This is not a gamble/party trip...so I just realized that my ultra-cool-Las Vegas blogs will actually be more just like my totally normal regular blogs.
Today Sheila and Tiz and I went to dinner at a place called Lucilles (yum) and then went shopping at "The District" which is a long row of courtyard shops all leading to --surprise-- a casino. We didn't go into the casino, but we did go into the love of my life Anthropologie. And, um, Vegas Anthropologie is WAY better than Chicago Anthropologie. I know, I know...we're not supposed to shop at Anthropologie because they are owned by the same republican theives that own Urban Outfitters and don't pay artists...I know. And yes, I know we arn't supposed to like it because it is so overpriced. I KNOW. But maybe that would be easier if I wasn't having a passionate love affair with every single thing in the store. Someone please buy me the red t-shirt with the black birds on it ($54) and the red linen dress with the buttons ($128) and the Pomegranate scented lotion (Orig. $32, marked down to $18). Thank you. Maybe I'll see cheaper versions of the same things tomorrow at Urban Outfitters. OH, just kidding, we arn't going there. (yes we are.)
In Las Vegas when I wake up in the morning I have very curly hair. But, only in certain places. I mean, I have like, 17 really tight little curls and the rest is straight. It makes me laugh, and also wear a lot of ponytails. Here you go...

Also today in Vegas I wore my new socks that Wayne's mom made for me. They are awesome and wooly and she knit them! Socks! I wore them throughout our house which is all tile floors and I didn't fall once. Two words for you...Brooke Kwan.
Also today in Vegas we all got measured on the wall. Of the five kids on this side of my family I'm still second shortest (Tiz holds steady at a mean 5'4 while I shoot past her at a cool 5'6). At my birthfamily's house I think I am the shortest kid (but also the smartest and prettiest and coolest) and at moms house I am in the middle tall-wise (but also the smartest and prettiest and coolest) Which means that all my brothers are taller than me, all my little sisters are taller than me, and my big sisters are shorter. Which means that we will never fall into line directly by age and height at the same times. Which means...we will never be Von Trapp Children. Damn.
However, since the main reason I'm here is to see my adorable tall brother (more on that tomorrow) I will show you HIS marks. The pencil line is where he was a year ago, the pink line is how much he grew in a year. Now he's 6'2. Way to grow! He's now officially the tallest kid. Takes after our dad who was also REALLY tall.
We also watched American Inventor and generally hung out. And Tiz and I watched Passions-Old Skool on the Sci-Fi channel and learned the word Tutsuite. In means "immediately" and is used when giving someone an order. For example...
"Leave me poodle cookies in my foyer tutsuite!"
Though I kept messing it up and saying "Tootsie" But we practiced by saying it to the dogs a lot. "Blue! Come inside tutsuite!" "Jazzy! Get off the couch tutsuite!" "Craigen! Make me a sandwich tutsuite!" Wait, Craigen is a sibling not a pet...and I'm still waiting for my sandwich...
I really want to go to bed now but tomorrow I will tell you all about my brother who is 19 and such a boy. Here was one conversation we had today...
Me: Craiggy, what are you going to cook for dinner?
C: Stuff.
Me: Awesome, I love stuff...what kind of stuff?
C: Stuffed peppers.
Me:Stuffed with what?
C: Stuff.
Me: Yum! Sounds amazing!
C: Can I ask you something?
Me: Yep.
C: Do you think there are like, A LOT of pillows in this house?
Me: Yes, yes I do.
C: Yeah, me too.
Gotta love bonding with younger siblings. More on that tomorrow! As well as photos of all the masks. You heard me.
N0w I must go to bed tutsuite!
1 comment:
Pomegranate lotion is in the bag! Thanks Sheila!
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