Vegas and Why

Maybe the best way to start the Vegas posts is to explain why I'm jetting off to Vegas for a week a week before March break. It all started about three weeks ago. I was relaxing at home, probably playing Scrabulous and at about 11pm the phone rings. Now, it's 11pm and the caller ID shows that it's my mom calling so I immediately think maybe something is wrong because a: it's late b: i talked to her at 9 and c: i talked to her at 10. I answer and she sounds fine, everything is good. So she asks me whats new. And i tell her nothing, because I talked to her an hour ago. Then she asks if there is anything I want to tell her, and again, no. WTF? So she asks if i'm sure there is nothing new or that i want to tell her. She responds by telling me that I can't repeat what I'm going to be told to anyone OR talk about it on Facebook. The shock of my mom mentioning Facebook in a casual conversation aside, now I'm super suspicious so I ask her what's new. And she comes out with "Mark and Julie are getting married in Las Vegas on March 9th, Charlene just called me. Don't tell anyone though because they don't have their invitations yet." After confirming that she wasn't kidding I proceeded to pitch an extremely immature fit over the fact that it was my mom who told me. The tantrum lasted approximately 24 hours at which point i sent off a kind of bitchy message letting Julie know I would be attending her wedding, inviation or not. Immediately after sending off said bitchy message I checked my email. (Word to the wise, check your email before you send bitchy facebook messages to friends). In grand family fashion word went from my extremely amused mother to Julies now concerned mom to Julie that I was in a bit of a state. Needless to say after reading Julies email I felt small, and i generally feel small. After sending off a somewhat contrite message confirming my attendance I booked some stuff, got time off work and the rest is history.