I got married. To Vegas.
Not to be confused with getting married IN Vegas.
I’m the poster child for never say never. I swore I’d never get married. I didn’t even want to date. I was perfectly happy working, working out, and signing up for whatever adventure I could find.
Well. Vegas and I got married in Lake Tahoe on the second day of the New Year. It was meant to be an elopement, but I was too excited and ended up telling most of my close friends and family. We booked our travel, decided to have an après ski theme (translation: I wanted to wear leggings and boots with the fur), and brought our best friends.