We had so much fun last night. Cheryl's mom showed up out of nowhere, and said, "Load up!"
Naturally I went. Who wouldn't? Get out of the house for a bit? Yeah! Of course! Move over mom! I'm driving!
We were out till 5 AM...
Oh yes, the sun was coming up, and we were perfectly sober, but we had a blast. We didn't do anything special. Mom just decided that she needed to get out, she had a little jing jing in her pockets, so she wanted to go play.
Off we went. As we rounded the casinos, she was playing, winning, and shakin that bum like no tomorrow. Go mom! Woo-hoo! shake it woman!!!!
Oh to watch a woman who is almost 60 shake it like she's in her 20's....absolutely classic!
We decided somewhere around 3 to eat, and we did so in one of our many stops. As is, it happens to be the one where we know people (it's a small town folks.....what do you want?) As we ordered, Lord love the server, she's such a good sport, we were discussing things without shame.
You guess what we talked about, and you're probably right...
As we are laughing, having ourselves a splendid time, Cheryl commences to tell me about her night. Of course, as it is natural for us, we cannot escape people without a lick of common sense. She told me about her night, and all I could do was laugh.
I couldn't believe everything she was telling me. It was so funny, and I said, very loudly, "OMG! I just dropped the last of my brain cells! Right there! There they are! And they are running for dear life!" (as I forcefully pointed at the floor...
It just so happened that a guard and a cook were walking by at that precise moment...
Yes, the cook fell for it.
He looked, and looked again!!!!!! Like I dropped a wallet or something!
I laughed so hard I had to get out of the booth and stand up. My sides hurt so bad. Cheryl was laid over in the seat, laughing like crazy. Mom's cheeks were so crimson....Snow White - Eat your heart out baby!
The guard came out, laughing, holding his sides. He came up to us, and told us he was so glad he didn't fall for that. I asked him with the niceness of my southern sarcastic hospitality, "Well can you let him know it's ok? I found them!"
The guard had to sit with us for about 15 minutes while he got his bearings straight. About an hour later, he told me that if they were still missing, he would go get the cook since he had no problems spotting them off the bat.
The Mystery Diva of Nevada