It's a real cool thing (to "out of towners") that we have casinos on every block (literally) as gambling is legal here. You only have to be 18 even. So it's a tourist draw. Funny thing is in 6 1/2 years i have stepped foot in a casino/bar a whopping sum total of 3 times. I don't drink except on extra special occasions, and it's usually a sip or one glass of something. Heck, the last time i drank an entire Margarita - - the good Lord decided to smite me with leperacy (at least in my mind...as i broke out with about 15 fever blister/cold sores all over my upper lip and couldn't show my face for 2 weeks). I told myself never again.
Never say never.
Karen and I go Waaaaaaaay back people. To my single ladies days and experimenting with bar hopping and all flavors and varieties of cocktails. We were young, skinny and gorgeous. MY WORD how times have changed for me! Plus my recent vacation escapades have left me looking once again like I'm about 6-7 months pregnant. Why on earth can't i gain it EVERYWHERE like normal folk? Nope, just in my stomach and thighs-lucky me. Thankfully the near 40yr old curse hit Karen some too, so we can comiserate together and look back fondly on the days of sizes only 6th grade girls should wear!
Anyhow, i digress. It was my duty to show her a good time no matter how unaccustomed to that i am. I tried my bestest.
My dear hubby watched the children on night ONE we played video poker and some caveman keno, i drank multiple flavors of cocktails, made a late night Taco Bell run, and played some more pool (which i suck at btw). We had a great time.
Night number TWO there were 5 of us all together and it was some Karaoke (again i suck at any bar related activities), more pool, Taco Bell runs, and this night only 1 flavor of cocktail that is apparently one of Karen's favorites. Which would be a new favorite of mine should i ever decide to drink again which is not likely.
I have awakened with the fever blister/cold sores from Hell. So far only 3. We shall see as the week progresses. There was a little tingling like i had one coming on after night one, but as of today there is a full blown war of blisters on my lip. Why is it that i feel like i can't have fun in a bar without adding alcohol? Hubby does it. 2 Cokes was all he had. So nice he could play pool, laugh at the 3 girls, and drive us home just a shakin' his head the whole time.
Karen has all the good pics on her camera, and Don might have some video of some really bad karaoke on his phone. Evidence the likes of which you will never see. Unless you are my "friend" on Facebook or Karens. Likely she has the whole darn 2 day deal already up for people to laugh at!
Long story short, my days of partying it up till the wee hours are officially over. Unless of course you come to Montana and ask me to show you a good time. I might have to oblige and thus more incriminating photos may appear. But i need some fair warning first, so that i can kill myself with some 30day shred and thus not look like a very pregnant woman drinking and whooping it up!
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