This last weekend, Cali and I decided it was time to take one last mini vacation before we started on our homework. We went down to St. George to have some fun over Friday and Saturday nights. We ended up going another 30 miles past St. George into Mesquite, Nevada and stayed at a hotel/casino called the Casablanca. Getting there late at night took quite a toll on Cali and she ended up going to sleep. I took to the casino floor right away and entertained myself with some games, booze (neer), and music.
Cali has always had a thing about gambling...it just doesn't appeal to her. So when I told her, she just shrugged it off. Well that night, we ended up casino band hopping around town and ran into some $.50 roulette tables. She didn't want to play so just hung around talking with the drunks and watching.
Then something started to happen from within her. About a half hour into it, I heard this coming from her..."mmm...throw 10 on black." then, "no, don't do that...put 5 on the 2nd twelve and make sure to split the zeros. You can't go wrong with that. Your best bet. Trust me...you'll thank me later." UNBELIEVABLE. It was like watching the grinch.
It was the coolest thing I've ever seen....my wife becoming a gambler. I could only think to myself...."I'm by far the luckiest guy in the world!!"
3 comments:
You drank near beer?? Gross! ha ha
There's a weekend story I don't hear very often. =)
That's my girl. See, there's a whole other world out there Cals. If I can come out even I feel like I've won. Maybe you and Geoff should go with us sometime for luck!
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