It’s 10.08 AM pacific time and I’m back in San Diego.  Our flight had no issues, unlike Jess’s flight . . . the baggage handler got a little crazy with the bags and threw one into the cargo hold a little too aggressively, and knocked a hole in the side of the plane.  Anyway, Amanda and I had a rockin’ 1 1/2 hours of sleep last night, so we’re, um, dragging today.  Hopefully when Ava goes to sleep we can too  

What to say about Vegas?  Here’s Vegas in some bullets:

- We did far less drinking than I thought we would
- There was only one “fight” between 10 women
- No one won “big” in Vegas, but many of us lost big. 
- I dropped my favorite earring into a toilet AFTER I peed, and I had to fish it out with my bare hands.  Can you say ewww?
- Amanda and I both snore, so we were perfectly paired and since we rarely slept, it wasn’t much of an issue.
- Once Cathy got over being quiet and weird, she teased everyone mercilessly about everything.  Especially me, because I asked her how to pronounce “Munoz” (tilda over the n).  Not because I DON’T KNOW, but because I wanted to know if the Americans had bastardized Mark’s last name . . .
- Kristin has a killer Minne-SEW-ta AXE-cent, and it was so nice not to be the one who “talks funny” for a change. 
- I was traumatized when Jess and Amanda told me I had a southern accent, but “not so much” in person.  AHHHHHHHHHH!!!! 
- I went to pick up a rock with chopsticks at Nobu, just to show off my mad skillz, and ended up dropping it into my Fuzzy Navel. Glass broke everywhere, my fancy dress was soaked with orange juice and schnapps, and one of the glass shards made my arm bleed.  Most people laughed at me.  Hard.  A few nice ones helped me clean up.  It was quite embarassing.
- Nobu has AMAZING food. 
- Sara did the walk of shame from our room.  She ended up passed out in bed with me (I’m so lucky, really!) in her cocktail dress. She walked back to her room the next morning with her bra and shoes in her hand. 
- I also got to take a nap with Jess!  She’s super cuddly. 
- One of the high points was Jae.  She showed up completely unexpectedly from Sydney, Australia on Saturday afternoon.  After picking up my mouth from the floor, we did a lot of hugging and screaming.
- Lisa dragged an entire 12 pack of Cheerwine to Vegas.  She managed not to have it explode in her suitcase.  Thanks Lisa!
- Joss and Sara drank a LOT of Sake at Nobu
- Kristin saw a frat boy who drank WAY too much on the street . . . he was puking blood and pissing himself.  Kristin kept yelling, “ohhhh, GROOOOOOOOSSS!  Someone should clean that up!” in her sweet accent.  I was surprised she didn’t whip out some Purell and rub the boy down. 
- Only in Vegas do you see a prostitution sting go down on the lobby of your hotel.  Awesome!
- GMALinda does NOT look like a grandma.  She’s quite hot.
- There are no clocks in Vegas.
- Do not stay at the Flamingo in Vegas. Ever.  It pretty much sucked.  Everything in the hotel was sort of broken, especially the customer service.  Screw you, FLAMINGO!
- I let everyone see me in a bathing suit.  Shocking.
- I almost crushed Cathy to death yesterday saying goodbye.  I also cried all over her. 
- Jae is super-beautiful.  I want to be Jae when I come back in a different life. 
- We only talked about our kids in short spurts.  Mostly we made fun of each other and laughed obnoxiously.
- My favorite quote from a random stranger: “Yeah, we ran off the front desk clerk.  Apparently “condensation” means “God hates you!” in Mexican.”
- Joss and Sara slapped a lot of our “bottoms” while in Vegas.
- And last, but not least, it is only a rumor that I got a “Thug Life” tattoo on my butt.