Hugh and I left for Vegas exactly a week ago, today. We drove out with another couple: Ben and Shelley, who are another wrestling official /wrestling official's widow, so the trip went by quickly and pleasantly enough (only complaint: the backseat of Hugh's truck is a lot less comfortable than it should be considering the ungodly amount of money that we spent on it).
We got into town and checked into our room before grabbing dinner in one of the hotel restaurants. It was a great choice; my dinner started off with a cup of french onion soup, followed by a baked half chicken and a bite of Hugh's dessert, which was the biggest slice of cheesecake I have ever seen served in a restaurant. I also ordered a bottle of Butter Chardonay that was fabulous.