Boxing weekend

We had an interesting weekend.
JP and 'his boys' wanted to go to a casino about 2 hours away. There was a boxing match (is that what it's called? There were actually 5 or 6 different fights...? I don't know) on Saturday night, all locals, from the Minnesota/North Dakota area, and a couple of Canucks, too.

So all these guys wanted to go, and betting that SOMEONE'S wife would put up a stink, they decided to make a weekend of it, and invite the wives. I had told JP when he mentioned it a month ago, that I was not interested in the boxing. Leave me in the casino bar or parked in front of a penny slot machine, and go watch silly men pummel each other, I don't care.

Well, the one guy in charge of getting the hotel rooms and boxing tickets just went ahead and got tickets for everyone, so I "had" to go. The first match really proved my point, very dumb.
But it got better... against my better judgement, I had a really good time. It was obvious to me, that the matches got better as the night wore on. The second to the last one was actually my favorite, some guy named Chris Holt, a local guy, a guy that my husband actually knows and has spent some time chatting with, was fighting. It was really exciting, I actually found myself screaming things like "Hit him! Kick his ass!"
Yes, there was SOME alcohol involved. Not a ton, but enough.
We had a good time, I was surprised.
We also spent a bit of time in the casino. Thanks to JP winning a bit, we didn't come out too bad. I really love slot machines, but those dirty bastards do not like me. I know there is no skill involved AT ALL, and it's all luck, but holy shit, if it weren't for bad luck, I wouldn't have any luck at all. Like I said, thank goodness for JP doing not too bad, we almost broke even.
We don't do it often, in fact, I do believe that's the first time we have EVER stayed overnight at a casino, and the first time in years we've even been to one together.

Good thing, too...