Welcome Home...

Good Morning and welcome back to the real world. There is something about getting up at 5:30 am that isn’t just wrong, but it reminds you that the weekend is over, and Monday has come all over again. Although I spent most of yesterday sleeping and recovering from another crazy weekend, my eyes feel heavy and a day of rest is all I could ask for, however I guess that will have to wait until next Sunday.

I think the best thing about going on vacation is coming home. After two long weekends, one in Colorado and the other in Las Vegas, it is good to be back in California and know that I will be staying home this weekend.

Labor Day weekend I took off to Colorado for the CU v. CSU game as well as my friend Christine’s B-day, and visiting as many people as possible in 3 days. On a Friday when you get up at 5:30 am and work 8 hours, going out that night as much fun as it is, wears you down. Then of course you have to get moving Saturday morning to get from Denver to Boulder, hitting football traffic 5 hours before the game, only to shower and start drinking at 3 pm. We were late to the game because we were still in the bar taking shots. Ran to my girl’s house at halftime to chug a beer and return to the stadium after the 3rd quarter had already started. Surprisingly enough, Colorado won the game, fuck em up fuck em up, GO CU! (They also won this past weekend v. WSU!!!) Of course what do you do after the home team has won a football game? You skip dinner, continue on your liquid diet and go out partying for the night… 11 hours after I started drinking we all made it back to my best friend’s house to wind down the night. (Sorry Hawk, Linds and I stole your bed)

Sunday was a little mellower, breakfast at noon and a nap for the afternoon. Dinner at the Walnut Brewery and out to the bars again. Although I didn’t drink too much after Saturday s binge and Friday night’s craziness, I should have said no to all alcohol.

We finished up the weekend with lounging on the couch all day Monday only to make an evening flight out of Colorado and return to California @ 10:30 pm.

A short 4 day week made the blurs of Colorado fade away and the adventures of another drinking packed weekend come to light... Crystal and I were off to VEGAS! City of Sin… Our flight seemed to be the longest short hour possible. Crystal was inquiring to why the young man next to us was going to Vegas. In the beginning he seemed nice, but as the trip went on, he seemed to get annoyed the she was asking too many questions, and not the “right ones”. Oh well! After finally arriving in Vegas we spent 30 min talking in the airport to some random people that were on our flight. We made it to the hotel, dinner, and ready to go out @ 10 pm. We danced at Studio 54 @ MGM for a good 5 hours… Left there @ 4 am with a group of boys ranging in ages from 23 -32. Still playing quarters @ 5 am. At which time the future wife to be calls her honey to make sure he is being good. Girls – NEVER call your fiancé on his bachelor party. It is his last weekend of craziness with the boys. And if you don’t trust him, why the hell are you marrying him! After enough drnking, we decided to make our way back to the hotel. Crystal was quite confused as weather to say good morning or good night. We tried to make friends with the guys still playing craps, but they weren’t entertained at 7 am. It wasn’t because they were cute or anything, we just figured they didn’t look like they had been to bed either. This is what Vegas is all about!

After getting a good solid 6 hours of sleep in our COMFY beds, it was time to get moving again. We walked along the strip for a couple hours, had lunch, which ended up being dinner and finally returned to the hotel again for some football. (had to see if my Buffs won) Crystal napped for an hour while I watched football, then it was time to get up and get ready for the final night in Vegas. We had decided we were going to check out rain (of course I have been there now 4 times, but it was Crystal’s 1st). We got in line and started to drink, the only problem was by this point I was starving again. The club was packed and the music was GREAT! We turned in a little early seeing that our flight was at 9:50 am. I still think we were up until 4 or 5 am though. LOL

Sunday morning! I have never seen an airport quite like this on a random weekend. Everyone was leaving! Lines were long and it was HURRY UP and WAIT! We arrived at the airport and hour and a half prior to our flight, finally getting to the gate as the flight was boarding group A. That was close! Arriving home, mom picked us up and made us pancakes!! (Mom is the BEST!) I started to watch the 49ers and dozed off while I realized what a horribly ugly game it was going to be. Slept for most of the day, then most of the night. It is soo good to bed home and next weekend, I am not going ANYWHERE !!! Thank goodness, I don’t think I would be able to survive another weekend. Soccer starts this coming weekend and I can’t wait.

Back to work, hope everybody has a GREAT week!

Couple notes:
Jay – I hope you found Miss Joey and I hope Miss Joey had a wonderful BIRTHDAY!!
Crystal – Thanks for coming with me!!
Lindsey – Thank you for being such a great host, but you are a horrible drunk dial… lol