Vegas in your Rearview Mirror

I used to love Vegas. In the 90's I lived in Los Angeles. Twice. And I can remember being in Vegas New Years Eve 1998 with several people. you know who you are haha.. and we partied like it. I remember it being a little crowded. But nothing too terrible. My grandmother Lily went to Vegas every year. She stayed downtown and took a few hundred dollars and played the slots at Fitzgerald's and had the time of her life. Year after year until about five years ago when it became to hard for her to walk and her mind started slipping.

And let us not forget that incredible trip in the fall of 2003 when Shawn and I got married at the Special Memory Wedding Chapel. We pulled up and ordered the appetizer and our slightly inebriated minister pulled out the speakers playing Trumpet Voluntary and married us. Shawn threw the car into drive and blasted off down to the strip to the Bellagio, claiming this was the best wedding of his life.. The Bellagio was brand new at the time and we had a wonderful time there gambling with our forty dollars.. haha.

We had a great time seeing our friends and family this weekend, and nothing beat my mother in law taking a pic with a half naked dude on the strip. And I loved the town of Henderson where our cousin Raye has a house. Although I will admit to looking out for any one of the Sister Wives when we got out that way.. a show that Shawn refuses to let me watch anymore.

This bird totally got me..

Hey Shawn guess what I like about Vegas.

The palm trees..

Silence.

The sun.

Silence.

The lack of humidity..

YES.

When did all these people get here???

Not going to happen... maybe if I got on this thing.. I might... MIGHT have a chance auditioning for the Amazing Race.. that is after I lose fifty pounds..

I really liked this hotel.. the Cosmopolitan. It seemed fairly new. It was a bit Kardashian.. LOL but still cool.

I think as I've gotten older I just prefer less people to more people and Sin city has an energy that sort of wigs me out a little, if truth be told. It's an uncomfortableness I could never put my finger on until now.. And by Vegas I mean the four mile strip of vibrating, smoking intensity. Kind of sad, I wish I could visit the Vegas my parent's did in the 1960's.. although I would probably still pay to see Donnie and Marie, "Go Ice Angels!"

The Kingdom of Girls

Once upon a time there lived three girls. All were beautiful and all possessed different gifts. The Kingdom was all aglow with laughter and giggles for many years until one day the King stepped into the cavernous hall and heard nothing. "Wife!" he yelled."What has happened? Did everyone go into the village?" "Oh Honey" said the Queen stepping outside of her chamber wearing a bathrobe and her hair on top of her head. "They're not gone. They're teenagers." "What in God's name is a teenager?" shouted the King. "Oh dear." The queen remarked turning up her chalice of wine. "What isn't a teenager?"

Everyone is Creative

What is your deeply buried gift? Don’t think it’s not down there. It is. Something is going to help it rise to the surface. When I was a child, I dreamt of going to Hollywood and making movies. I remember specifically knowing what it must feel like to do that very thing, although I was in the middle of a rural ranchette in Texas. I carried around a video recorder the size of carry on luggage, which attached to a giant news station style camera, and I made movies. I can think of three or four different films that were lost forever in the 80’s. I remember shooting portraits of my cats sitting alongside cowboy hats, with a little 110 camera, and writing story after story and reading book after book. Talking into an old recorder with an English accent, singing at the top of my lungs as I played the piano. These are the snapshots of my childhood forty years ago. When I graduated from the theatre department at Baylor University, I was not ready emotionally and did...

Whipped Tail Pocket Pit

Ms. Idgie Threadgood Dodd has a permanent heart on her chest. Shawn has been talking about it, and I thought I noticed it, but I can really see it in this pic. I have no idea how it got there, maybe the fact she is kissed about seven hundred times a day by me, Grace and Shawn. Mariama and Holly don't kiss as much.. LOL its so fascinating. How DID it get there? Magic. In this pic she is watching well, everything in the park. Such a good girl.

Robin Dodd Photography

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