exhausted. after one night in Vegas.
I am getting old!
but have never had such a fab birthday!
last night in Vegas, I met a girl at our three card poker table. I knew as soon as she sat down that her energy was good. I liked her instantly.
she started talking to the dealer, who wanted to know where she and her hub were from etc.
of course, that piqued my hub’s interest.
turned out she played water polo at my hub’s high school. after it had been converted to co-ed. this is not the first time we have run into former Fenwick peeps. randomly! i.e., when a gaggle of teen guys from Chicago were in FL wanting to play with my sistas…all attended Fenwick. and jumped to attention once they heard my hub did.
anyhow, I digress.
this girl shared with our dealer that she wanted a break after dealing with a horrible diagnosis two+ years ago.
I couldn’t NOT ask her.
she had leukemia. and kicked it out of her universe! awesome. we clinked our glasses. she rocked.
I shared what I have.
and she said, oh, that’s way worse than leukemia.
whaaaat?? no way!! I said. not my version of MS. no way, no how.
she said, trust me.
I still refute her statement. though the hub and I discussed further tonight: she knew what the treatment options were. she had an end point to her treatment and kicked cancer in its balls.
got it. just like I am kicking MS. same story. different circumstance. no kids. for the aforementioned reasons. we got each other. so, so cool!
my only regret, I did not get her number. but we winked, mentally hugged, and high five’d as the hub and I left the table. the best part…she didn’t believe I am 39. ha!