Word of the Day

Dextrosity - Ability to move your fingers quickly and accurately

OK. As promised, I'm making up for the blogs that I couldn't create whilst in Laughlin. But...I still have to catch up on things around here in Wisconsin so blogging wasn't top on the priority list today. I picked and prepped the green beans from my garden. I picked all my ripe tomatoes. I still need to can both the green beans and the tomatoes. Next. Laundry. Dirty clothes happen and in turn must be washed. #1 son is heading off to college next weekend so there's lots of clothes that need washing. I'm still working on cleaning up the kitchen. #1 son loves to cook and he did while we were away. #1 son doesn't like to clean.

Laughlin - A Gambler's Tale - Day One

Upon arriving at our destination, The Riverside Casino, HTP went to find out what happened to the motorized wheel chair that he reserved for his Mom's use during our stay. I stood in line to get our room keys and our welcome packets. HTP's Aunt got her stuff and headed off. I got HTP's and my room keys and packet and HTP's Dad got their room keys and packet. We found an available seat and waited for HTP. We waited. We waited.

As I said, HTP went off to find his Mom's reserved motorized wheel chair. He head off from the south side of the casino (that's where we came in and were waiting) and headed toward the north side of the casino. On the way he came across an office belonging to the casino hosts. He entered and asked them about the wheel chair. They directed him to the north end of the casino, outside, by the valet's desk. He continued on to the valet's desk on the very north side of the casino. There were wheel chairs there but none were motorized. Upon inquiry, the valet told HTP that if he wanted a motorized wheel chair, he'd have to talk to a casino host or hostess. HTP turned around and headed back south toward the host's office. Again he talked to a hostess, explaining that he'd called weeks ago to reserve a motorized wheel chair. "Oh...you mean a scooter! We don't have those but there is someone who rents them here. They aren't here right now." What!? After some discussion, the hostess agreed to have someone bring a "scooter" to the host's office and then HTP could drive it over to where his Mom and the rest of us were waiting. "I'm not driving that thing!" was HTP's reply. OK. They agreed to bring the "scooter" over to where we all were waiting by the south entrance. HTP returned to the south entrance and we all sat and waited. Five minutes later a security guard came over. My secret thought was that HTP had made someone mad but such was not the case. She wanted HTP's driver's license (still can't figure out why but...whatever). She disappeared with his driver's license and we continued to wait. Then, across the casino, we could see two security guards enroute to our location. One was driving a "scooter", the other was walking. While HTP filled out the proper rental paperwork and paid for three days of "scooter" rental, one of the security guards explained the workings and use of the scooter to HTP's Mom. Meanwhile, HTP's Mom really wasn't listening because she wasn't happy that HTP was spending good money for a "scooter" when a regular wheel chair was FREE. Sigh. She got the "scooter" despite all her arguments, and we headed up to our room. HTP and I were exhausted!

After getting HTP's folks all settled into their room and after recovering somewhat, we all agreed to meet back in the room at 6 PM. Did I tell you that despite all the hassles, it was only 9 AM when we got to the hotel? It was 10:30 AM by the time we got to our room.

In the meantime, I was concerned because my youngest daughter and her husband were going to be staying at the hotel too as a surprise to HTP. I'd arranged it but I couldn't figure out when they were coming. In between losing money at the machines, I would check at the hotel desk to see if they'd arrived. They hadn't. I kept checking. I kept losing money. And then...

I got a Royal Flush! Woohoo! Do a little dance! Money ahead. I took my money and ran....OK. I didn't run. I kept playing and having fun. Still no sign of our daughter or her husband.

We met back in the room where we decided that we were going to use the hotel's offer of 50 points on the player's card for a prime rib dinner. I knew I had 50 points. HTP had managed to rack up 50 points of play. We all got our prime rib dinner comped. Hey! It was good. The restaurant was kind of like a combination of a buffet and a restaurant. The salad and the potatoes and sides were served buffet-style. The prime rib was carved for you at your table. Kinda neat.

After supper, we all returned to our gambling. I returned to my favorite machines. Any machine can become my favorite if it gives me a Royal Flush. I stayed there until my daughter and her husband found me! They were there. I knew that they were there because I'd checked repeatedly at the desk and finally found that they'd checked in. I called their room but got no answer. So, I wandered the casino until I finally gave up the search. They found me. Apparently, they'd arrived at 6 AM and had been searching for us. Oh well. I arranged that they should meet HTP and me at our room for breakfast on Day Two-A Gambler's Tale. Stay tuned for the next installment in tomorrow's blog.

Murphy's Law

Perlsweig's Law

Whatever goes around, comes around.