First things first (@ Harry Reid International Airport)
Can’t get away from this fucking place 😅
Morning view 🤘🏼 (@ The Palazzo at the Venetian Resort)
Luckily, I forgot to request time off a month ahead, so I had to work this morning while Pammie and Donna hit up the hotel gym. They are both sore and taking naps while I’m typing this right now. Donna was like, ‘I haven’t been to the gym at all this week.’ Pammie was like, ‘I’ve been so busy with this fraud investigation at work, I haven’t worked out in 2 weeks!’ I was like, ‘Guys. I haven’t worked out in… what year is it now?’ 😅 So they made me go to the hotel gym with them last night. I was just gonna take it easy on the elliptical, but after half an hour of that, they made me do squats, push-ups, planks, and something called ‘Bulgarian deadlifts’. So this morning, my thighs and I were happy to work on revisions on this never-ending international Mother’s Day job instead of working out!
Afterwards, we treated ourselves to Moignet, a bakery that specializes in mochi beignets and mochi-wrapped mangoes. Y’all. It was everything the internet promised it would be. The mango was perfectly ripe and juicy, and the mochi was so soft and complementary. 10/10.
Also, it was in the same strip mall as this tastefully-named Vietnamese resto, Pho Kim Long. At least I think it was a Vietnamese resto – could’ve been a massage parlor for all I know. The limo-tint on the windows kept me from peering inside 😆
