teresa

That’s right the girls have converged on las vegas for my wedding shower and bachelorette party. I flew in last night and most of us got together for margaritas and mexican food.
This morning I got up and paid my dues to the running god he who allows you to eat (and drink) more calories with less guilt. I had a great run down (or maybe up) the strip past the wynn and back to the mandalay bay. There were a lot of runners out which keeps you going. I saw many of the same people after I turned around they were also doing an out and back. I thought if she still running I can keep running too. I did get passed by one gal who looked hard core – I tried to catch her but eventually gave up.
Any way now I am waiting for the girls to go to the shower, then I scheduled a haircut (fun!) and then we will party in a very respectable manner of course!
Can’t wait to be Elliott’s Mrs’, it is exciting a little scary and the wedding is going to be here in no time.

We were in Reno a few weeks ago for our holiday party.  We arrived Friday and went to the Reno office.  That night we finally got to fill our Great Basin craving, a good micro beer and great bar food – something we have yet to find out here.  We had dinner with the chairman of our company’s board of directors, great chance to learn about his prospective of the company.

The next morning I left Elliott to get his cable TV fix, not having a TV is great, but it’s nice every once in awhile to get your share of electromagnetic waves.  My to do list included: haircut, pedicure, and tie for Elliott to match my party outfit.

I started at Burlington coat where I bought Elliott 3 ties for the price of 1 at a department store.  All good brands, because he cares about that crap, and one that was a perfect blend of black, white and red to go with my modern slightly Asian styled shirt.  Check, I was off to a good start.  I drove up and down the streets of Reno looking for a spa or nail place that had an opening for a pedicure, thanks to the Blackberry and Google I finally found one.  They didn’t have a great selection of polish colors, but that lady gave me the best pedicure ever.  I just started to write my feet still look great, but upon review they were looking a little dry so I just lathered them up with that lotion that Susan gave me, if only I could remember to do that on a regular basis.  Great massage too, I was a happy camper.  Check, check. 

Lastly I went to get my haircut.  I had called and made an appointment early from the hotel at Seven, looked like a fun, funky salon near downtown.  I pulled up to an old building with nearly graffiti style signage, and thought alright this should be good, I wanted something a little less, engineerish.  I sat in the lobby and started reading a magazine opened on the coffee table highlighting the salon – wow they were in a magazine.  As I read on I learned that it is a salon started by a lesbian woman who wanted to have an alternative spa.  A place where lesbians would be welcome and could be honest about wanting a certain type of hair style whether it be feminine or not.  At this point I looked around and thought oh now, what do I do, I am straight?  Which in hindsight was stupid, but it was interesting to feel out of place.  I actually ended up waiting 30 minutes from my stylist, which almost inspired me to leave but I really wanted a haircut.  She turned out to be really nice, and straight, not that it mattered.  But she did cut my hair crooked.  I finally fixed it this morning because it was driving me crazy.   Elliott said what’s that noise?  I said I am cutting my hair….  It was 1″ longer on one side, and I don’t think it was “designed” that way.  

I made it back to the hotel, my list complete and we went to our party.  Elliott was the MC, he was a riot.  He had 1/2 a glass of wine too much, but I don’t think anyone else noticed or cared, I didn’t.  I loved seeing him at the center of attention, and making everyone laugh.  Everyone loves Elliott, and so do I.