Here are a few more pictures from the trip. This is Jen and Mandy that I went with. Then there is the picture of Jen on the tiger cause the one place that she wanted to go was to the Sigfried and Roy museum and to see the white tigers. Then the picture of me holding my boobs is the night before our flight because I was still so happy about my new boobs. I am still in awe that they don't move and that I can't actually physically pick them up and move them around like I used to be able to do. So today is going to just be a random blog about a whole bunch of stuff. I will fill you all in a little bit more about what I did in Vegas. On the first day we went and got tattoos and then just walked around and hung out. Then that night we went with some gentlemen that we had met on the plane in a limo around Vegas. We went to Freemont street and gambled, I played blackjack and kept winning so that was nice. Then we went to Scores, this strip joint, cool place, Sean Coombs was there. Forgive me if I am re-telling you guys things I don't want to re-read what I blogged already I'm in a bit of a rush today. Then we went to a country bar then home. It was a great night. The next day my left palm was so itchy, I woke up and said that I needed to go and gamble. As luck would have it we didn't gamble that day at all. Instead we went to Treasure Island for a fabulous breakfast buffet and then Mandy and I went shopping at the mall. I think my palm was itchy because I got some fabulous deals. I bought a cashmere sweater, no red dot, for only $36 then I bought some stuff at Victoria Secret and then a really nice leather purse for $8. Then we just walked around and hung out for the evening. Early night that night, we were back in the room by 11pm. The next day was spent walking down the strip and going to see the tigers and then Planet Hollywood is where we had lunch. This day was New Year's Eve. As luck would have it as we were walking down the strip we ran into the same guys from the plane again. We decided to go to Toby Kieth's bar and we all hung out there for awhile then the guys had tickets for the night so they left and we walked the strip. Then we rang in the New Year on the strip and then headed to our room. It wasn't that we didn't want to party on the strip but really you just walk up and down and my feet were hurting from all of the walking already. This was the first time in my life that even after I had slept for the night I would wake up and the soles of my feet still hurt. That was my only complaint. Then on January 1st we went down to Luxor and Excalibur and toured around there. Then we went back to our rooms because that night was the Supernova concert. We started drinking at 3pm and I don't know if that was such a good idea. Made it to the concert all dressed up, the guys rented a limo for us and we headed off. It was a blast. I totally enjoyed the night, even though I was the first one to go home, way too intoxicated. Then the next day I had a hangover like I have never had in my life before. My eyelids hurt, my fingernails hurt, everything hurt. Yet we had to check out of our room and keep ourselves busy until we went to the airport that night because our flight didn't leave until 11:59pm. So we went back to Treasure Island for a smorg and I paid $16 for fruit and cheese cause I wasn't hungry at all. Then we went to the mall. We stayed there for probably 3 hours just walking and then sitting outside. We went to the Treasure Island Pirate show where they sink the ship at 5:30pm and then made our way down to the Bellagio for the water show and then back to our hotel for supper and to pick up our bags. By the time we went to the airport, got all checked and everything it was already 10pm so we really only had a couple of hours to wait. It was good, by 5 I felt much better and actually enjoyed the pirate show and everything. It was a great trip, I wouldn't have changed a thing. So glad that I went and now I want to go somewhere again. I didn't think that I gained any weight while I was there but I did gain 5 lbs and am happy to announce that they have lost themselves again and I am back down to 186lbs. This is my lowest, I want to lose some more but am not pressuring myself to do so, I just cut back and watch what I eat and if I'm not hungry then I don't eat. For so long I was in the routine that if it was a meal time I ate, I don't do that anymore. I used to also eat a meal just because I was supposed to and then have the snack that I really wanted. Now I just eat the snack, if I don't want the meal then why eat it just to get to the snack. Now on to the job. I had asked my brother if I could go and help him in March, he gave me the run around so I think screw it. My friend said that she could probably get me on working in camps doing payroll so she is going to talk to her boss for me. I thought that I would try and help my brother out because he will need a helper, but he wants to be an ignorant ass so why bother. I never hesitate to babysit or come and help them do anything whenever he and his wife ask and then I ask and he's a shit. His wife is awesome though. She and I get along great and she is the one that actually told me to ask him and then he's the doofus that says he doesn't know. I am hoping that I can give notice soon, ideally by Feb 01 but I don't know if that is going to end up happening. The only thing that I am a little concerned about is that if I am working in a camp and I have no idea when I will get days off I am no longer as accessible to Dave. Now this is maybe a good thing too. The way that it has gone over the past year is that I am always accessible whenever he is home. Now I won't be and he actually will realize that I also have a life and that my life doesn't revolve only around his schedule. Now my hopes is that he will realize that he does want me and that this distance will be a good thing. Either way it will be because either he will realise that he wants more, or that he doesn't, or that everything will stay the same. I guess I am extremely positive about the whole thing. Everything is just good in that department. I am happy. I feel that he is it, I am done looking, there is no one else for me. On the other hand if he isn't then obviously I am not meant to meet that "one" right now and I am just killing time until I am ready to meet him. I am also sick. I am so sick of being sick. I had a cold before Christmas and now I have another one. Last night I took 2 penicillin(in case it's a sinus infection), 4 odorless garlic tablets, and ate a head of roasted garlic and crackers hoping that it would lessen it. Nothing. I woke up just as bad today. I'm thinking it's time for a visit to the health food store to get some kind of detoxifier that will sweat out the cold. I am also tired all of the time too and I'm sick of that. I am sleeping I am just always tired with no motivation for anything. I'm back to going home and going straight to bed again. It's an effort to get out of bed. I think that's more because I hate the job. I tried to think about one thing that I liked about it and I couldn't think of any. Oh I have decided that I will post the pictures of the old and new boobs. I will just have to take some pictures. So check back tomorrow.