PLUS I still have one last entry to show you.
I will put ALL the entrant's names into a bowl and randomly draw TWO winners tomorrow morning.
But I want you to know you're all weiners to me.
From my lovely friend (and neighbor!) AMANDA, I give you
The day before her birthday, Monty and I met at the airport at 5:00AM for our 7:00 o'clock flight to Vegas. Monty looked refreshed and relaxed like she'd had a good night's sleep. I'm pretty sure I looked like a train wreck still reeking of beer and cigarettes from the pre-Vegas prep party that wrapped up at about 4:45AM. It didn't take long for me to convince her we'd have a lot more fun if she let me "sleep it off" on the plane. The flight was uneventful, and we arrived in Vegas unscathed. After we picked up our rental car, a Mustang convertible, we stopped by our hotel to shower, freshen up, and dress for the 36 hour party that was about to begin. We opted to say at a less expensive hotel off of the strip since we weren't going to spend much time there anyway. Refreshed and looking fabulous, we hopped in the car, put the top down, and headed for the strip. We spent the entire first day doing touristy things, hitting casinos, free shows, free drinks, stuff like that. After a quick nap, we headed to Club Rain to loosen up. We had a couple of drinks, danced on a couple of tables, did some body shots before leaving to see the Thunder from Down Under!!! We had great seats, and since it was Monty's birthday, they pulled her up on stage. After the show, the hot hunks of Aussie man meat invited us back stage for a post show party. On that note, I'd like to remind you that what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas, but I can guarantee Monty and I will have smiles on our faces for days.
If I ever get to go to Vegas, I'm so taking Amanda with me.
P.S. This is my favorite line ever: "hot hunks of Aussie man meat"
It just sounds so...yummy and dirty.
MOMMAK's EYES ONLY