Friday, September 17, 2010
No lunch for me
I’m home from Las Vegas as of 1:00 a.m. and glad to be back in my quiet living room. Don’t get me wrong…my husband and I actually love going there because of the restaurants, the people watching, and the over-the-top everything. But, after working in our trade show booth for three days, I’m happy for the peace and quiet of Novato.
I had planned ahead for my eight- hour stretches in the booth, but even the best of plans don’t always work. We would eat breakfast at 8 a.m. each day and then head over to the booth at 9. I ordered the same breakfast each day, fresh berries and yogurt and then took a granola bar out of my pocket and sprinkled it into the mixture.
The trade show opened at 10 and with 10,000 attendees, there was never a time to eat my healthy snacks. I was always talking to somebody. And, each day we had a rescue dog in our booth wearing a supercollar®, so bringing out food wasn’t the best move, if we wanted to keep the booth from turning into a disaster.
Time would fly by and suddenly it would be 5 p.m. and lunch never had happened. But, I never noticed. We would go back to the room, take a nap, and head out to dinner at 9.
You’ll have to wait until tomorrow’s post to read about our very yummy dinners. Although Las Vegas is in our time zone, I feel like I just got back from Europe…exhausted and ready for bed.
Talk to you soon.