Holiday Journal while you were asleep.

 Las Vegas Evening, June 2010.

We had a big fight this evening. Jaime wanted to have dinner at a rather famous Italian Family Diner. We were running late because we were supposed to catch Chriss Angel's Cirque du Soleil show. The GPs got us lost and I was getting flustered. I didn't mean to shout at you. I didn't mean to shout at her. I asked her to take a look at the map and see if she could figure out where we were, but she refused to. She said she didn't how to read the map. I guess for me, I lost my temper and raised my voice because she wouldn't even try. I wanted her to at least try.  I am sorry. I promise I will try to be less combustible. I will try to be less combustible. The pasta in pesto afterwards could have been the best pasta in the world but it tasted stale. I am sorry I spoilt the evening and dinner.