We had such a great time last weekend! We left late on Friday, around 9pm. I wanted to leave earlier, but I was (of course) running around like a maniac, having left EVERYTHING to the very last minute. My mom arrived to watch Ducky around 7, and my friend was finishing up a week’s stay with us, so I did dilly dally a BIT, because there were people to talk to!
J/Daddy The Highlander read to Ducky and we both put her to bed. We finally got down there a little after midnight. Since we named our own price, we couldn’t pre-select our room type. So we ended up with a 2 double bed non-smoking room. THE HORROR!!! We were able to upgrade to a king smoking by the morning though. It was sort of fun to sleep I Love Lucy style in seperate beds! 
Even though I was falling asleep in the car, J/Daddy The Highlander said “Let’s Go”. So we went to Caesar’s, were ahead $400, and a little tipsy from their stiff drinks. Next we went to Trump Plaza, which has seen better days. Then we went to Bally’s Wild West, which was so stupid as to be laughable. Next was Bally’s, then Claridge’s. Forgive me, they’re all sort of running together. I do recall that Caesar’s was the only place where we were offered any sort of refreshments, and Claridges was loaded with pimps and hos.
It was around when we left, and we were hungry, so we went to a hot dog cart. We had just put in our order when a dude pulled up in an Escalade, and she wanted to wait on him first because he flashed her a fifty. I was pissed, and wanted to go, but the guy paid for our hot dogs. It’s been said that everyone has their price, and I guess mine was 2 hot dogs with mustard.
We woke up around 10, switched out our rooms, ordered a ludicrously expensive room service lunch, and took our time relaxing and getting ready. I did some some shopping and I caught some of Gene Simmons’ reality show, Family Jewels. It was really funny.
Around 5:30 we headed out to the Boardwalk, with really ambitious intentions of going to all of the other casinos, or at least all the ones near the boardwalk. We quickly decided that we should just go back to Caesar’s. We took a ride one of the adult “strollers” that are all over the boardwalk. We played a buttload more slots, and even signed up for the Total Rewards Card, that all hard core gamblers have. Alas, we did not win the Cadillac. Big surprise.
We were going to go to a fancy restaurant, but we thought no trip to A.C. (or Vegas, for that matter) was complete without a trip to the buffet. It was surprisingly good. J/Daddy The Highlander had 900 king crab legs, and I had 3 desserts. And miracle of miracles, no waiters singing “Happy Birthday” which I hate!
After a tiny bit more gambling and shopping, we went back to the room. We were looking forward to a breakfast buffet. My husband in particular was looking forward to a heaping plate of several pounds of bacon, but he had to rush back for a work emergency. It was just as well. I’d just spent 2 nights away from my daughter for the first time. I missed the shit out of her.
I had a wonderful birthday and a great time with the old man who will always be 2 years, 2 months, and 20 days older than me!
