Las Vegas is Missing One Thing
I liken visiting Las Vegas to having children…initially both seem like a good idea, and for about 48 hours they are. But then things start to get a bit crazy and when the vomit starts flying you realize its time to get the hell out of dodge.
It’s only too bad that the solution to parenthood isn’t as easy as hopping on a dirty Southwest plane and hightailing it back to Los Angeles.
I’m hanging out by the pool right now, working on my Toastmaster’s speech. Life is rough, right? But the person we should really feel sorry for is Ali who is being subjected to a “Group Balinese Massage” as we speak. I almost want to know what the “Group” and “Balinese” aspects of this massage entail but I have a feeling I’d be better off not knowing. So instead I will answer some more of your questions, which, by the way, I am thrilled you have!
Q; Would you like to have more kids? If so, how many?
A: I always wonder why I had to pass two tests in order to qualify for a Driver’s License but nobody intervened to determine if I’d be a suitable parent or not. All I can say is that Maya only has the government to blame for the fact that she may need to seek counseling later in life.
Considering the damage I’m currently doing, I think I’d be crazy to consider ruining yet another child’s life. So no, there will be no other little Din’s running around!
Q: What are you top 5 favorite foods?
A: Prior to my numerous allergies, my favorite foods were bread of any kind, chocolate chip cookies, brownies, waffles, and scones. Carb city, right? So how ironic is it that I am gluten-intolerant?
Now that I can barely eat anything food doesn’t really hold that much interest for me anymore. My favorite things now are those that don’t bother my stomach – rice, eggs, salmon, dark chocolate, and corn chips. And right now I’m crossing my fingers that I didn’t just jinx myself!
Q: Do you have a secret wish for your daughter, in terms of her career plans, talents, etc? What I mean to say is, do you have a dream for her?
A: This is a really good question. Like any parents I hope that Maya will do well academically and I secretly want her to be a high-flying investment banker like my brother. But I’d be just as happy if she was a chef. I just want her to love what she does so that she isn’t 34 and flailing around like her silly mother is.
More to answers and Vegas pictures to come as apparently the only thing Vegas doesn’t have are power outlets by the pool…
And I thought you could get anything here??