You don't wanna mess with me when I'm packing
I’m back from Vegas! I picked up Bee at around 3:30am on Saturday morning and we caught the first flight out of Bellingham to Vegas to meet Lisa and her sisters for her first stagette (she has two of everything for this wedding – lucky bride!). We arrived home late last night, but not before making a few new friends (it’s crazy how many stags and stagettes take place each weekend in Vegas) and shooting some guns. Turns out, I’m a decent shooter! Heh heh.
Sidenote: Poor Bee got hit on the forehead with one of the bullet casings and ended up with a painful cut 