Big Spender

Spent too much money this weekend but had a blast. Actually, husband spent too much money because he took care of the tab. AND gave me gambling money. That's a good man right there.

Technically it's "our" money but we have separate accounts for our spending money and it all came out of his pile. So he gets the points.

There isn't a place that brings people of all social classes together like a casino. I saw people that didn't appear to have much money, who were probably feeding the machines the money they needed to pay bills. They were there to hit it big and strike it rich. Some of them looked down right desperate.

There were people like us, who brought a designated amount of money and agreed that once it was gone it was gone. We were willing to spend that money for entertainment, whether we won or lost. It was a night of fun, but nothing too outrageous.

Then there were my husband's business associates. Wives with diamonds as wide as their fingers. A bar tab over $500. These are people with money out the wazoo. They were willing to throw away more money than I could even imagine spending at a casino. And I'm pretty sure they won some too. Let's face it - it's easier to win when you play with big money. It's tough to get rich off the penny slot machine.

It's just funny though, because at a casino, social classes and money don't really make that much difference. We're all sitting next to each other doing the exact same thing. Of course, the reasons we're doing it vary greatly but it's still interesting to me.

And it's unfortunate but money can't buy you social graces or intelligence. I'm not trying to be mean, but…and you know, anytime someone says "I'm not trying to X," that is exactly what they are doing…so yeah, I'm gonna be mean. One of the business associate wives was a little dumb. The restaurant we were going to eat at, some swanky steakhouse, was all booked up so we ended up at Toby Keith's. She asked what calf fries were. She's not originally from Oklahoma and I can understand that she didn't know. When we explained it she genuinely asked how they could sell them because how were there enough cows, since they each only have two balls, right? And I can see how she might have imagined they were served - two huge fried testicals…so I was giving her the benefit of the doubt. Then she leaned over to me and asked what sweet tea was. I'm not sure how she felt when I said "It's tea that's sweet. It has sugar in it." Which I know sweet tea is kinda a southern thing but you're in your forties and you've never been around anyone that's drank it before? Especailly since her husband was the one that ordered it. Then she was telling us she was surprised when she found out some of the girls her daughter goes to college had actually grown up there. She said "I was like really? What do people do here?" The exact same things they do everywhere. It's a smaller community but it's a college town, not a rural area. It was really like she didn't understand that anyone could live there except to go to college. I was trying my hardest not to look at the husband and to keep my face perfectly blank.

Too bad that poker face didn't help me win any money…

Roadtrip! I look rough when I travel...

Roadtrip snack - husband's, not mine.

He was having fun, promise! A little too much fun!