We got lucky this year and I won a certificate at the Bellagio. If you ever have the chance to stay there, I'd highly recommend it. We also got spoiled with two limo rides because of my winnings, so that was pretty cool.
I went for a couple of days for work and then Jake met me for three nights of the National Finals Rodeo, shopping and celebrity looking.
I'm not sure if I've really reiterated how I have a 6th sense when it comes to celebrities, but its true. Just this year, I sniffed out Cameron Diaz on spring break, Michelle Bachman (not a "celebrity" per say, I know) at the ISU/Iowa football game, country singer Jake Owen at Buffalo Wild Wings in Des Moines and now I can add Jay Z to the mix. Jake and I were walking back up to our room on Saturday night and I noticed a noticeable crowd around one poker table. I told Jake that "someone" or "something" was going on. So, we stopped and there was Jay Z. The security was nutz around there, so I wasn't able to prove my sighting.
One celebrity I was able to get a picture with and meet was Joe Beaver, which was the highlight for me.
Actually it was a little embarrassing when we met him because Jake and I were walking through one of the Cowboy Christmas' when we saw him heading to this table to sign autographs. So, we immediately got in the short line. To get to Joe, we had to pass by Steer Wrestler, Dean Gorsuch. I really don't get jacked up for PRCA cowboys unless they're really big time. So, because we had to pass Dean to get to Joe, I felt bad for not asking for his autograph. So, when we got to Dean, Jake spoke up and said, "You can make it out to Leon and Joyce". (That way we didn't end up with the autograph). He gave us his John Hancock and we moved to Joe where instead of a signature, we got a picture. Anyway, Jake and I were walking away and discussing how we're going to break the news to my Dad that we got Joe Beavers picture (and could have got his autograph for my parents), but instead got Dean's autograph (who they're not even going to know). We were too embarrassed to bring that autograph home to them, so we left it in the room.
I wish you could see my new, hot boots I got out there, but they're cut off in the pic. I'll have to show them to you later:).
Well, have a Merry Christmas!... and when I say Merry Christmas I mean it... no Happy Holidays crap!
Lastly....Chef n Training (I'm also reminded of the hilarious Saturday Night Live skit with Alec Baldwin on Schwetty Balls). Anyway, three ingredients: Oreos, cream cheese and chocolate...yum!