Last weekend five girlfriends and I headed south for a weekend in St. George and Las Vegas, the pinnacle being the Celine Dion Concert Saturday night at Caesar's Palace! I love that women never tire of chatting despite being carsick, sleep deprived, hungry, or just plain tired. We had so much fun! I haven't partied like that for a VERY long time!
I think we could have been a reality TV show--follow the shenanigans of 5 Mormon Moms as they travel without their families into the desert town of St. George, Utah and Las Vegas. Watch as they immerse themselves in the culture of Las Vegas. What will happen? How exactly DO Mormon Moms party? What do they do for fun?
There were even a few instances that would have set any sitcom audience a roaring. One friend was pumping her breastmilk in the car because we didn't have another more private facility. She handed her cup full to another friend while she put away her pumping paraphernalia and forgot about the cup! She dozed as we drove and the loving friend held the cup patiently for quite some time. As we arrived at our shopping destination, the friend in her cutest Michigan dialect asked, "So do you want your breast milk back?"
And to watch us navigate the Strip. I was driving, me who has never driven the strip in my life (only visited as a passenger). Why didn't I get out and let another drive? I don't know. I think all five women during the course of the driving decided that their way was the best route and gave me instructions--all at the same time, for the entire drive! Some calling out from the back, some from the middle row, or from the front passenger seat! And I thought driving the Strip was stressful to begin with. When we FINALLY reached the entrance to Caesar's Palace, we couldn't get in the parking garage because we had my luggage carrier atop the car and it was too tall--word of note, if you drive a tall car, don't try to park in Caesar's Palace. During this whole event one of our gals was inside waiting with nervous anticipation as the concert time grew closer and closer! Then when we finally arrived, we had been in the car so long that we all had to visit the ladies' room even though they were seconds from shutting the doors.
But we made it! And Celine was stunning, and beautiful, and breathtaking, and all I could have imagined and more. She is the embodiment of beauty and class. Her show was breathtaking, the dancers were absolutely beautiful, and the scenery was awe-inspiring.
I think we could have been a reality TV show--follow the shenanigans of 5 Mormon Moms as they travel without their families into the desert town of St. George, Utah and Las Vegas. Watch as they immerse themselves in the culture of Las Vegas. What will happen? How exactly DO Mormon Moms party? What do they do for fun?
There were even a few instances that would have set any sitcom audience a roaring. One friend was pumping her breastmilk in the car because we didn't have another more private facility. She handed her cup full to another friend while she put away her pumping paraphernalia and forgot about the cup! She dozed as we drove and the loving friend held the cup patiently for quite some time. As we arrived at our shopping destination, the friend in her cutest Michigan dialect asked, "So do you want your breast milk back?"
And to watch us navigate the Strip. I was driving, me who has never driven the strip in my life (only visited as a passenger). Why didn't I get out and let another drive? I don't know. I think all five women during the course of the driving decided that their way was the best route and gave me instructions--all at the same time, for the entire drive! Some calling out from the back, some from the middle row, or from the front passenger seat! And I thought driving the Strip was stressful to begin with. When we FINALLY reached the entrance to Caesar's Palace, we couldn't get in the parking garage because we had my luggage carrier atop the car and it was too tall--word of note, if you drive a tall car, don't try to park in Caesar's Palace. During this whole event one of our gals was inside waiting with nervous anticipation as the concert time grew closer and closer! Then when we finally arrived, we had been in the car so long that we all had to visit the ladies' room even though they were seconds from shutting the doors.
But we made it! And Celine was stunning, and beautiful, and breathtaking, and all I could have imagined and more. She is the embodiment of beauty and class. Her show was breathtaking, the dancers were absolutely beautiful, and the scenery was awe-inspiring.
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