The kids and I headed out to Vegas this past week to hang out with Micah and take RyRy to some dental appts.  Unfortunately, even though I had all three cameras I own, they all sat comfortably tucked away in their carrying case.  I have turned into a loser.  But to document a few things –
* The ride out was a blasted nightmare!
* Sleeping in a hotel that was too hot wasn’t too great either.  (My kids always sleep solely in their undies with the window open next to the beach.  So when you get out to the desert, in a hot and dry hotel room — it doesn’t really jive.)
* The kids were particularly good while we sat in the car for five hours straight while we accompanied Daddy on part of his work day.
* The kids and I spent a really fun day of parks, playgrounds and Abby’s house.
* We found a babysitter!
* Micah and I went out on a date to Bobby Flay’s “Mesa Grill” and then to Love, the Beatles Cirque De Soleil show.  I would recommend the restaurant, but the show was barely watchable.  I love Cirque De Soleil when it isn’t all psychedelic, and they focus on amazing fetes.  This one was nothing spectacular, and I yawned through the whole thing!
* The kids were excellent on our way home.  They were literally perfect!  Too bad that every mile I drove, I was getting sicker and sicker.  And now at home, I have part cold, part flu, part nausea.  I can’t exactly say what it all is, but I feel worse than I remember feeling in a long time.