Yup. Kirk and I went to Vegas again. It's the fourth time we have been in our relationship and I believe the number will multiply as time goes on.
We seriously love it there.
It's just far away enough from Utah so we actually feel like we are on a vacation but, close enough so we can drive there in about 5.5 hours. It's worth it.
We pretty much hung out and walked the strip. (As per usual.)
The weather wasn't as warm as one would have hoped (ahem, me) so no pool time was allotted.
We did a little shopping, a little relaxing and some casino hopping.
I personally do not really find any gambling to be entertaining but Kirk finds it fascinating.
He always gives himself a little budget to squander (which generally happens, but he doesn't care.) It's fun to watch money disappear?
He gave me $5 to put on the roulette table. I wasn't allowed to have the $5 unless I put it on the table. But, as luck would have it, I won like 7 times in a row. What can I say? I'm a natural.
Whatever. It's totally the devil luring me in.
Anyway, we had a grand old time in sin city.
(My favorite hotel, the Cosmopolitan. Inside their chandelier lounge. Divine.)
But, may I point out that this time, I was definitely carded every time I was at any sort of slot machine, table or even in a restaurant that had a bar...
um, do I look like I'm not of age??
After about the 5th time of asking for my I.D. I became a little annoyed and finally asked, "Do I look like I'm 12?"
And the lady said, "It's the hair."
What? MY HAIR?
I suppose that's a compliment. Most babies do have soft, shiny, luminescent hair.
The next gentleman who asked to see my I.D. looked at it and seemed surprised that I am the age that my license says.
Seriously, what's going on here. I feel like I'm in the twilight zone. So, pretty much I look like I'm a child and I don't belong in the ages 21 to 25 bracket.
I remember when I was 18 and just moved to Rexburg, my roommates and I would ask guys (mostly the ones that we were totally crushing on) how old they thought we were and they would respond with, "Oh you guys look like you're 20 or 21."
OH! OH! And then when I went back to work at Color Me Mine about 3 months ago, one of the employees asked how old I was and I said, "23."
To which she quickly responded, "Oh my gosh. You totally don't even look like you're 23. You look like you're 20. MAYBE 21. I would have NEVER guessed you were 23."
Excuse me little lady, but what exactly does 23 look like? An old hag? I mean really.
If I were a bit older and confused for 20 or 21 rather than 30, then yes, compliment me away. The younger the better. Keep it coming.
But I think I'm still young enough to where I am slightly offended by the ages people assume I am.
Any explanations?
4 comments:
Looks like you both had fun! Little getaways such as this are wonderful. I don't know what to tell you about being carded. I went to Vegas 2 years ago with a friend. We are only a year apart, but I was ALWAYS getting carded and she didn't get asked once! (It really annoyed her, but I thought it was kinda fun.) Maybe it has something to do with the water we drank in Sammamish growing up? Maybe it has qualities similar to that spring in Tuck Everlasting? (I hope you've seen that movie, or this will sound really silly.)
Don't be offended- it means when you are 40 people will ask you if you are 33 :) I get asked if I am 17... kind of a lot. So bad that at Wal-mart when I ask if I can see Sudafed (behind the counter) they say "yes but someone over the age of 21 has to buy it for you" Hmm... thanks? It does get someone old but I would rather look young than old.
My very favorite part is that she told you it was the hair. SOOO funny. It will catch up with you. For a while I wondered if I looked like a team mother but then I realized I might actually be delusional about thinking I look younger than I really do. Now I when I tell people my age they say, WOW you are young! Like its a surprise. Crap. I guess my point is, enjoy it! It could be worse :)
Wait until you're pregnant and at school :) I got the weirdest looks haha
Also, sometimes when I'm with Bailey they ask who is older... what???
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