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Home again!






~ Vegas Baby~




As I'm sure you've gathered from my last post, we're home!! Vacation was wonderful, but it is sure nice to be home. Vegas was amazing! I can't wait to go back. Fun, fun, fun!!!






Here we are hanging with some of the locals ;)








And having taken pity on us, our picture taken by the wonderful doorman at the Wynn. (We were trying to take it ourselves, but kept cutting out half of our heads!)







The view from our hotel room












As promised here are a few pics of my gorgeous niece Greta.

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  1. Wow Vegas! :)
    Did you gamble? Did you win?

    I KNOW you won something! Don't believe me? Come see!

    ;)

    Mere

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  2. Just wanted to stop in and thank you for entering my giveaway! You said you bought a bag - which one? I am going to buy one but can't figure out which one I like best!
    Christina

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  3. thanks for visiting my blog...probably not as much fun as Vegas!

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  4. Hi!

    Just wanted to pop-in to thank you for entering a past giveaway I had on my blog - I would like to inform you of another giveaway I have open right now (Girl's Paisley Swing Top)! Winner will be announced on 3/20 - so enter by the 19th :) Also - I've got future giveaways planned, so keep a look out!

    God Bless,
    Celeste
    http://etsyitup.blogspot.com/

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