Viva Las Vegas (Day 1)

Friday morning I flew to Vegas for a weekend of fun in celebration of the Iowa State/UNLV football game!

Iowa State last played in Vegas 9-years ago. It was seriously one of the best weekends of my life, so when it was announced the clones were going back to Vegas, I was determined to be there.

When I arrived early Friday afternoon, I went down to the MGM pool and before I got outside, I was on the VIP list for virtually every MGM club with my guest list of 10 other people. It's amazing the pull a girl (without a male) has when walking around a casino/hotel.

I met some friends who were also staying at the MGM at the "lazy river". A couple were Steve's fraternity brothers (who I also knew in college and actually one from when I was little) another was our friend, Clint, who we first met last fall when he walked through our front door and stayed over night and then there were a couple other newbies who were quite a bit older than us.

We immediately saw other Iowa Staters and met tons of people who were intrigued with all of these people who originally from Iowa. (Let's just say I got quite a few New Yorkers who had never been in the state to bet on the Iowa State game.)

After the pool, we quickly got ready and headed across the street to Hooters where the official Iowa State Pep Rally was being held. I should add this was my first time ever setting foot in a Hooters. It was fabulous out by their trashy pool...we saw tons of friends and others we hadn't seen in years.

Later our group hit the Hard Rock Casino where my friend Joe was awaiting us (due to delayed flights). We went to some show called Rodriquez & Cha cha cha (that's not the name but I can't remember her name). Regardless of their name, it was an amazing show. Wow!

After the show, we cabbed it back to the MGM. We hit a lounge and everyone got a little spread out. I went to the restroom, got turned around and ended by the sports book where I randomly started talking to some couples (who I did talk into betting on Iowa State) and I hung out with them until 4:15a. Only in Vegas...

I took a lot of pictures and then also forgot to take a lot of pictures, so here is a random sampling from Friday.

Post pool at the Hooters ISU pep rally with the guys.

Clint, Jeff and Tad. I know all of these guys completely different ways.

Clint is the guy who we met last fall when he stayed at our house. We've seen him a couple different times since. I always have a great time when Clint's around.

Jeff is Steve's fraternity brother. But I knew him in college when he dated my sorority sister.

Tad and I originally met 9-years ago at the last ISU/UNLV game. And here we are again!

Tad and me. Saying he is so much fun is an understatement.

My sorority sister, Chelsea, and me hanging at the classy Hooters pool.

Rick is the husband of Jenny who is Ann's best friend from college. Get it? His fraternity brothers were setting me up with the beers to pass out to me group which really worked in my favor.

Wyatt and me. He's a great friend from college who married my sorority sister, Chelsea. They are die-hard fans unlike me who just shows up for the fun games.

The KD's Hooter's Style. Paula, Chelsea and me. Paula and, her husband, flew out of KC with me. We had some funny conversations with randoms in the Denver airport.


For the Storm Lake readers... Chris Muilenberg. He is from Steve's hometown and also was a Sig Ep. But like almost every Sig Ep, I knew Chris years before I met Steve. Why did I know so many guys, but not Steve?

Steve, Walsh and me. Steve is one of the guys I met this weekend. He's went to Dowling & Iowa State a few years before we were in college, but now lives in Austin and is friends with Clint.

The name isn't the only thing he has in common with my husband. Joe even agreed, this guy is Steve Seiler in so many ways. Crazy...

Aaron Tolzmann and me. In addition to being in Steve's house and knowing him before Steve (shocker), I've actually known him my entire life. He's from Spencer and our dad's are friends from when we lived there.

We are finally with Joe! Here we are leaving the Hard Rock after the concert waiting for a cab. The guy next to me was my puppy dog. He came with Tolzmann from Breckenridge and was so drunk. Nicest guy but he needed someone to ensure he made it back to MGM!