Ah HA! I finally got this stupid thing posted.
Alrighty, so here is how our crazy, random weekend went down. It's pretty long. no need to read.
On Saturday afternoon, we were just lazing around in between things. Owen wanted to play with a friend, sophie had a choir pancake fundraiser and we just didn't have much planned.
Then about noon comes a text from Kat about them having an extra room at the palazzo and to bring the kids, they're leaving at 1.
Then about 12:05 a bunch of chamberlains go back and forth trying to figure out if it could actually work. Brad Johnson was over and was a BIG supporter of the last minute trip.
Well, we were able to moblize and by 2:30 we had tossed everything and nothing into a few suitcases and were on the road to vegas. Sophie had a stake dance on saturday night and did not want to miss that so she stayed overnight with a friend.
All we knew was that dinner was at 10 and that Rhys was hosting the party. Bring something Vegas-y.
So at about 7 we roll into the palazzo and head up to the rooms. Kat and Rhys are at the Mayweather vs. Ortiz fight, the grandma and grandpa are watching their kids. Their daughter, M and Penny are excited to see each other and play around the room and we all take turns holding baby P. At 8 I take our kiddos to my parents house where they have cousins waiting for them to have a sleep over with Gma and Gpa. Cousin HEAVEN!
When i get back to the hotel at 9:30 or so i am so wrinkly and sweaty and feel like serious crap, so despite the fact that i had less than 10 minutes to get ready, i jumped into the shower. Oh, the SHOWER!! Maybe all of you have amazing water pressure and hot temps in your shower, but in this 1941 house we have neither. It's the cruelest thing of my whole day. everyday. well, every other day on a good week.
Anyway, vowing to revisit, i jumped out quickly and got ready.
I put the outfit below and realizing the belt made me look like a mix between my 60 year old landlord Donna Diamond (yes that's her real name and her husbands name is Rod! hahaha movie names, right? She is flashy and kinda vegas, like wears her shades inside all the time) and bad Sandy from Grease, i took off the belt. much better.
Anyway, went down to the dinner at LAVO. ate amazing salmon, calamari, giant meatballs, big chunky caesar salad, 7 layer chocolate cake, strawberry shortcake. SO GOOD! And there were a bunch of people associated with Rhys there, most of them not the slightest bit interested in us, but i discovered when you get the wives talking about their kids, you no longer look like the odd couple out. So from about 10pm-1am we ate and chatted. And then we were escorted to the Club upstairs. Very VIP. Well, sort of VIP as they took us through the kitchen elevator making sure we didn't slip in water or slide on grease. HA!
We turn the corner into the nightclub and the music is thumping with the worst music ever and it's packed with 20 somethings doing all kinds of stuff i just can't describe here on my family blog and not get creepers linking to me. Let's just say I felt like if i touched anyone i might contract a disease. Also, it sounds like there was something in his contract stating he could not say anything bad about LAVO while he was there from 10pm to 2am, so we all just pretended like it was the coolest place we'd ever been.
And it was fun to be in the roped off couch-y area. security on all sides. We couldn't really talk, of course, so we boogied and toasted and people watched. it was fun.
There was shout outs and everybody cheering for Rhys, who was on Entourage, there was 2 fake birthday cakes brought out for Kat's birthday by 4 well endowed {read: purchased} women in tiny outfits waving light sticks around. so totally embarrassing for them. for all of them! i felt so sad for everyone in that place. people pay to go there all the time!?! wow. Doug pulled me out to the dance floor and i was super sketched out, not wanting to brush against anyone! Ugh. that lasted about 10 seconds and then we went back to the safety of the roped off area. hahaha.
Seriously, any young people reading this. never go to a CLUB! please...for me.
About the last 30 minutes i was so tired, i felt like my face was going to fall off.
We left about 2 am and I felt like i needed a shower.
That may not sound the the greatest review, but it was super interesting to see. total fly on the wall experience that will likely never happen again. Plus, getting dressed and going out without babies is always awesome!
The next morning we slept in til a whopping 7:30. I was hoping like 10 or NOON! but no. i am old now and my body naturally wakes up after about 5 hours of sleep. it was cool, though, the room had remote control curtains, like in that cute movie The Holiday. Remember those? we shut them for a little bit but honestly, we were wide awake so we just got ready and headed to my moms and picked up the kids.
By 11:30 we were back on the road, headed back to LA, less than 24 hours after we started.
met up with the gang somewhere between baker and barstow. we were told about a sweet hamburger joint on route 66 so we all veered off to find it. sadly, that place closed at 2:45 in the afternoon??! who closes at 2:45? well, main street barstow is like a ghost town so as soon as we were driving though, we knew exactly why.
Ended up at 'Bun Boy.' HILARIOUS and nasty. The food was so so gross except for the fried food that we ordered. That was just that. FRIED.
I riduculously ordered the TACO SALAD. It was the last thing to come out and it was huge and digusting and all I ended up eating the fried taco shell.
Kat's parents were so funny. Her mom ended up driving about 1 hour of the leg with me and all the kids and it happened to be the hour that penny decided to melt down. it was the most stressful hour of my life. She is a really easy and laid back grandma but still, it was intense. Penny cried for almost an hour until i finally pulled over, took her out of her carseat and hugged for about 2 minutes. put her back in her carseat, got back on the road and within 3 minutes Simon was crying. holy crap, i almost lost it.
when doug finally caught up with us (5 minutes down the freeway from bun boy i realized i left my phone in the bathroom so he went back to get it) off the santa anita exit, i couldnt even talk about the last hour. just had to get on the road.
So we made it back home in one piece. Crazy, random, really fun weekend.
up the fancy elevator! {yes, we stuck out like sore thumbs! Oh, i wish i could have photographed the outfits on the ladies in the casino. priceless
in the fancy lobby
in the fancy hotel room
my hipstamatic efforts to catch a jumping shot
my donna diamond/bad sandy outfit - maybe a little miss piggy?
we were the only one's there so we let them go a little crazy. Riding Horsies.
my big salad
some kid quotes from the weekend:
Owen told me he wanted to become a vegetarian. so i told him that was a great idea. and he said, "Yeah, I think it would be cool to have flat teeth instead of sharp, crazy ones."
Simon has little conversations with himself.
"a boat? a boat. Yeah, a boat. a boat?"
and on and on.
"a shoe? a shoe. Yeah, a shoe. a shoe?
He was also taking summer her pacifier yesterday and it was almost like he was practicing as he crossed their lawn before he knocked on the door.
"here baby. here you go. Here baby, here you go."
Also, he says he 'luh's' everything. After we say goodbye to anyone, he'll tell me on the way to the car. I luh maya. i luh marghie. i luh water. i luh gpa.
Penny likes to eat pink snoodies in the morning and if you have something to throw away you can throw it in the crash can.
ok, that's all. super obnoxious post. but at least it's now in the archives.
Master Owen:
Little Miss Penny:







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