It began in the dead of night with a trip to the airport for both of us. Boarding planes, wondering what we had gotten ourselves into. After all, we were going to spend a weekend with someone we had never met in person. Questions abounded. Then, the moment arrived. Sitting there watching the aisle and suddenly from fifty feet away I spotted her. She had no need to find me, I was waiting, dressed in black and ready to pounce.
What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas.
See you later for more Aimless Ramblings.
Loving the suspense.... can't wait for the next instalment.
ReplyDeleteNoooooo.....Let us hear.....'What happens in Vegas.' We won't tell anyone else! Promise!
ReplyDeleteHave fun. But in blog land that rule doesn't count. You have to tell
ReplyDeleteLol
Yeah, What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas and Blogland
ReplyDeleteCome on spill the beans....please
ReplyDeletelove Jan.xx
Really!! My thinking is, if your in vegas while telling us, then it is staying in Vegas!
ReplyDeleteKim
Bang, bang, bang… will someone please let me out of this damn car trunk!
ReplyDeleteWe gotta find you first PK! Keep banging!!!
Delete:) I like what Blondie said - stays in Vegas and Blogland!!!
ReplyDeleteOh PK you scared us! After all you are with a serial killer!
ReplyDeleteLoL you two. Sunny, please let PK out of the trunk! Yep, what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas ... and blogland
ReplyDeleteHugs,
Roz
Hey Sunny...I agree with everyone else...what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas...and Blogland! :D
ReplyDeleteHope you two are having fun...oh and please let PK out of the trunk. ;)
Hugs and Blessings...
Cat