Showing posts with label Vegas baby. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Vegas baby. Show all posts

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Back to life

We're home!

And believe it or not, we're home with a few hundred dollars in our pockets even after having somehow convinced Lady Luck to cover all our meals, drinks, souvenirs and gifts PLUS tickets to see Elton John at Caesar's Palace.

(Thank goodness for a husband with a will of steel who can actually walk away once he wins!)

The trip was a ton of fun and a welcome diversion, but shortly after we arrived home late at night on Easter Sunday - our first without mom - we realized that the real business of grieving has barely begun.

There are changes afoot in the DMD household - there are life-altering decisions being made and now that we are home there is no imminent glitzy and glamorous get-away to distract us from our current difficult and stressful reality.

My brain is buzzing. My head is full of things I am not yet ready to write about. And so for now I leave you with these...





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Thursday, April 9, 2009

Diva does Vegas

Remember way back at the end of last summer during the Toronto Film Festival when Rob and I went to the fancy-schmancy charity fundraiser at Norman Jewison's Canadian Film Centre?

No? Well we did.

And though I didn't mention it at the time, while we were there I bid on an all-expenses paid trip to Las Vegas in the silent auction and....gulp...won.

It was a steal. It was when Rob was in the middle of a job that was due to last for several more months. It was before his mom got sick and before the headlines were trumpeting financial collapse and economic ruin.

It seemed like a good idea at the time.

Taking off to Sin City is not something that would naturally occur to Rob or me right now, but the trip was paid for long ago and the deadline to actually take it was staring us in the face and so as you read this, I am likely playing the nickel slots at Caesar's Palace while sipping a margarita or stuffing my gullet at some all-you-can-eat-buffet.

Good times, my friends, good times.

My darling boy is safely ensconced at my parent's house and looking forward to taking that all-important first spring flight with his Grandpa this weekend. I'll be back here on Monday to recount my adventures.

Happy Easter to each and every one of you and thanks again for all your lovely friendship and support over these last few weeks. I'm gonna put a ten-spot on black just for you...

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