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I went to Vegas yesterday...

No - not for a crazy night out on the town...  something  a bit more refined.  It was actually my cousin's wedding.  A Jewish wedding actually - which was a new cultural experience for me.  It was a beautiful ceremony and I thought ahead and managed to find some non-Christmas wrapping paper to wrap up my gift.

See, I managed to find something tasteful and avoided wrapping it in paper emblazoned with Santa or Baby Jesus.  My husband had warned me to avoid the use of my favorite phrase "Oy Veh"... and I'm happy to report that I only slipped up once.

You know - with a present that beautifully wrapped it doesn't matter what's inside right?  because we all know that nobody needs another toaster/cuttingboard/chip and dip/cake plate...

The wedding was held at a golf course (nobody got hit by a ball, don't worry)but as beautiful as the surroundings were, it was ALL upstaged by the flower girl.

The bride was beautiful too...  but really - who can compete with that???

There was a guest at the next table that I never worked up the courage to go chat with.  Okay - so maybe I was just enjoying my family so much that I couldn't stand it (hey, I don't see them often!)  But any other day - this guy would have had my complete attention.

Oh, what was that - you wanted a picture of the blushing bride?

all that lace and frou-frou isn't the way I remembered her - but that look on her face?  yeah - that's totally the smart as a whip, softball pitching, pizza sneaking through windows teenager that I love.