What happens in Vegas…

3 Mar

…goes on the blog.



Thai House presents Kenny



“Don’t lean on the windows” is just a suggestion.



Helpful reminders



Do you believe in life after denim jacket murals?



Words to live by



The Haunting of Madhousewife



What IS that?  Somebody smell it.



The Valley of Fire rocks!



The eye always goes to the boob.

I want the innocence back so I can watch trash.

I need to unbutton my pants for my food baby.

What IS that?  Somebody smell it.

I’m living proof that crap is real.


Thanks everybody.  Good times.


10 Responses to “What happens in Vegas…”

  1. Susan M March 3, 2009 at 10:48 am #

    BEST times!

    I wish I had friends locally like all you guys. But then I suppose my family would never see me.

  2. cheryl March 3, 2009 at 11:36 am #

    I’m with Susan. I’m already having withdrawals!

  3. Julie March 3, 2009 at 1:04 pm #

    What happens in Vegas makes me want to be in Vegas.

  4. madhousewife March 3, 2009 at 1:57 pm #

    Ha ha, I do look spooky.

  5. Janelle March 3, 2009 at 3:45 pm #

    How did I miss that Cher Jacket?

    I’m currently wearing overalls,

    Do you mind waiting a minute while I slip into something more spectacular?

  6. flip flop mama March 3, 2009 at 4:13 pm #

    Totally good times!

    I seriously need to slip into something more spectacular! Love it!

  7. foofer March 3, 2009 at 4:49 pm #

    Valley of Fire does indeed “rock”. Merkin’s dad used to live in that neck of the woods, so we’d go there every visit. BratzBasher calls it the “Hi Grandma Rocks” because she used to yell out “Hi, Grandma!” and listen to the echo.

    P.S. — If you gals purchased any posters at the Liberace Museum, I don’t want one for Christmas. [obscure reference to “location joke”]

    P.P.S. — I now have a goal to use that Liberace quote sometime this week. That and “There is no charge for awesomeness” from Kung Fu Panda.

  8. bythelbs March 3, 2009 at 8:23 pm #

    Susan—Sometimes my family complains they never see me when I’m just hanging out with y’all online. And I’ve been singing that Styx song all day. Thanks.

    Cheryl—Yeah, so very fun. I have to admit I enjoyed being back in my own bed. As did you, I’m sure.

    Julie—We’ll have to bring the party to you sometime. You were missed.

    Madhousewife—I want to write a short story titled “The Haunting of Madhousewife” now. If only I could right stories. Or write them.

    Janelle—Baby, on you I bet overalls ARE spectacular. And no need to unbutton in case of food baby.

    Flip—I’m so glad everybody had such a good time. Could we BE any more fun? And awesome? All of us. Really.

    Foofer—I’m having the vaguest of recollections about that Christmas reference. And yeah, I’ll be using that quote for the rest of my life.

  9. Alison Wonderland March 3, 2009 at 9:57 pm #

    I miss you already.

    (And I wasn’t leaning on the windows, I was leaning on the metal. I’ts different.)


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