Living {almost} Like The Prez

We had a fabulous suite for our weekend in Vegas. Our friend Heather finagled the hook-up of hook-ups at the seasons of Four. We are talking a super duper Suite deal. 

The suite was 1700 square feet. I could not believe the size of it. Can you believe they offered us the Presidential suite prior to this….the nice young lady at reception: "The Presidential suite is a better size, at 2200 square feet." 

We inquired as to what Presidents have stayed here. She just giggled, so I'm assuming it was Clinton. 

When we got in the elevator I said to the Coach: "She must know you are the President of your company and that you were once the President of the Girls Little League softball. "

I sat at the dining room table for 10 minutes, but not one waiter showed up so I moved on.

The reason for the suite was for all eight of us to have a 'meeting spot.' (poor photo)

We had a kitchen with a full size fridge. You know, for all our beer, wine, water, juice. 

There was even an office off the entryway. We felt the need to pull people in every once in a while and give them a good 'talking' to…

"Listen, I know you're doing your best, but I think we have to let you go…."

The closet was so large, I recall napping in there right after I was fired.
The company was going in a 'different direction'. 

I think the Coach is about to get fired by Don; that smile will soon fade. 

Yes, we are thirteen years old. Never mind the fact that most of the group hires and fires in real life….

I was fascinated by the dining room light. 

Yes, I'm usually fascinated by sparkly things. 

We lived large for a few days….so much fun that my face still hurts.
Don't you know, I still want that sparkly round ball of light. I think it would look great in my closet.
Of course, I'll need a dimmer to use during nap time.