Thursday, February 08, 2007

Vay Goose

I am in Las Vegas. It's nowhere CLOSE to being as thrilling as you'd think. I'm here for work. I didn't even leave the hotel yesterday. Last night, after standing in high heels in front of my booth all day, I had pizza in my room for dinner and went to sleep at 9:00 pm. Then I woke up at 5:00 this morning and now I have nothing to do and nowhere cool to go. I'm watching Dawson's Creek and blogging. I'm utterly pathetic.

I swear, I'm not so old and stogy that I am incapable of enjoying the flashy pleasures of Vegas. I'd like to think that if Hubby were here, we'd be going out at night for fine dining and a crazy show or two. But frankly, we'd probably only do that once and then we'd be so tempted by the prospect of taking a nap with no children climbing on our heads, that we'd totter off to our room and order pizza anyway.

Maybe you have to be a certain kind of person to appreciate Vegas. Don't get me wrong, I find this place fascinating and beautiful even with all the garish trappings and cheesy advertisements. But maybe that's what rubs me the wrong way. Everything here is for sale. And they're not going to let you forget it. I just don't have a comfortability with blowing wads of money on a Vegas Experience (nor can I afford it, frankly).

This is starting to sound rather preachy or even worse, Pollyanna-ish (a fate worse than death OR Vegas) and that is NOT my intention. Hey, I can be the biggest consumer whore in the world given my ongoing love affair with the Macy's sales racks and shoe sellers everywhere. I delight in pouring over a Pottery Barn catalog (Which Hubby calls my house porn) and fantasizing how I could transform my house into something from the pages of Dwell (after spending copious quantities of moola). I know how to SPEND! I even really appreciate going out to a great restaurant or buying a fantastic bottle of wine on occasion. I guess I need to go out somewhere interesting tonight (so far, the Las Vegas Hilton is pretty unspectacular) and see some sights and then maybe I'll finally get it. Maybe.

Now I'm off to eat cold pizza for breakfast. Mmmmm. Yummy!

2 comments:

Tracy said...

I think Chris would personally recommend a 190 Octane®
"Our top seller! Combines Orange Juice and Orange Flavors with 190 Grain Spirits. Strong." at Fat Tuesdays (with an extra shot) at MGM and then see what happens...if I were there by myself I would probably be enjoying pizza in my room (and enjoying the quiet relaxation time) or perhaps I would catch some shopping at Caesars or the shops at the Aladdin...(although if you are working all day, you may not make it before the stores close and take away the best entertainment available!)
Hope you had some fun!

Kerry said...

Oh my Gosh! You are in Vegas, without children, and eating pizza that you didn't make and don't have to share?!?! (I suppose you even got to pick your favorite toppings?) And you aren't THRILLED? I think you are living my fantasy. Is there a soaking tub? Because if you can top this off with a bath alone you are in HEAVEN my friend! hahahaha