|Some sights leaving Texas. Pour one out for my home state.|
Would you looky there, I figured out how to post pictures. Actually, a few of you commented on my last post and told me about the blogging app called Blogsy that allows you to post pics. I knew you ladies were the ones to ask. Thank you!
|This is not the look.|
And above would be what I looked like the first day on the road after going to bed with wet hair in a bun. I know you all want a tutorial on how to achieve bad 1990s female country singer hair, but I just can't share my secret with you. This look is mine only. No share-sies for you.
So ... After spending the night in Albuquerque, I left the next morning around 8 a.m. to complete the second leg of my trip. I spent most of day two driving through Arizona before hitting the Nevada border.
The view crossing into Arizona from Nevada:
|Arizona state line|
|Once I crossed into Nevada, I didn't have that much further to drive before I hit Vegas.|
|View from Arizona into Nevada. Gorgeous, right?|
|Clothes, hair tools/products and make-up. What more does a girl need?|
OK, so that stuff is NOT normal, but it's crazy because it is starting to kind of become routine. Drunk dude trying to holler on the elevator on a Tuesday afternoon? Pretty standard and pretty hilarious when you are dead sober on your way to a meeting. So yes, those things I just described are what makes working in a Las Vegas hotel so amazing, but dont be fooled. When it is work time, it's business. We work in an office and go to meetings in conference rooms just like you. The only difference is I just may have to walk through a busy Las Vegas pool party on my way to my 2 o' clock meeting. So, who is coming to visit me first?