Vegas Recap

In February Coach was given a free trip for two to Las Vegas!  We cashed in last weekend and enjoyed three days of sight seeing, eating lots of yummy food & spending time together before spring football begins.  It was definitely the trip from travel-hades getting to Vegas and coming home but while we were there we had a fabulous time.

We left Saturday afternoon on a quick 20 minute flight from Waco to DFW and then attempted to connect to Vegas.  Sadly weather in Vegas kept us grounded for three hours but we made the best of it with dinner at Chili's {and my first Dr Pepper in weeks}.  

Working through the new playbook during our delay.

Working through the new playbook during our delay.

After landing in Vegas we checked into the Monte Carlo and did something we never get to do at home.  We watched legit TV in bed.  About a year ago we cancelled our satellite and when to strictly Netflix/Hulu. While we have not once regretted the decision for a multitude of reasons it is a rare treat for us to watch "real TV".  

Welcome to Las Vegas

Welcome to Las Vegas

The next morning we slept in since the forecast called for thunderstorms and finally made our way out to the Strip after the skies had cleared up.  It was chilly, rainy & overcast but we had a wonderful time walking through all the hotels, casinos and shops.  Sunday lunch was probably my favorite meal all weekend.  We shared a pizza and frozen hot chocolate at Serendipity.  I'm still dreaming about that dessert y'all.  After lunch we headed back to the Monte Carlo but took a detour through Bellagio where I had my only gambling experience.  Y'all, there was a FRIENDS SLOT MACHINE.  I absolutely adore Friends and I loved getting to "gamble" with them.  While Lady Luck did not smile on my endeavor is was fun to check it off my 1001 Goals list.  

We finally got out of the hotel room once the rain cleared up

We finally got out of the hotel room once the rain cleared up

Cold, rainy but we put some serious miles on our shoes as we walked the Strip.

Cold, rainy but we put some serious miles on our shoes as we walked the Strip.

Frozen Hot Chocolate. Also known as the way to my heart

Frozen Hot Chocolate.
Also known as the way to my heart

No Lady Luck for me but it sure was fun!

No Lady Luck for me but it sure was fun!

Sunday night I had bought tickets to see the show, MIllion Dollar Quartet.  I first heard of the show during our local theatre company's release of next season's productions and instatnly knew I wanted to see it in Vegas.  In case you are unaware the MDQ is based on the December night where Johhny Cash, Elvis Presley, Carl Perkins & Jerry Lee Lewis played togehter for the only tine in their lives.  The Lord obviously knew people for generations would need to hear this magic and it was recorded.  MDQ is a show based off what that night entailed.  As a lover of Elvis & Johnny Cash and someone who likes Jerry Lee Lewis a great deal I could hardly contain my excitement.  Coach Husband was mildly embarrassed, we were the only patrons under the age of 55 in the audience and his blush grew as I enthusiastically sang along with every song they played.  I think I fell in love with Cash & Presley all over again.  Our conceirge at the hotel had attempted to make us reservations at Delmonico's after the show but sadly they were booked solid for Sunday night.  We made do with Italian food from a resteraunt in the Monte Carlo.  While it didn't compare to Baris in Waco it was still good!  {My Baylor/Waco friends totally understand what I mean here.  Also, if you are ever in Waco you absolutely must eat at Baris.  Disregard the parking lot.  Park across the street and jaywalk across Valley Mills.  You will not be disappointed}.

Monday morning we watched the beginnings of a NCIS marathon before checking out of the hotel and making our way to the Shake Shack for lunch.  I had heard great things about the Shake Shack in NYC and was excited but it did not compare to our Sunday lunch in my opinion.  We spent the last couple of hours before our shuttle arrived to take us to the airport walking the other half of the strip and having CH dodge what he referred to as "ladies of the night".  I have never seen the man more uncomfortable than when he was approached with business cards advertising hourly company.  I'm grateful that he is who he is.

Bye Vegas!

Bye Vegas!

Our travel woes followed us on the way home.  While checking in for our flight we were informed it was delayed, there was not pilot or crew scheduled to take the flight and the desk agent doubted we would make our connection back home.  Y'all, I cried.  We were already scheduled to land very late and knowing the next morning 19 kindergarten littles would be expecting me to be on my A-game caused a riot of tears.  Thanks however to an incredible captain who made up close to 20 minutes in the air and a flight crew that cleared the way for us off the plane we did make our connection flight.  A .64 mile sprint {I clocked it} and arriving as they were preparing to close the doors of the plane was really just an incredible story to tell my kinders on Tuesday.  

While I do not for-see a repeat trip to the Sin City I am incredibly grateful for the GIFT we received.  I had CH's undivided attention for 72 hours.  In the coaching world that is a pretty special time indeed.  We agreed to no football talk from the time we stepped on the plan until we arrived home and while he did practice schematics with double sided counters and taught me the signals for the upcoming spring ball season it was refreshing to have him all to myself.  I was talking to another coach's wife this week and we agreed that one of the most difficult aspects of the career our husbands have taken for us is the continual pull they feel and by default we feel between their family at home, at their "boys" at the field house.  Hear me when I say I adore those boys just as much, if not more, than my Coach does.  But there are days when I want to be number one in his list of priorities.  Those snatches of time are precious and I try to hold on to them with both hands.  Spring Ball begins in 17 days and this long weekend was exactly what my heart needed to sustain me.

 

Till Next Time Y'all,