Monday, April 02, 2007

What happens in Vegas...

Well, hell, I don't know what happens in Vegas. I've never been there.

Tom's sister, Trish is in Vegas with their mom, Dona.

So, I thought, since Trish is gone, I would make a good effort to post every day. That way, when she gets back to work, she'll give me grief about religiously posting when she's not there. And then, I'll give her grief about going to Vegas without me.

Neither Tom or I have been to Vegas. We like to give Trish a hard time about it. Cuz, what good is a little sister, if you can't give her a hard time. Oh, wait. She's older than me. Oh well.

Anyhow, Angie and I got the top to go down on my car. (Its being very tempermental.) So, of course, we had to go for a drive yesterday. Not very long of a drive, mind you, with the cost of gasoline and all.

Elizabeth is having me cross my fingers for a house they looked at this past weekend. I sure hope it works out for her and Tony. I know it would help their stress level a lot.

So, I guess this'll be the end of this post. Not clever. Not really funny. But, its there. (I think of something better throughout the day, maybe.)

Nah-nah boo-boo Trish.


Elizabeth said...

I have been to Vegas it wasn't anything to exciting but I don't gamble so I think that might be it. Yippee you got your top down!

Mr. Fabulous said...

I know what happens in Vegas. I was there. Woke up naked and broke. Oh, and I think I was pregnant.

Trisha said...

Well I can tell you what happens in Vegas...but I'm not gonna since you had to go and post so many things I don't have time to tell you! So there! Let's just say it was 90 the whole time we were there and only in the 30's here! HA! Take that!