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.