So far Vegas has felt a lot more like regular life than a vacation. Well, maybe someone else’s regular life. The morning featured sitting around drinking morning coffee poolside, and maybe someday that will be my life. It was 11:00-ish before there was mobilization to leave the house. Three of us went to a Goodwill near the house, which makes my second Goodwill in 24 hours. I wanted a zip front sweatshirt due to my state of freezing in the house, my sister wanted lighter colored short sleeve shirts. The mission was successful.
After Goodwill, we couldn’t figure out where to go for lunch so we went back to the house where there wasn’t much food yet, pending a trip to Costco planned for the afternoon. Lunch became an apple at 2:30 when I felt like there was imminent danger of my keeling over. It was a desperate move, I don't really like apples unless they are cooked in a crisp or sauteed for tossing into something else.
Remy Martin Louis XIII 8699.00 |
Some discoveries were made – like the cranberry
and jalapeno dip and the new-to-the Yankees Coca-Cola from Mexico. Oh, and a
bottle of Remy Martin Louis XIII French Cognac for $8,699. We did not by that. Maybe next time.
There were eight of us, and we probably looked like a clown parade moving through Costco. We realized we had become the people we are most annoyed by in stores – you know, pausing to talk, blocking the stuff, talking too long to the soup sample lady. The soup was very tasty. My sincere apologies to the Costco shoppers.
Back at the house, my brother-in-law prepped and cooked dinner and some of us helped by staying out of the way. The young’uns played pool and some of the rest of us sat outside enjoying beverages, testing the cranberry and jalapeno dip (it's delicious!), and talking. Later, the younger folks hit the pool. There was a nighttime photo shoot involving an inflatable duck float and a plastic owl. We sure know how to have a ball. Maybe we'll go back for the Remy Martin.
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