It was 107 degrees today here in Vegas. It’s a dry heat, but still, 107 makes normally cool white cement scalding. Getting to the pool past the numerous lounge chairs poolside is comic, and the bottoms of my feet are going to peel. After a margarita or two I took to just walking across the tops of empty loungers instead of using the ground. After parking myself in Jen and Dorothy’s room until someone would go down to the pool with me, I finally convinced them, and before long, nearly all of us had re-gathered at one of the pools for a day of just hanging out. It was great. Drinking margaritas, coronas, and just hanging out catching up was so much fun. We had some nice company too, Rob and Dan, who graciously offered us
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