The trip out here was good. The Sunday I left was terrible. I kept crying all day long. John kept telling me it was going to be ok....but I was just sad. My mom was ok until I actually left. Then I hugged her she started to cry, so I told her I loved her and I just walked out. I get teary eyed just thinking about it. I cried for the first hour or so. But I am doing ok now. I knew it would get easier. We left at midnight and drove all the way through until we got to Texas. Then we drove all the way to Arizona. We stopped at the Grand Canyon which was beautiful! My pictures look just like the post cards. I wish I could post them here. Then on to Vegas. We spend two nights in Vegas, and I had fun, but I was absolutely pissed off at John. See, he's a gambler and I am not. So he sat and played Blackjack, I went to the room when he started playing Texas hold'em. He didn't come back to the room until 8:00 the next morning. So waking him up was really fun! The next day we walked around, but of course we ended up back in a casino where he spent 5 hours playing blackjack! Needless to say I was getting pissed. I played the slot machines a little bit, but I didn't want to gamble the money I had to live off of. So anyway, when he finally lost his money he was wasted, and that started a whole other issue. Suddenly I had a child to take care of and I was not happy about that. I took him to get something to eat and I was just trying to keep him from spilling or knocking things over. The waitress came over and asked what we wanted and he simply replied, "Ranch", that was it. So I had to order for him. Then when he was done eating he got up and I should have known better than to let him go off by himself....but I thought he just had to use the restroom or something. A few minutes later I have the manager and a waitress looking at me. The manager asks me if thats my husband over there. I was like where is he. I get up and he is lying in a booth. So I start pulling on his arm trying to get him up, but he weighs quite a bit more than me, so that wasn't working out to well. So basically at this point I am extremely pissed off and embarrassed, and I am cussing him up one side and down the other. I was begging him to not embarrass me anymore. So then I get in line to get another room for the night, b/c obviously we can drive 4 hours at this point, and he wanders off to go to the bathroom. After five minutes I knew he wasn't coming back. So once I got the room I had to try and find him. Finally I found him. Turns out he was up lying in front of our room from the night before. Security was involved and all that. I was never so happy to just get him into bed where I knew he couldn't get into anymore trouble. But the next morning when I told him all this stuff he was pretty embarrassed. But not as embarrassed as me the night before. So that's my Vegas experience. I think next time I will just go with my girlfriends. Hope he doesn't read this. He might be kind of mad that I told all of you this! But oh well!
Ok, so I need to go do some job hunting! Talk to you all later!
Oh and Amy? Great that you have comments, but I couldn't get in to leave one. Might want to take a look at that. And next, get the links to everyone's blogs. It's a big help!!
Later everyone!
