More thoughts on Gayness, and Vegas!

Spent some time w/ the parental units this week - met up with them in Vegas for two days. First, let me start off by saying: California Hotel and Casino - whoa, you've really gone downhill. I don't think I ever want to stay with you again. Your casino hasn't been updated in three years, and your rooms for even longer. Even for a budget price of $45/night, I expect, at the very least, not to find yesterday's guests' facial hair in the sink, or in the bathroom. Your food looks like you're contracting with a hospital and/or prison caterer - and really, when the *best* thing on your menu is Zippy's chili, flown in daily, you really gotta think about upping your game.

In other news, I think I've gotten to the point that my wife's been trying to guide me to for the past couple of years. I do, in fact, love my parents. I understand that it's been hard for them to acknowledge and accept my gayness.  I struggle to find the empathy that I need to really understand their point of view, especially when there are a lot of ingrained (and sometimes hurtful) behaviors in my family.  Meeting them on neutral territory, where they are actually carefree and happy all the time, really helps.