Wherein I can't post about the weekend without pictures.

Well, another wedding chewed me up and spit me out.

I was passed out face down on my hotel room bed by 12:30 am. I feel like I missed EVERYTHING. I was passed out and people were hopping on me and partying around me and I nary a budged. Nope, not a single ounce of movement from yours truly, la senorita lushness. Out cold.

Am I the new Kalan Murano?

Am I getting old?

Am I losing my rosalicious late-night party edge?

The entire weekend was a blast of reunion and family proportions. If I weren't so tired I would give y'all a gander by way of my flickr pictures, but you'll just have to wait until tomorrow.