We’re all packed for Vegas! And no, those aren’t my heels in the suitcase. My wife is just preparing for a night out on the town. They’re actually for the birthday party, which is our real purpose for going to Vegas in the first place. We’re gonna get to see a lady jump out of a cake, you know.
We had to leave the dog with my wife’s parents. That’s always the tough thing about going on a trip ; the dog can’t come along.