So I had another great girl’s weekend which really culminates in me throwing in the towel on this dating bit.  I don’t even want to think about dating for awhile and my adventures, well, they are a lot more hilarious lately anyway.  . .

So I went out Saturday night and I was a bit late (as always) so when I arrived I found my friends sitting at a table with this guy.  I figured we must know each other so I asked him if we had met before, but it turns out it was some guy R. rounded up and was buying her drinks.  Her- not me!  Anyway he stands up to shake my hand and I kid you not, comes up to my chin.  I know I may have to get over this height things but my CHIN!  I started laughing, because seriously, I might not have noticed if he hadn’t been polite and stood up to shake my hand.  Then my friends and I, sans shorty, decided to go get dinner where we noticed the complete absence of any man over the hieght of 5′10″.  It was midgets on parade at the Hard Rock Hotel.  They should have sold tickets.

Then we decided to hit Minus 5, just because we had never been there.  For those of you that don’t live in Vegas, it’s basically a club/bar in a walk in freezer where everything is made of ice- couches, walls, bars, tables, and even your drink glasses.  Before you go in, they make you put on these parkas and I had opened toed shoes, so I had to put on these snow boots.  Me and my friend were complaining to the girl at the freezer door- I mean seriously, how are you suppose to look cute and flirt when everyone is in the same parka and mittens?  What is this- the great equializer?  I thought that’s what the alcohol was for. . . anyway, after our first drink, our noses were freezing and it was pretty dead in there so we took our next drink to go.   Of course, R. asked if she could keep the glass which cracked me up as it was made of ice! 

So we decided to head to Eye Candy to finish our cocktail before heading home.  This is where we bumped into the craziest, zaniest, group of London-ites, right off the plane.  R got a complimentary lap dance and some snuggles.  I got hit on by a very fine, but very young man- although I have to say his abs were mighty nice!  It turns out his birthday is 1 day before mine.  Well, 1 day before and 10 years after- which we all had a good laugh about.  When I pointedly told him I wasn’t going to sleep with him in any way, shape or form, he left the table and went to firt with some girls sitting behind us.  I have to say it made me feel good that this young hottie was off sulking (I even heard a, “but I want M!”) even if all he wanted was an American shag for the evening.  Let’s face it- he hooked up with someone that night- and I went home and snuggled with my pillows- I think we both went to bed happy. . .

Sunday was a dim sum lunch and Confessions of a Shopaholic with some great girlfriends!  Now, that leading man- that’s my type of Britain!

“Till next time!  Party this weekend and my best girl from TX is coming in a couple of weeks!  Woohoo!  Now there will be some adventures worth blogging about!

Still single, still picky, and still having a blast in sin city!