Saturday night started out innocently enough. After spending Friday night at a carnival with 3 kids and no hubby, I thought it was best to spend Saturday night with my friend, whose husband is also in Vegas, and no kids. My plan was to have a very casual night; movie, dinner and home in bed by 10 pm. My friend Sarah and I caught the 6:30 show of Eat, Pray, Love and then the plans changed from there.I think the problem was, that at this particular theatre they serve wine. After our second glass of merlot Julia Roberts had just arrived in Bali. I have read the book and knew we had a ways to go before the movie ended. At this point, the movie was dragging and I was starving. I had made reservations at my absolute favorite restaurant and I had been thinking about the food at this restaurant all day. I did not each much on Saturday because I saved my calories for dinner. We left the movie about 30 minutes early and decided to walk to the restaurant in the hopes we could be seated early.
On our way to our restaurant we passed a cafe and my next door neighbor and her hubby happened to be sitting outside. We sat, chatted, had a glass of wine and the next thing I knew, it was 1 am and I was doing this.
I was in no way dressed to be out in the clubs dancing at 1 am. I had on a long tank dress and flip flops, movie going attire. Everyone else had on stilettos and sequence. We were dancing, singing and pretty much annoying everyone else, but we had a great time. I am a big fan of the impromptu nights, they always end up being the most fun! Now my sitter on the other hand, not a big fan. I woke up this morning STARVING, never made it to dinner.