A place to cleanse my soul from all the pent-up frustration life dumps upon me

Monday, August 13, 2007

I Survived...Barely

I'm back.

Oh my. Do I have a lot, A LOT to tell you all.

I call the trip a success because I managed not to kill my mother or her friend, so I guess that is good. The whole experience wasn't all bad, the times I got to be by myself and see my shows were great.

I need a couple days to gather my thoughts and compose some posts. There is so much I think I am going to have to break it all down into segments for each gripe. It is going to take a while.

Plus I need some time to decompress and concentrate on not screwing up at work too much...like I already did today.

And I need to post my sunny "everything was wonderful and great" post over on my other blog for my mother to see. I'll put the real story up here.

The tales shall come in time.

Let's just say for now, I am never EVER going on a vacation with my mother again. I am not even sure I want her to come to Vegas to visit after all of this.

Just wait and see...

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

Welcome back! Can't wait to dish the dirt on your mom!

[] said...

Glad you made it back in one piece...take your time, we'll be waiting for the stories when you've recovered!

Lynda said...

I am glad you made it back ok! I was thinking of you.

Anonymous said...

Yikes!! That sounds pretty crazy! I can't wait to hear about it. Sorry I couldn't post on the other blog I've been really busy. The guys from Spain have been here the last few weeks and Lynda had her baby. She and little Sergio are doing well, but she had some complications at first.