I love living alone.

But, on the other hand, I hate having to wait for the boy to come over after work. I hate that there is nobody to blame for the coffee being out. Have you tried to put a duvet cover on by yourself? It is HARD.

In the same respect, I love that the boy and I have decided not to live together until we’re married (if we decide to marry, that is).

But, on the other hand, I hate having to call him to tell him silly things. I wish I could instead just turn to him on the couch to tell him said silly thing. I hate packing a bag to go stay at his house. I hate not waking up next to him every single morning.

I love my job.

But, on the other hand, I hate my commute. I miss leaving my house at 7:15 and arriving at work at 7:30. Now, I leave my house at 7:15 and barely arrive by 8:00. (Please note, this is the only thing I miss about old job).

I’m proud of the way I “turned out,” despite having a really tumultuous childhood.

But, on the other hand, I didn’t deserve what my mother put me through. At 30 years old, some things still haunt me. I wish I had memories of a happier childhood.

I’m thrilled with the relationship my father and I have.

But, on the other hand, I’m sad that it took as long as it did for us to get here.

I love having this blog for the friendships it’s fostered and the release it provides.

But, on the other hand, I wish I’d kept some things back.

It seems I’ve been home from Vegas for a week now and I’ve neglected to update you on my trip. You’re probably thinking I hit the jackpot on the I Dream of Jeannie slot machine and have run off with my fortune of nickels. Sadly, I only lost money. Here’s a recap.

The Good

• To begin: we flew PDX to LAX on a tiny Horizon plane. This was fine with us. Do you know why? Free beer and wine on Horizon flights, that’s why.
• Our hotel – though Mandalay Bay is at the very end of the strip, the hotel is fantastic and the pool is the best ever. Except for all the children. (Warning: obnoxious music if you click on the link. Note to Vegas: I suggest you consult a Usability Expert – I think they’ll tell you that music that plays automatically plays is BAD).
• Saturday lunch at Border Grill where I fell madly in love with the Sangria Margarita.
• Saturday night dinner at Aureole. The 3 course tasting menu was lovely, but way too much food. The couple next to us ordered the 7 course menu and they were STRUGGLING. Also – the wine list is on a cool tablet computer. We had an awesome Barbera. One not awesome side effect of the dinner was my terribly upset tummy the night before. I’ve been really watching what I eat and the richness of the food didn’t sit well with me.
• After dinner drinks at the Foundation Room (I have told several people that we had drinks at The Reformation Room, which probably doesn’t exist – but if it does, it’s perhaps not the type of club a girl like me would frequent).
• These guys that we happened upon. Lederhosen in 95 degree weather requires dedication.
• Spending 2.5 days ALL ALONE with my fantastic boy.

The Bad

• It’s a good thing we each had a drink (or two) on the flight, as the next portion of our trip was quite obnoxious. We arrive at LAX to find that the boy does not have a boarding pass for our next flight. We take two shuttles to our gate and arrive at the counter to be ignored by not one, but several American Airlines employees.
• It actually looks really fun to work for American Airlines – basically, the employees we encountered just stood around and chatted with one another.
• While the boy waits in line, I dash to the charging station to charge my iPhone. I am unable to do so because a girl wearing leggings and Uggs is using two of the outlets to charge her MacBook and iPhone. Did you know that you can charge your iPhone WITH your computer? AMAZING!
• Friday night dinner at Enoteca San Marco. Terrible, terrible, terrible. Our meals were served cold and nobody ever came back to check on us. I’d really like my $107 back. Our hunger got the better of us and we made a bad dining decision. I’m very disappointed in you, Mario Batali.
• Being on separate flights on the way home.
• The trip ending so quickly.

• Friday Bullets is being temporarily pre-empted because I am GOING TO VEGAS.
• I’m very excited as this is the first vacation-vacation with the boy. Even though, it’s only three days.
• We’ve gone other places together (Chicago, and in-state stuff), but the Chicago trip was part work, and we didn’t even fly on the same plane together.
• We are armed with restaurant recommendations from Blythe and Darcey.
• Also, JenB has provided us with a poolside game to play – Fake or Real. Also, I’ll be keeping my eyes peeled for the Unicorn slot machine.
• I will be paying H&M a visit.
• I will also be spending an abundance of time in the lazy river.
• I am going to Vegas sans my favorite J.Crew flip-flops. They were perfectly worn-in and ONE is missing.
• And, now we are boarding and I must go.