A Whole Lotta Purging Goin On
Gary and I cheered the beginning of 2006 in Las Vegas while experiencing the awesome fireworks. Hundreds of thousands of people watched a million-plus-dollar display as fireworks went off from the rooftops of several hotels along the strip. The colors were as brilliant as the noise was loud. What a way to greet a new year.
The next morning, we ventured out in a taxi from our base at Treasure Island and ended up at the MGM Grand. We decided to start off the new year with a lavish buffet breakfast - an interesting idea given that the night before we resolved to focus on a healthy diet in 2006. I thought about the resolution for a moment before I picked up the tongs and put a few slices of bacon on my plate next to the syrupy waffles and the eggs benedict.
Five minutes later, I lost my appetite while chewing a savory bite of roast prime rib. A young, dark-haired woman carrying a pretty toddler in her arms came toward our table. As they passed us, the little girl uttered a gurgly moan and then projectile vomited all over her mother's hair, black sweater and our table. Our server rushed over to show the woman to the restroom and a hostess asked us to move to another table and "start over" with our breakfast. We moved, but our appetites were history. It was as if the universe was supporting us in our resolution. We sipped some coffee and took off to feel sorry for ourselves at the video poker machines in the casino.
The next day, back at home, we discovered one of the cats had puked on the oriental rug in the living room. Yesterday, Molly, the little kitty, horked a gross hairball on the bedroom floor. And today my dad coughed up part of his lunch at the table while I was dining with him and Mom. I wonder what the message is for the first week of 2006 with all this "purging?" What do you think?
The next morning, we ventured out in a taxi from our base at Treasure Island and ended up at the MGM Grand. We decided to start off the new year with a lavish buffet breakfast - an interesting idea given that the night before we resolved to focus on a healthy diet in 2006. I thought about the resolution for a moment before I picked up the tongs and put a few slices of bacon on my plate next to the syrupy waffles and the eggs benedict.
Five minutes later, I lost my appetite while chewing a savory bite of roast prime rib. A young, dark-haired woman carrying a pretty toddler in her arms came toward our table. As they passed us, the little girl uttered a gurgly moan and then projectile vomited all over her mother's hair, black sweater and our table. Our server rushed over to show the woman to the restroom and a hostess asked us to move to another table and "start over" with our breakfast. We moved, but our appetites were history. It was as if the universe was supporting us in our resolution. We sipped some coffee and took off to feel sorry for ourselves at the video poker machines in the casino.
The next day, back at home, we discovered one of the cats had puked on the oriental rug in the living room. Yesterday, Molly, the little kitty, horked a gross hairball on the bedroom floor. And today my dad coughed up part of his lunch at the table while I was dining with him and Mom. I wonder what the message is for the first week of 2006 with all this "purging?" What do you think?
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