So What

On Friday some girlfriends from high school and I got a hotel room at the MGM Detroit for a night out on the town.

We arrived in the D a little after 3pm. There were only supposed to be 2 of us in the room, but they didn't say anything when all 5 of us showed up with enough bags for 12 people...my girlfriends had to have multiple going out wardrobe options, don'tchaknow. Me? I brought one outfit. My trusty $17 dress purchased a couple of weeks ago at Kohl's. Thank you very much Daisy Fuentes.

As Lori was checking in, she told the front desk clerk that she was here to have a romantic weekend. The rest of us were all keeping our distance from the registration desk, lest we be discovered...except for Heidi. Heidi sidled up next to Lori, sporting a bottle of wine in one hand and a bottle of champagne in the other, to give Lori the luggage valet tag. Lori was cracking up inside and Heidi was none the wiser. Had Heidi known what conversation had just transpired (about the whole romantic weekend), she probably would have kissed Lori on the cheek and squeezed her ass.

Not sure why the hotel room overnight maximum was only 2 people, though, since our suite was approximately 1,000 square feet.

Anyhoo, we relaxed in the room a bit before getting ready. Much laughter. A few beverages. Some dancing. Some pseudo-karakoeing. Lots of wardrobe changes and accessorizing. I may have only brought one dress, but I wore Aimee's necklace and Andrea's bracelet and earrings. I felt like we were in college or in our early twenties again.

We had 7:30 dinner reservations at Bourbon Steak, so we wanted to get to the casino for a little bit beforehand.

I don't gamble. It's just not fun for me to lose money at a blackjack table that I'd rather use for, oh, I don't know...another glass of wine, perhaps. So, while Heidi & Andrea found a table (it wasn't easy, the casino was pretty crowded); Aimee, Lori, and I went to the Casino bar/loungey area.

Some stranger stopped our gorgeous Lori and asked her if he could give her some money to gamble with. Uh, no thanks.

Our dinner was FABULOUS. No one could really decide what to order, so we did things tapas style. We shared a bunch of appetizers...

• BIBB WEDGE SALAD - BACON, AVOCADO, OREGON SMOKEY BLUE
• CRAB LOUIE LETTUCE CUPS - PEEKYTOE CRAB, AVOCADO, SPICY LOUIE SAUCE
• LOBSTER CORN DOGS - WHOLE GRAIN MUSTARD DIPPING SAUCE
• AHI TUNA POPPERS - GINGER, SCALLION, PONZU SAUCE
• TRUFFLED MAC & CHEESE

MMM, I'm getting hungry just reminiscing about it. And, no, I didn't memorize the menu, I copied and pasted from their web site.

Then we all pitched in $20 for Heidi to play at the Craps table where she knew the pit boss guy. I had NO idea what was going on. I tried to follow what was happening, couldn't do it. How do you know if you won? How do you know when to let someone else roll the dice? I was utterly confused.

Fortunately, it didn't take her long to lose all of our money (shocking, I know).

By then it was time to shake our money makers (a brief stint at a couple of clubs) before heading back to the hotel where more merriment and dancing and uber silly goofiness occurred. I slept through most of the hysterical hotel room jackassery, however, (hello, it was 2 am people!)

Had a BLAST with these girls. Can't wait to do it again.