Yesterday was quite an amusing day and no, I am not talking about the pope's death. That part was depressing and extremely sad. We not only lost a great man, but an unforgettable leader I am sure many of us will miss. John Paul II was one of the many reasons why I am proud to be Polish. I really wish he was still with us. The only thing we can do now is remember him and look forward to choosing a new pope. History is in the making.
Now, the reason why yesterday was amusing was because it was my oldest sister's wedding day. The photographer was forty-five minutes late - Dorota was getting so irritated because the wedding party was supposed to have a photo session an hour before the ceremony. Everything did come together and the entire day was absolutely beautiful. Both my brother-in-law and father were getting all choked up. At the reception, my brother and his best friend were just pounding down the beers (a result of an open bar). When everyone was out on the dance floor or just chilling out, my brother was nowhere to be found. Somebody later found him in a bathroom hurling his guts out. Oh, and you guys should have seen my dad dancing... to "Baby got back". Oh. My. God. My other sister and I thought we were going to die from hysterical laughter. We have never seen my dad dance like that.
Anyway, tonight we're on our way back to Vegas. I was expecting to spend at least another day here, but my dad has some stuff to take care of, tomorrow, of course. Bah.
More details to come later...
Grrr... I cannot type with acrylic nails.
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