Tuesday, August 22, 2006

A Night on the Town

On Saturday, Jeff and I went out for our first night on the town. We'd gone out before, but this was the first time that the little bean would (hopefully) go to sleep away from us and his own crib. Jeff's co-worker, Sal, was getting married and we were invited to the reception. What an experience! It was about the fanciest shin-dig we've ever been to, including a wandering Mariachi singer, waiters with white gloves, a two-story waterfall, and of course, an amazing array of food. Thankfully, we've been to a few fancy parties since we've moved here, so we were able to pretend we were used to such extravagance. Hopefully we didn't stick out like sore thumbs. We both decided we are so glad we got married in good ol' Colorado, where you can have cake and punch and no one gives a dang. A place where people wear their cowboy boots and a nice pair of jeans and think they're dressed up...now that's more like it. Anyway, I digress. The party was a lot of fun, and we stuffed ourselves with all kinds of fancy little hor'derves and desserts, not to mention the actual meal! I only called home once to check on James, and as I had expected, Grammy used her magical Grammy-Powers to rock James to sleep. As they say, a good time was had by all.

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