Food-ca-tion: Vegas Style

FIRST let me preface this by saying we split each dish. Even us gluttons have limits!

@ Hash House A Go Go - ordered the man vs food challenge dish - pretty sure it contained a little bit of everything on their menu!  Yes...that's a huge piece of fried chicken on top!

@ Serendipity - ordered their signature steak and eggs baguette sandwich and coffee - So good! Their mugs were sooooo large it was like drinking a whole pot o'coffee in one cup. Yep...nobody needs that much caffeine prior to hitting up the slot machines. Those loud, wild, dinging machines had nothin' on us when our spin would win. Which was pretty laughable since we were rollin' with the big dogs on the penny slots. Yep...two people should not get so excited about rackin' up 150 pennies. Unlike the dude at Wynn who drew a crowd winning at blackjack...minimum bet at his table: $1000! And what I loved most about this guy was the $1 old navy flip flops he was rockin'!

@ Wynn buffet - it was neverrrrrrrrrrrrrrr-ending - so where are the photos?  Well...my past self talked to my present self and I took my own advice.  (What past self said.)  Noted.

And I've decided that it's slightly odd that I take pictures of our food. But...I do it anyway. I'm pretty sure it's not normal to be this obsessed with food. But it's my thing.  AND before you get all judgey-mic-judgemental on me...remember we ALL have a thing.  Not sure what yours is?  Just ask me and I'll tell ya...or don't ask and I'll probably tell ya...'cause I super suck at being Minnesota nice!

However...I'm still trying to decide if my food obsession should be added to my I-need-therapy list or my possible new career as a food critic/blogger list.  I lean toward the new career list since my I-need-therapy list is already pretty long.

Junk Mail

I'm annoyed by getting the mail.  So usually I don't bother.  And here's another reason why...

I open the mailbox.  There's only one piece of mail in there.  Addressed to me.  Not the hubby or our household.  Directly to me.  Only me.  And it's for a weight loss clinic!

Wow.  You b*!@#!!!!!  So now the mail is calling me fat!  No wonder people develop eating disorders.

Zoey Games: Where's Waldo?

Zoey:  Just call me Waldo from now on.  Thank you.

Photo 12.28.12: Liquid Oatmeal

Most days of the week I try to have some oatmeal.  Ya know....'cause it's healthy.  Of course...some days I opt for the liquid version.  Oatmeal Stout.  So much better than that instant Quaker stuff...

Photo 11.29.12: 50 Shades of Red

In my quest to choose the perfect shade of red nail polish, I had a Dexter moment. Even I was a little creeped out by my Ice Truck killer hand.

Photo 12.25.12: A Charlie Brown Christmas

Since we didn't have a Christmas tree (again!) in our own house, we thought it would be fun to drive around and check out the outdoor lights of some of our neighbors.  I'm guessing these people have a decorated tree in their living room and bedroom and kitchen and bathroom and basement and...well you get the point.

And then we came across the Charlie Brown house.  I think there's something a bit off with having a Peanuts Gang nativity scene.  The virgin Lucy with baby Snoopy?????  And that probably leaves Linus as one of the wise men.  Hummmmm...

Photo 12.25.12: The Imaginary Tree

There’s something magical about having a Christmas tree.  Nevermind the whole impractical nature of the thing…ya know the added electric cost, hours to decorate and undecorate the thing, taking up valuable square footage, blah blah blah.  Last year we nixed the tree after a day because the little bads were…well…just plain bad!  But I was convinced that being a year older, they could be now be trusted with a decorated tree.  The hubby was not so confident.  So just as I’m making my case and trying to convince the hubby that our little bads are more mature…we hear a loud sound.  And look up just in time to see Zoey climbing the lamp shade…and then watch as Zoey, the lamp, and the shade all tumble over with a crash.

Well then...I guess that pretty much puts an end to the tree discussion.  Soooooo...how's the weather?!

And that's how we came to be treeless again this year.  Yep....just an empty corner in our living room where it would have been.  

Photo 12.24.12: Yule Log Channel

I never paid much attention to the Yule log channel before.  This year I flipped it on to have Christmas music in the background and a “fireplace” in my kitchen.  I always figured it was a gas fire with fake/fixed logs that someone videoed.  Until we were enjoying our Christmas dinner and the hubby informs me that someone threw a log on the fire.  Huh?  What fire?  Oh the fake TV fire.  And this is how we got sucked into watching the Yule log channel on Christmas Eve.

Seriously…dinner conversation included:  did you see ‘em throw another log on the fire?  Ooooo ooooo you gotta see this…a poker just enter the picture.  Uh oh…looks like that front log may roll outta the fireplace.  I wonder if they’ll keep filming if the whole place starts to go up in flames? 

Photo 12.10.12: Frozen Drinks?

And then we had to go home.  And were greeted by winter wonderland.

I keep hoping that the little island man will walk by with some more of those frozen rum drinks.  Not sure what's taking him so long!

Photo 12.09.12: Bahamas

The more you booze

the better you cruise!

...says the little island man pouring wayyyyy too much rum in my frozen fruity drink!

Photo 12.08.12: Itsy Bitsy Teeny Weeny

While the hubby was out of the room, I took it upon myself to rearrange just a little bit (and stop mid-project to take a photo.  It's important to document the craziness.)  Really...our room was soooooo tiny.  As in "honey I don't know where you're gonna sleep because this room is barely big enough for one" tiny.  Or tiny like when I was in the 3rd grade and decided to see...how small I could actually write my homework and it still be legible.  Poor Mrs. Little.  She said my small handwriting was ruining her eyesight.  But in my defense her last name was Little.  And who can resist that?!?!