It's always bittersweet coming home from a trip. I'm glad to be in the comforts of my own home and being back in town, but I was sad to leave.

I was really inspired by the conference. I guess new ideas always excite me. I am going to have to start really thinking about what kind of company I want to work for and start finding it. Because I know the company I am working for does not share my excitement for moving forward.

And I really spent a whole lotta money post-conference. Holy moly. One paycheque went to a lovely lingerie store...Agent Provocateur . I guess I just have a thing for Europen lingerie? I had bought some stuff from Victoria's Secret, but I returned most of it. I hardly bought any clothes while I was in Vegas though. I got a T-shirt and a skirt. My shirt says "Delicious" on the front. I used to say "delicious" *all* the time.

So at Agent Provocateur, I bought a slip, 2 pairs of shoes (apparently, they're Jimmy Choos?!), 2 bras, and 3 bottoms. I was tired of not finding any nice slips. The stuff at Frederick's of Hollywood is so crappy now. I guess I am not really into absolutely classy lingerie. I like fun stuff. Wee! Thank goodness they were out of my size in these particular patent leather deep red pumps. I got 2 paris of these mules with pompoms on them. They're at least 3" high. The sales girl asked me if I'd had walking lessons before. That reminds me...If i can, I must send a complimentary email. The service in that store was impeccable!

On this trip, I was really drawn to white clothes. Oh! I did end up buying some clothes the very last minute. The day I left, I ended up buying more clothes while waiting to go to brunch. And the day before, I went to the outlet mall...I bought myself two Coach bags (and I am not even a handbag person?!) In total, I brought home 5 pairs of shoes (and I am not even a shoe girl!). I think that is about it...and a couple of belts and another cheapo $20 purse.

I think that is all that I bought...Oh and some skin care products and candles. (That guy never did call.)

On my last night, I saw Avenue Q . The show was sooo good that I bought the soundtrack. The acting was great! Avenue Q kind of reminded me of Sesame Street for grownups. The puppets were really down-to-earth. I guess being puppets allowed them to say things that humans think but don't say out loud.

One thing I am really glad to be away from are the leery men! On this particular visit to Vegas, there were lots of groups of American men. I got stared at a lot...I didn't think my boobs were that attention-grabbing. I guess I am flattered, but ugh...discretion is always good. Then I started wondering about the differences between Canadian and American men. I'm the kind of person who is completely oblivious to being checked out, so if I actually notice...then the person is being really obvious.

One guy told me I should be more confident. We were on the escalator, and I knew he was staring at me, so I looked away hoping he'd take a hint that I didn't want any attention. When I finally had no choice but to look at him, he started talking to me. Ugh. The most common question I got after "where are you from" was "do you have a boyfriend?" 

And why do Americans still have the love for mullets? Or women with big, flat, feathered bangs? I don't get it... 

I am starving...time to eat.