The lights illuminate the sky like a 120 watt light bulb in the darkest of closets. Your head spins with amazement like you are on a carousel going 87 mph. There is always so much to drink and so little time. This is my wonderland called Las Vegas.

This time, the wonderland was little more tame than the last time. My number one PIC (partner in crime), Amanda was not with us (Note to self: Amanda must go to Vegas when I go). I realized you can take the girl out of the party, but you can't take the party out of the girl. 

Josh and I went to celebrate my birthday and we had a blast. My "blast" and his "blast" are vastly different. He wanted to relax by the pool. I wanted to relax by the pool and enjoy fruity cocktails until I "fell asleep" and the cabana boy/girl had to wake me by bringing a fresh new cocktail. Josh wanted to see the different hotels and casinos. He wanted to compare the architecture and amenities. I wanted to see all the hotels and casinos too; I just wanted to compare Caesars yard of margarita to the Eiffel Tower cocktail from Paris. I also wanted to compare all the drink stands in between. Josh wanted to have a nice dinner and go back to the room and relax (This is where my vampire tendencies arise). I wanted to eat a little bit so my stomach wouldn't be full and there would be enough room for beer, wine, and cocktails I was planning on having until the sun rose. Josh wanted to wake up early and have breakfast. I thought that was a brilliant idea, if the breakfast was a bloody mary!!!!

I drank and laughed while he studied what we can do next time to make things more "relaxing" (massages, facials, mani/pedis). I enticed him with strippers and booze while he returned the favor and enticed me with me safety. All in all, we had a nice relaxing weekend...in Vegas. It was nice to get away from the everyday grind. I truly loved being in another world. 

So, to my friend who was passed out on the bench in front of the Mirage, try to make it up to your room next time. To the girl doing the "walk of shame" with her make up running down her face (she looked like a character from Cats), wash your face next time, it won't be as obvious. And for all those parents who brought their cute, huggable toddlers, PLEASE put them to bed before 3 a.m. The wasted meltdown and the toddler meltdown don't mesh well! 

The party will return!