful me, ok? I am stuck in Vegas for the next 10 days.

My job, which I love, has brought me to beautiful Las Vegas, Nevada to work a meeting. Work. Now, I am not one to whine (shut it) but Vegas can be a pain in the rear when you're here for a job like mine. The conference centers are a million miles from everywhere, casinos are only fun and charming at 5am when you've been up all night before, and there are a zillion tourists who wander around generally getting in the way.

But here I am, with my supply of "staff" red polo shirts and khaki pants, ready to face whatever it is that comes my way. I'm sure that all will be fine and I may actually get some sleep or take a pull on a slot machine once in a while. I'll make time for some fun - and maybe make good on my threats to get hitched! (haha!)

I was looking out at the lights from my hotel room thinking of all of those people out there looking for their big opportunity - money, excitement, love. Unfortunately, even a place like this with the opulent hotel lobbies, gourmet restaurants, and big name entertainment can't give us what we really need. Sure, it's fun to visit, but it is SO far removed from the real world.

Give me a hug from my nephew, a good laugh with my best friend, a home cooked meal any day. Actually.. in about 10 days. I'll be way overdue by then.

I'll try to post any fun stories from the road - and if I'm not too whipped I'll get to my 2005 in review for your reading pleasure.

Viva Las Vegas!

Wednesday, January 04, 2006

Stars. Night. Cold.

"Everyone, everyone you look so lonely...when I look at the stars I feel like myself" - Switchfoot

This song has been running through my head lately. Good riff, good hook, and I'm feeling the message. Check out Jon and the Switchfoot boys.

I should really be asleep right now. Since the New Year I have been so tired. Part of it was having too much fun, part was waking up New Year's Day with a sniffle and sore throat that had nothing to do with the fact that I was in a bar the night before, and most of it is adjusting to being back to the grind of working every day after over a week off work.

As a frugal little homeowner I have been trying to keep my heat down since I am home so little during the day and I would like to be a little bit energy conscious. (my father is snorting at this since when I lived at home all I would do is complain about being cold.) So, I am cold. My fingers are freezing and when I wrap up on the couch to watch a little TV I have to pull the blanket around my nose.

The new routine is that about a half hour or so before I go to bed, I turn on my nifty new little electric blanket that I got for Christmas. Then when I finally pop my little eskimo toes (oh, yes... I don't like socks either) into bed it is toasty warm. The cats LOVE it and end up on top of my feet for most of the night. The only problem is that I wake up sweating halfway through the night - but I guess nothing is perfect.

So I guess it's about time for me to go snuggle up with my stuffy nose and go to sleep. Stay warm, wherever you are.