Sorry I’ve not written about my Vegas trip before now.  Truth is, I’ve been busy and exhausted!  I plan on writing about my time in Vegas (some not so good) but wanted to start with the absolute best time I had.  Sunday was our last full day.  Tim & I walked over from the Platinum to the Tuscany Hotel and ate breakfast.  I enjoyed it immensely as the food & service were wonderful.  From there, we started to walk.  And walk.  And walk.  We spent approximately 7 hours out and about as I tried to get in as many sites and pictures as possible.  My feet were killing me!  And once we finally made it home, it was time to eat as lunch was way overdue, as well as supper.

Tim decided we would eat in the hotel restaurant, The Stir.  I had brought my black dress JUST IN CASE.  I mentioned that we should get dressed up on our final night in Vegas, and he agreed.  I got all excited because, I had a date!  I spent extra care with my makeup, my hair, and I peeked in to the living room to see where he was and what he was up to.  He was setting up the tripod, carefully examining through the lens and cranking up the height.  I wondered, “What is he up to?”  After I was ready, I stepped in and he said, “Go on over there, and I’m going to take your picture.”  The drapes were closed, wall to wall, floor to ceiling so I couldn’t see outside.  It was dark in there as the lights were pretty low.  He took a few, and THEN he flew open the drapes.  I could see the lights of Vegas and the plan he had.  All along, that was what he was planning:  to capture a picture of me in my black dress in front of the city lights.

Let me say, we were on the 10th floor.  I’m deathly afraid of heights!  I was skeerd!  But I cautiously stepped back a little at a time, until my hand was touching the rail and the picture looked natural, instead of a quivering frightened shell of a person that I felt!  I didn’t dare turn around or move an inch.  Taking a breath, I smiled and hoped to goodness he got a good picture!  Then he set the timer, and joined me at my side so that we were both in the shot.  Afterward, we ate supper in a romantic restaurant, enjoyed a glass of wine and called it a night.  I still have butterflies thinking of how wonderful it is to be in love, and how romantic Tim can be.

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