Vegas  Baby!

Man if I was to go back in time and tell my younger self, “when your friends offer to pay your way to Vegas and experience the crazy.—– you should take it!”

I went to Vegas about a month ago, for a Womens Worlds Softball Tournament, hosted by  Global Sports Leauge (GSL). While the tournament, our team didn’t do to hot due to “drama” of course… ugh women!!! The aftermath was very entertaining!

The first night we went to the bar Gold Spike, somewhere around old Vegas, and we had a good time. The second night was by far the most entertaining. From drunkin adult board and puzzle games, to beer stealing jail thugs, and hoping a taxi to make it to a strip club, where my BFF puked in her mouth 3xs and swallowed to try and save it, but just didn’t make it, and we were not allowed to re-enter!

While Vegas was fun, as a mother, and having the adult life and responsibilities, I think I rather go see a show, eat at a Gordon Ramsey restaurant, see the lights, and see my daughters face light up with amazement of the colors and lights of the night.

I get another chance coming up this weekend, Vegas bound, this time my little one gets to come and pending on our game schedules we get to see the Vegas lights and maybe some kid friendly shows!

Daily Prompt: Clutch

As I load my daughter in the car seat I clutch her hand tight and tell her we are going to the airport. she looked up at me with sleepy eyes, then searches her surroundings and lands her eyes on his face. She smiles and says, Daddy!

My eyes fill with tears but I hold them back. I’ve got to be strong. She can not see me break, not yet.

He clutches his bags in hands and throws them in the back, lowering his eyes to shoes. Meeting each others eyes, is a hard task this morning. We don’t say much but talk about the night before.

We reassure each other that this will be fast trip. That it could be worst. That we should be thankful for the time we had, even when it was an unexpected surprise.

I pull up to the drop-off zone of the airport. Its a mad house, a day before Thanksgiving.

I park the car, get out to walk our sleepy daughter, so she can say goodbye, give big big kisses and hug her daddy’s neck. She ask him where he’s going? He keeps a strong stiff face, and smiles. “Daddy has got to go to work, baby. I’ll be back soon. I love you.”

He closes the door, and turns to me. Tears are rolling down my face. My heart is breaking. I am being selfish, I don’t want him to go. I want him to stay with us. Spend the holidays with us.

“See ya later hunny. I love you! Be safe! Call when you can!” I lean in for my final kiss before he heads out.

Until our next unexpected surprise… military life living it everyday as a military family!

via Daily Prompt: Clutch