Who says I'm too old to party? Could it be all the "under 30" people that I see on a daily basis? Those who can climb 4 flights of stairs without holding their chest? Those who are not yet acquainted with dark circles, eye sag, and lip lines? Well for all you young-ens out there...I can stand with the rest of you right into the wee hours of the morning---as long as there is a casino involved.
Yesterday (I think it was yesterday,) Ron and I took off for St. George ... via a promised stop-off in Las Vegas. Word of advice ... Vegas is probably not the best --- "drop in for a little rest" spot on your way to Southern Utah. Just saying.
So, I got this "idea" while scheming...(did I say that out loud? Nope, think I just wrote it,).... to convince my honey to make a stop in Vegas. He was 100% opposed to spending a night in Vegas. Period. Instead, he promised me we could stop in Vegas so I could hit the penny slots --- you know I'm hooked --- and he could stretch his legs for a bit. Sure, sure. I knew how that would play out. I would be merrily engaged in my quest for bonus free spins and jackpots via those fabulous penny machines (which by the way can be more deadly than a dollar machine---truly!!), and Ron would stand close by doing every normal husband's "can we go now" routine.... which looks like: rolling their eyes, pursing their lips, sighing, slyly glancing at their watch in a manner that their wives couldn't miss, and with increasing frequency, asking their wives if they are almost done yet. I don't blame Ron for this. I get, let's just say, a teensy-weensy bit selfish when I gamble. So when he made me the promise that he would let me "gamble to my heart's content," I knew exactly what the poor guy was in for.
Disclaimer: I am not proud of the fact that I enjoy gambling. In fact, I have come to the realization that I am very bad at it. Casinos love me. What does that tell you? Well... they don't really love me, they tolerate me enough to lure me back every chance they get. And I blindly oblige. Thank you very much for the "free" upgrade to a beautiful suite with all the amenities Mr. Rich Guy who now has more of my money than I do.... and don't forget those "free" meals.... Hah! How stupid do they think I am? Do NOT answer that!
Okay, back to my story. I received a "gift" in the mail from Harrah's. 4 free nights (woohoo) and the chance to use all my bonus credits by purchasing gifts in the annual "Gift Wrap-Up Give Away." I have accumulated what sounds like a huge amount of points..... about 25,000 to be exact. Found out that equates to about $120-150 worth of over-priced merchandise. Short story long... I reserved a suite at the RIO for 4 nights,,,, fully aware that we would not be staying there for any of the 4 nights. But I figured Ron would have a comfortable spot to nap, watch TV, have a snack, rest his legs..... and relax while I "gamble to my heart's content" as he put it.
End result? We crept into our St. George timeshare around 6:30am....just as the sun was etching its way into the eastern horizon.
Insult to injury...did I win? Let's just say that somebody's name will be crossed off my Christmas list... or downgraded from "purchase nice gift" to "it's the thought that counts."
Is it time for a 12-step addiction recovery program? You be the judge. First you might want to ask if it was your name that got downgraded on my Christmas list :-) Do you think when we return to the hotel to check out after our "non-stay," I can make it through the casino without stopping? Guess you'll have to wait for my update.
Now... back to my opening statement----Yes. I can party all night long just like young people under 30. So give me a big high-five and air knuckles. What does that prove? Nothing. I don't even care about being able to pull an all-nighter. Nor do I give a rat's cheese about what they think of me. In fact, I'm a bit embarrassed to admit that I was stupid enough to miss out on some much earned and much needed sleep (not to mention stupid enough to spend money doing so). After all, the only thing gained by my childish behavior is the addition of a few more mouth lines and eye wrinkles... Oh, and of course, another "free" offer will be on its way before I can click on the "Publish Post" button.
By the way, Here is something you may not know .... They no longer call it "gambling." It's now referred to as "Gaming." Why? Because when people "gamble," there is a chance or possibility they could hit a good-sized jackpot or at least win something to walk out with--and that used to happen rather frequently. They now refer to it as "Gaming" because it's considered entertainment---like a video game that charges money for every move. No one is expected to actually come out a winner.
Sort of takes the fun out of it..... And how entertaining is that?
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