Wow, it's been almost a month since I last blogged. So much for updating everyday. I just don't think my life is exciting enough to post everyday plus I tend to forget I even have a blog. Maybe I should I try for once a week to start and see where it goes from there.

I had a great time in Vegas. My sister and I hung out and did lots of walking, shopping, a little bit of gambling. We went to The Voodoo Lounge at The Rio. It was.....okay. It was $20 each to get in and then first round of drinks (for the 2 of us) was $30 plus tip! We were drinking Raspberry Vox Vodka and Red Bull, but still! $15 for a freaking drink? Then of course some drunk woman ran into my sister and spilled some of the drink. Ugh...

Luckily (in more ways than one) we met these 2 guys, we'll call them ? (can't remember his name) and J, and they ended up buying the rest of our drinks for the night. The night started off well. The four of us were talking and having a good time. Then I made the mistake of guessing ?'s age - he asked after I told him how old I was. I guessed a little high (by 2 years) and he got seriously offended. After pouting for quite some time he finally joined the group again. Then later I told him my situation - I'm separated from husband. He freaked out about that saying the next day I was going to go back to my husband. I told him if he wasn't he wasn't okay with it, that was fine with me and he should walk away. I ended up feeling like I was fighting with the guy. It was crazy.

The craziness continued as ? continued to hit on me and then started hitting on my sister. He was so obvious about it. So not cool. When the club closed they invited us back to their room saying "nothing has to happen". Yeah fucking right. Why the hell do we need to go back to your room if "nothing has to happen"? We ended up fighting again....we just met the guy a few hours before and we're fighting. What's wrong with that picture? Finally, T and I got into a cab and went back to our hotel.

We decided to have a few more drinks, so we went to Bill's Casino (formerly Barbary Coast). As were walking over there, we're still talking about the crazy guy. I still couldn't believe what had happened and very loudly said, "men suck" as we were getting ready to walk into the casino. This guy, B, walking next to us said, "not all of us suck". We ended up talking to B and invited him to have a drink with us while we told him the story of the 2 guys at The Rio. He was such a sweet guy and cute to boot. :-) We sat around and had a few drinks. Then we decided to go gamble some. We went and played 3 card poker. He put the money down for T and I to play, but T decided not to and just watched. We played for a little while. I ended up 10 bucks ahead, so B split the winnings with me - I got 5 bucks. Then we played black jack. Not sure how I did overall, but B won some money. He gave T and I $50 each. I guess I didn't do too bad.

I had a great time with B. He was such a nice guy, easy on the eyes, and a good kisser. If we hadn't had our experience at The Rio, we would have never met B. I guess sometimes bad things have to happen for good things to happen.