Postcard: Happenin in Vegas

What's happenin' in Vegas this weekend?

I Am!

The Sista's are hijacking me. I'll be hip, tanned, and cool when I re-emerge from our Sista Suite on the strip. (I've heard that what happens in Vegas stays is Vegas. You may never see me again, because I'll definitely be happening!)

We are planned, packed, primped, prettied, ready to load our suitcases in Amy's Tahoe at 6:am, for the Sista Roadtrip. CD have been mixed, magazines perused, treats loaded . . .

Somebody has a book to listen to, a DVD or two will be snuck in (last time we watched Mary Kate and Ashley in Atlantis, all of us smushed together in a fold-out sofa, while the priviledged travel companion (Chloé, 2) got the double master suite as her own room. This time I'm the special person who get's her own room. Babies and old folks get special treatment.

There are preassigned discussion topics. Mine is Style for Moms on the Go—where we'll will plan our shopping strategy. Lengthy conversations by the pool will be had on where to eat. That will be followed by Sin City Secrets—discussions and solutions of secret, mortifying problems we can't tell anybody but a Sista. This will involve lots of snacks, advice and hysteria.

Finally, we'll take on and solve all of society's issues, pick up our medals of honor and head home, having saved the world while looking cute. What more can a sista's weekend hope for?

I'll be sending postcards, so you won't forget me while I'm gone.

Follow this link to Style Conscious for some tips!

Take care of each other while I'm gone and
don't write anything interesting until I'm back.