He Said:
Whoever said that Vegas is the town that never sleeps, doesn't know me. I fell right to sleep after a long day on the bike and a busy day in Vegas planning our wedding. We were both a little under the weather and still working on rehydrating our bodies from the day's event. Sleep came pretty much instantly.
We woke up refreshed and ready to scour the city over for the clothes that would complete our wedding day dress. I was in search of new jeans, as the one pair I brought with me could now stand up on their own. The bug guts alone on them add fifteen pounds to me. She was in search of a nice white fluffy skirt to wear with her new white "bride" tank top.
Eventually we both found what we were looking for at the Fashion Mall on the strip. The whole day was spent holding hands and feeling very giddy about the ceremony we had planned for eight 'o clock at the A Special Memory chapel. I was so happy, despite the suffocating heat.
At 5:00pm, we were still out and about on the strip. Now, we had arranged for the limo to pick us up at 7:30 and my beautiful fiance wanted to have time to get ready. We hurried back to our room and began preparing ourselves for the best part of our trip.
The driver was right on time and he helped us into the limo. She looked so amazing in her tank and skirt. I was so excited. The driver was a very nice guy who had actually dated a girl in Portland. His conversation helped calm my surprisingly nervous self. It isn't everyday that you commit to loving the one person in this world that makes you feel so amazing. I was thrilled to be where we were:)
After we met the people who would be involved in the actual ceremony, we were whisked away in the limo again and into the drive thru lane. Yep, it was a drive thru wedding chapel. How perfect! We rolled up to the window and met the Jose Castro, the man who would be joining us in holy matrimony. He too was quite the character, with what appeared to be several prison tattoos on his arms. He ended up being wonderful.
The ceremony itself was very simple and laid back, just what we were looking for. She was amazing and I loved every minute of it. The pictures were fun and they turned out great. The whole thing was nothing short of perfect!
When the ceremony and photos were complete, our driver drove us down the strip. We had smiles from ear to ear. It was so awesome.
She Said:
All the details from above are exactly right. We spent the day shopping and ended the day with the perfect ceremony. Only a few details to add...
After the ceremony we decided to let everyone in on the little fun we had. We sent a text which included a picture of us- Travis in a groom t-shirt and me in a veil. We even took it twice to ensure the proper angle on the evidence. Also included in the text were the words "We took the plunge." Pretty clear, right? Wrong. What we got back were a swirl of questions and confusion. The responses ranged from "what?" to "nice pic." All a little confusing. Apparently we weren't as explicit as we needed to be. Finally, with a little help in interpretation (Thanks Jason) and some back and forth texting, everyone was informed. They all seemed thrilled at the thought of us being together forever. No one could be more delighted with the idea than the two of us.
Since we were feeling so lucky in love, we decided to try our hand at the slot machines. Don't get excited- we were playing the 2 cent machines. There were a few moments where Travis and I were both up on our cash. We were feeling extra lucky and decided to move to the quarter machines. I am sure I don't have to tell all you gamblin folk, but there is a little trick to these machines. You see, they say they are 1cent, 2 cent, or 25 cents, but really you have the option of playing the minimum bet or going for the gold with the maximum bet. We usually play maximum bet knowing you have to "bet big to win big!" but we were on the 25 cent machine and were feeling a little more conservative of our precious coins. Travis asked me to pick the winning machine. I enthusiastically pointed to a very patriotic "7's" machine. This one was HOT I could tell. Actually, I had a cold and my stomach hurt so I chose the machine closest to me minimizing any movement. He nodded in approval and sat down on the leather chair. For those of you who do not frequent the slots I must also mention that you no longer get the satisfaction of dropping the coins in one by one and hearing the delightful ding of acceptance. Instead you have to feed the machine your dollar bills or a pay slip which holds your carry over from the last machine. Doesn't really matter to the story, but noteable disappointment in the experience. Ok....he sits. He inserts pay slip. He pushes button (don't even get me started). He pushed button again. and again. and again. We fall silent. Appearing before our eyes is the lucky 7,7,7, three sevens in a row!!!! We scan the above explanation and see in huge letters 777 pay out $100!!!! We cheer! We roar! We hug!!!!!!! and wait? No cling, cling. The machine is silent. A jam? No, just the reminder that we were too cheap to pay maximum bet. Instead of $100 we got nuttin. We stared at it for quite some time.
In the end, the day was a success. Who needs $100 when you have just captured the love of your life.
After the ceremony we decided to let everyone in on the little fun we had. We sent a text which included a picture of us- Travis in a groom t-shirt and me in a veil. We even took it twice to ensure the proper angle on the evidence. Also included in the text were the words "We took the plunge." Pretty clear, right? Wrong. What we got back were a swirl of questions and confusion. The responses ranged from "what?" to "nice pic." All a little confusing. Apparently we weren't as explicit as we needed to be. Finally, with a little help in interpretation (Thanks Jason) and some back and forth texting, everyone was informed. They all seemed thrilled at the thought of us being together forever. No one could be more delighted with the idea than the two of us.
Since we were feeling so lucky in love, we decided to try our hand at the slot machines. Don't get excited- we were playing the 2 cent machines. There were a few moments where Travis and I were both up on our cash. We were feeling extra lucky and decided to move to the quarter machines. I am sure I don't have to tell all you gamblin folk, but there is a little trick to these machines. You see, they say they are 1cent, 2 cent, or 25 cents, but really you have the option of playing the minimum bet or going for the gold with the maximum bet. We usually play maximum bet knowing you have to "bet big to win big!" but we were on the 25 cent machine and were feeling a little more conservative of our precious coins. Travis asked me to pick the winning machine. I enthusiastically pointed to a very patriotic "7's" machine. This one was HOT I could tell. Actually, I had a cold and my stomach hurt so I chose the machine closest to me minimizing any movement. He nodded in approval and sat down on the leather chair. For those of you who do not frequent the slots I must also mention that you no longer get the satisfaction of dropping the coins in one by one and hearing the delightful ding of acceptance. Instead you have to feed the machine your dollar bills or a pay slip which holds your carry over from the last machine. Doesn't really matter to the story, but noteable disappointment in the experience. Ok....he sits. He inserts pay slip. He pushes button (don't even get me started). He pushed button again. and again. and again. We fall silent. Appearing before our eyes is the lucky 7,7,7, three sevens in a row!!!! We scan the above explanation and see in huge letters 777 pay out $100!!!! We cheer! We roar! We hug!!!!!!! and wait? No cling, cling. The machine is silent. A jam? No, just the reminder that we were too cheap to pay maximum bet. Instead of $100 we got nuttin. We stared at it for quite some time.
In the end, the day was a success. Who needs $100 when you have just captured the love of your life.
No comments:
Post a Comment