This is my last posting until I return from Las Vegas, probably on Thursday. I will leave you with a poem by Brenda McGrath entitled “Little White Chapel”:
Little White Chapel
When my husband and I were in Las Vegas, I had a great suggestion, To go to the Little White Chapel, and renew our vows in celebration. I thought it would be such a lark we wouldn’t forget. Having Elvis perform the ceremony would be the best thing yet! However we never made it to the chapel, he refused. To do such a silly thing did not leave him amused. Maybe that was an indication of what was to come. Divorce ensued, and sorrow beat its drum. I want to go to the Little White Chapel with a new man. We would have so much fun before our life began! We could play a slot machine on our way out. Then we would be man and wife with a payout!