By the time the 4 of us reached Vegas, we were spent! The moms told us, “You two need a date night. We’ve spent so much time together, I’m sure you’re sick of us!” I saw right through them! What they were saying was code for, “We just want to order room service and go to sleep by 9pm.”
Amazingly enough, I was right. I just wish I would have done the same thing.
Jonathan and I had a date planned for Bobby Flay’s Mesa Grill. The food was delicious, but I almost passed out in my halibut I was so tired. I’m pretty sure Jonathan ate most of his pork loin with his eyes closed.
Vegas was embarrassed for us.
The offending pork loin:
After Vegas, there was just one stop left…Long Beach baby!!!
The apartment is just about set up, but we still have a few items to unpack and put away. I’m sure I’ll get pictures up sometime this weekend (especially since the manly-yet-delicately-feminine duvet is due to arrive on Friday).