So, Vegas was fun. Got to hang with The Bride and The Groom, spend some quality time. Mini-Elvis sang "I Can't Help Falling in Love with You" at the ceremony. We ate $25 hamburgers at The Burger Bar - FABULOUS. We went to bed by 10:00 p.m. every night we were there. Yes, we are old, tired and sad.
Oh, and I got another tattoo. What?!?
I couldn't help myself. We were on vacation. Inhibitions were lowered by 1/2 a pitcher of Blue Moon. The shop was right there in Mandalay Bay... it just seemed like the right thing to do. I have been wanting to cover up the "thank God I'm not pregnant" butterfly tat I got on my shoulder when I was 18, but hadn't gotten around to it. So, now I have a butterfly/flower thing with vines behind it that look like an infinity symbol covering the offending butterfly. And the new one covers about 10x more of my shoulder. It is lovely, but I am still a little shocked at myself for getting something so large.
I guess now I can start wearing a tank top when I'm "riding bitch" on the bike. Woohoo!
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