“We’re goin’ to the chapel and we’re gonna get mar-r-r-i-e-d…”  So it was to be for Gracie and Sweet Pablo.  Yours truly was still feeling pretty much like shit – as referenced in the last post – and I wish it was a hangover because then I would have a reason to feel that way.  I woke up on the 13th, knowing it was my sweet Kayanna’s 12th birthday and sent out a few phone calls and a text message to Gracie asking what the plan was.  She replied to meet at the taxi stand at the front of the MGM at noon or the courthouse at 12:30.  Continue reading Wedding Day – Poker Bloggers Unite →