Viva Las Vegas #3: M&Ms, Margarativille and a Thong

"Quit hanging on to the handrails.  Let go.  Surrender.  Go for the ride of your life.  Do it every day."  ~Melody Beattie

So after having the Freemont Street experience the first night, we slept in a little bit and then it was time for the big event.  Nope, not the wedding....the trip to the M&M Store with Little Cowboy.  For his birthday, I promised him that I'd take him there, just me and him, no moms and no grandmas.  They might not have let us buy enough candy.  So we called a cab and headed out to buy a bag of candy bigger than our head.

About to get into the cab.

Little Cowboy has been telling everyone
that he met a real-life M&M

It takes a while to gather up 5 pounds of candy.

After a lot of shopping, a very excited 5 year old, and $70 out of my wallet, I deemed the birthday present a success and myself a good aunt.

And because we needed something to wash down all that sugar, we headed to the Coca-Cola store for cokes in a glass bottle.

From there, we headed to meet up with the rest of the family at Margaritaville.  This what when we got directions from Midget Elvis and Little Cowboy made the comments about women's attire.  Priceless.

Little Cowboy and Midget Elvis

So after that we did some hanging out at Margarittaville, checked out Caesar's Palace, then I hit up the Bellagio and met up with Dr. Kyra and The Hepburns and went to check out the Venecian's canals and version of St. Mark's Square. 

Whole group at Margaritaville

Family photo with a naked man statue

The groom arrived in Vegas!

Bellagio Garden

Venecian Canal

That evening our entire family gathered up at the hotel where we were staying and overtook the bar. At one point, Moomoo (the bride)'s grandma came in to see us and said, "These people are too loud and embarassing." Yes, yes that would be us.

Happy Little Family

This was where Uncle Black Belt made his big presentation. I can't go into the whole story, but suffice it to say we had convinced Moomoos that the hotel had a nude pool right next to the wedding ceremony area and Uncle Buddy kept talking about wearing a leopard print thong and his black hat. Well, he could not find leopard, but he did find a zebra striped one....and he carried it in his pocket clear to Vegas. You never know what's coming next with that man....

Uncle Black Belt and the Swimwear

After this, there was a lot of discussion about what to do that night, and in the end we a bunch of us decided to head to Freemont Street again. We loaded up two vehicles full of crazy people jamming out to country music, probably damaging the eardrums of our poor cab drivers, and headed out for some fun. Can I just tell you that every strange person in the world is lined up next to each other on a Friday night on Freemont Street? Because they are. There are no words, but trust me.  Oh, and Little Brother may have done an Ellen Dare Dance.  If I can get the video, I'll post it!

While I was busy playing Deal or No Deal with Little Hepburn and Soldier Cousin, Miss Little had arrived in Vegas and was busy jumping off the Stratosphere.  I told you my family is full of fun, no??  We called it a night around 2 in the morning...but at least we were not in the worst shape of people on Freemont Street!  Derek took a picture with this dude who was passed out on the stree to prove it.

Still to come we have the Kentucky Derby, the wedding, and me hitting the Strip with three teenagers....stay tuned, folks!