What goes to Vegas sometimes stays in Vegas

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We returned last night from a three day vacation in Las Vegas, home of the recent historical snow storm. While we didn't get to see any snow fall during our visit, we witnessed white blanket covered mountains on the drive there and back. So what would normally have been a read a book and catch up on decorating magazines while we drive through the boring desert kind of road trip ended up being a drive filled with ooohs and ahhhs around every turn, followed by me having to get out of the car at least once to play with the snow and kick it around a little {so Californian, I know}.

We were guests of my mom and dad, who were there on a ten day stay and treated us to every whim and indulgence there was to be had. They are the ultimate travelers; much unlike me and my very homebound husband. Being with them was much like taking front seat on a VIP tour of Vegas. The gorgeous hotels, the food {oh the food}, the drinks, slot machines, learning the history of old Vegas {mom's a huge history buff}, antique stores and even a couple car museums {to please the homebound husband of course}.

On the last night of our stay, my Aunt and Uncle, who were also in Vegas joined us for dinner. We later stopped to play some slots and then sat in on a few rounds of Keno. Tired and ready for sleep, we headed to our rooms. It was then that it hit me...My coat. It didn't come back to the room with me. My cute, brown corduroy coat with the pockets in the front. Pockets. One of the pockets had my camera inside. My Cannon digital camera, with over three dozen photos I'd taken over the past three days. Gone. I must have left my coat on the chair while we were playing Keno. I went back to look for it, and it was gone.

These things happen and I will get over it. But isn't it interesting to think that someone that doesn't know me is walking around with my coat and my camera. I wonder if they've looked at the photos that I shot and realized that the girl in the pictures wearing the brown corduroy coat is the very person they took it from. I also wonder if they needed that warm brown coat more than I do.

oxox
Jennifer