The Hubby was headed to Vegas for business (really), so The Girl and I were headed to Carlsbad to visit my Dad, Sis & her family. But when I got there, I decided I needed another Vegas trip too. Sis watched The Girl while I jetted off. I called the Hubby from a bar at the San Diego Airport to let him know I was on my way. Woo hoo, Hard Rock here I come. Since the Hubby was still working, I helped myself to a looooong soak in the tub and spent over an hour getting all fancy (blow dried AND curled the hair AND did makeup) before he got there. Truly, the best part of Vegas was being by myself. Very refreshing.
Saturday I spent several hours at the Wynn (so pretty) gambling and drinking and generally wandering around enjoying my unencumbered time. That night we went to see Jet at The Joint in the Hard Rock FOR FREE! Rocked. Hard.
Sunday I flew out refreshed and ready to be a wife/mother/daughter/sister/friend again. In just over 48 hours I read an entire book and had Starbucks several times. Throw in drinking, gambling, sex & rock-n-roll and we've got ourselves a happy VenturaMom.