By now you might be thinking that I have a budding Elvis obsession because of the multiple entries and photos about Elvis and Graceland.

Well, that’s just not so. Can I help it if I had to visit Memphis on business and ended up with some free tim on my hands? And what am I supposed to do if I keep getting these photo ops with The King? I mean, he’s ALL OVER Vegas.

(Elvis%20and%20Robin.jpgBy the way, my friend Angela tells me that there now book about Elvis being a vampire, which would explain all of the Elvis sightings over the years. He’ll never die, but for a different reason than the rock ‘n roll historians would have us believe.)

I have some wacky stories about Vegas that I plan to tell soon. Here are teasers about some of them:

- Who I sat next to on the plane and the unbelievable stories he told

- A widely-published slots strategy that does not work–at least for me

- Outrageous things I saw and overheard while eavesdropping (and why I have no shame)

- Why I am now on a detox diet (and it’s not because I drank too much). Hint: It has something to do with Princess Diana.

Tune in again for these and other thrilling adventures!

Oh, and about the garden–I’ll get out there this afternoon too. I have some moon flowers I want to show you.

Robin

3 Responses to “More on Vegas (and a promise to get back to the garden)”

  1. Carol Says:

    And don’t forget to tell us what you would have bought for the garden if you hadn’t lost all your money in Lost Wages.

  2. RuthieJ Says:

    Great photo of you and "The King!"

    Can’t wait to hear some of the wacky stories–especially the eavesdropping ones (also one of my favorite pastimes in any public venue)

  3. Kim Says:

    Hey, if it happens in public it’s not eavesdropping… it’s listening to people who should keep their voices down and talk in private if they don’t want to share their words with just anyone who happens to be around! ;)

    By the way, look at Elvis’s right canine in this picture. A bit longer than normal, wouldn’t you say? Hmm…

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February 8th, 2012

Today was Sophie and Sarah’s terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.

They went to the vet to have their teeth cleaned. Sophie came out a few teeth lighter. Both are very tired, hungry, needy and out of sorts.

February is National Pet Dental Health Month, so our vet offers a 15% discount on the cleaning. That’s a big savings. It’s expensive to have a pet’s teeth cleaned because they must be anesthetized. No animal will willingly sit in the dental chair with his/her mouth open!

It must be done though. It’s not just a matter of bad breath—although my little dogs’ breath was plenty bad. Dental problems can lead to more serious health issues.

Well, at least theĀ terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day is nearly over. Poor dogs.

Robin

February 6th, 2012

Another Monday.

Harry and I spent the better part of the weekend painting the master bedroom. We traded off between rolling and detail work and we both made our fair share of messes. For a while Sophie perched on top of a chaise to supervise our work. Sarah was distraught. She does not like change.

Today we get back to normal. I will have to do something about my manicure. Speckled fingernails in Benjamin Moore Light Pewter is not really a good look.

Here’s wishing you a happy, calm and productive week.

Robin

February 3rd, 2012

If you’re in the neighborhood and just happen to have your paintbrush and paint clothes with you, stop on by. Harry and I are taking the day off from work to start painting the master bedroom. We figure it’ll take until Sunday. Harry does most of the rolling—no small chore with high ceilings—and I do all the tedious detail work. You, of course, can pitch in wherever you like.

We’re painting it a dove grey. So if you see some grey in my hair in the next few days, it’s paint. Got it? The grey is paint.

Robin

February 2nd, 2012

Happy Groundhog Day! What are you doing to celebrate?

We’ll have a special dinner of NOT groundhog. Dinner will be a special pasta (TBD) and some yummy homemade yeast rolls. Then we’ll pull out the photo album of past Groundhog Days and reminisce. We will toast Puxatawny Phil by opening the first bottle of my homemade apfelwein, which I hope is sparkly by now. If it’s any good, you’ll hear more about it.

Cheers!

Robin

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