
Our weekend extravaganza ended with a bang at Treasure Island where we saw
Mystere. This is my idea of fun in Vegas- the shows. Jason and
Corinne bought tickets to see the show with us, but since they saw it (many years ago) and Jason was missing hanging out with toddlers, he gave his ticket to Donna and stayed in with Milo. This is a
generosity I cannot understand; well, I guess I could be that generous with the ball game ticket. The show was jaw dropping amazing, and I want to see the whole
franchise now.

When we walked out of the show, the pirate boat show was just about to start. We stayed, but, compared to the amazement we had just seen, it was boring and lame. That night, I crawled into bed after midnight, again, so dead tired I could barely lift my limbs, but very satisfied with everything we had done over the weekend.

Monday morning, we checked out of our lovely hotel rooms, and headed next door to the California Casino, which is where all the Hawaiians like to hang when on holiday. Lyman and Donna got their plate lunch fix. Donna even splurged and ate three mac salad noodles. Her resolve to follow her strict diet is remarkable. Doesn't she look great?

We couldn't let Milo go home without one last indulgence, so more ice cream followed. But now we're home, missing Donna, tired and ready to get back into a lost routine.