So I went to Vegas overnight (last Thursday) to attend a 50th birthday party for a friend.  It was a crazy party..geared towards the "young crowd".  I felt a bit like a fish out of water.  And I ended the evening laying in bed asking myself why I even went.  I didn't enjoy myself..and the stress in arranging a baby sitter, leaving the kids, taking 1 1/2 days off from work, and spending $350 wasn't worth it.  It put a lot of stress on the upcoming weekend that wouldn't have been there if I would have just stayed home.  The baby got sick..and I spent Saturday with a screaming baby that no one but me could comfort...which carried into Sunday.  It was nerve wracking to deal with because I had so many other things I was trying to cover those two days...and by the time Sunday night came I felt like I needed a good stiff drink and a weekend all over again.

Besides...I'm feeling a bit bummed.  This Thursday I'm having my 40th birthday.  I don't think there will be anybody who will be there to celebrate it with me. 40 is supposed to be a mile marker and it is, of sorts.  I think I'll spend it quietly, with myself.. and a bottle of wine.  :)