Wino's Anonymous

My sister and I were recently told that we need to go to W. A. meetings (Wino's Anonymous) because we love wine so much. Well, we decided to admit to our problem and do something about it, so we currently have daily meetings at an undisclosed location to sample different wines that may not be good for us.

The main problem we have is other people having a problem with us drinking wine. We don't see anything wrong with this and surely don't think it's a problem because our main objective is to drink lots of wine in order to filter out the wines we don't like so we know what to give up when we attend our meetings. How else can we find out which wines are nasty if we don't taste them all?

So, if you love wine and feel you have a problem finding out which wines you need to stop drinking, join us for our Wino's Anonymous meetings for help. We promise to keep your addiction a secret and we will never, ever reveal which wines you dislike. We honor and respect our code of ethics.

More Vegas

OMG! (or as my friend says it...Oh Em Gee!)
...That's the first phrase that comes to mind when I think of my recent trip to Vegas. One of the funniest things happened while we were in the club the first night out there. One of my friends, who shall remain nameless (she knows who she is, lol), went to the restroom a few times and came back to tell us how huge the club was and how they had several other "rooms" in there that were jammin'! We got excited and told her cool, we will have to check those out before we leave. When we finally decided to go see what all the hoopla was about in this other room, we got stopped by security who told us to wait right there or go back to where we came from because they were waiting on some celebrity to come through. We never saw that celebrity, but as soon as this unknown person passed by, they allowed us through and we went around the corner and into this other room that was jammin'. After about 5 minutes of dancing and walking around the room, groovin' to the beat, head bobbin', fingers snappin' (boom, boom clap! boom, boom clap!), I started thinking wow, this room is jammin'! What I didn't realize at the time is that either I was drunk or I was experiencing de'ja vu...or was I? (insert twilight zone music now)

I know I hadn't been to Vegas lately, so there was no chance on me having been in that particular situation before, so I didn't say anything to anyone, I just kept walking and groovin' to the music... All of a sudden I said to myself "This room looks just like the other room...the shape of the room is the same....that table has the exact same set up as the other one in the other room...hold up, is that the same bouncer that was just in the other room? How in the hell did the same people get in this room so fast?" That's when it clicked and I realized we were in the SAME DAMN ROOM!!! LOL! My poor friend. She thought that club had a bunch of rooms that we just had to check out because they were jammin! LOL! We are still teasing her about that today. That was a night to remember and a story to tell over and over and over. I will always get a good laugh from that one. LOL!
Thanks twin!!! (hey, I didn't reveal your name. I said "twin" lol) :)

Vegas

You know the saying, "What happens in Vegas..."

Well, I found that not to be true because I just recently visited Vegas and because of the crazy things that took place, I cannot keep it to myself. I have to tell somebody!

Don't get it twisted, it's not what you think. I'm not referring to anything that's considered a "sin" while in "Sin City", this is more along the lines of crazy/stupid/funny.

One thing I found out this visit was that there is nowhere to sit in any club you go to, unless you pay to sit down. Oh yes, you have to pay...literally. I'm not used to that because here in Houston, the seats in the clubs are first come, first serve unless you have reserved a particular section for a party or something. That's not the case in Vegas. Every single seat, booth, table, etc. is pre-reserved, but not for people who have called ahead, they're reserved for first come, first serve customers who want to pay to sit down once they arrive. Yes, everything done in Vegas costs money! You have to pay to play (or sit, in this matter). I asked one of the bouncers/security guards if I could sit down and he told me that I could definitely sit, for the right price. I had to purchase a bottle of liquor, priced at $400 or better, in order to sit down for a measly 5 minutes to rest my aching feet. No sir! I looked at him like he was crazy and walked off. I ended up sitting down at an empty booth when no one was looking and took my chances on getting scolded, thrown out or arrested, whatever the punishment is for sitting down at a club without permission. Go figure.

At any rate, I was able to rest my tired dogs and pretend I had no idea sitting wasn't allowed unless you paid for it, and ended up having a good time. Here is a photo of one of the guys who was partying nearby, that I pretended told me that the table I was sitting at was his table and he allowed me to sit, before I brushed passed security and made a dash for the main dance floor before they could find out I was lying...

THANK YOU LAS VEGAS, FOR A WEEKEND TO NEVER FORGET!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!