After experiencing one of those rough patches in life (getting divorced, starting over, some health issues), I'm taking my teenager to Las Vegas tomorrow for a few days of fun and a friend's wedding and a reunion with my very best friend from college (she lives there--she's not the bride, different friend). I am so excited to get away, even though it is a mild ONE HUNDRED FOURTEEN DEGREES there--and expected to get HOTTER on her wedding day, July 4th!
Twelve years ago, another friend of mine got married in Scottsdale, AZ on July 5th. Temperatures were unbelievably hot then, too.
What is it with me, why don't my friends decide to get married in, say, Hawaii in say, September or April?