Hey Baby, Let's Go to Vegas! (...wait, please don't!!!)

It's starting to sink in, the Hemperly's had their going-away party last night. Appropriately themed: a Hey Baby, Let's Go to Vegas! Texas Hold-em Party! :) Courtney had Texas themed (not Mexican, LOL) food for us to munch on and everyone enjoyed spending time together and playing cards.
The girls...
We got Courtney a charm for her new bracelet.
And the guys all got Ryan some funny Texas gifts...like a do-it-yourself Nascar sun catcher.
And a strategy book for Texas Hold-em (which he really should have read before sitting down at the poker table last night!).
Aw, man hug.
Courtney's mom, Autumn, whom we are really gonna miss seeing!
And her dad, who is a total hoot, and was last night's Blackjack dealer. I didn't do too bad and between me, Courtney's aunt, her mom, and Ryan's mom, Joanne, we beat the house! :)
Autumn had to crash out for a while...their plane had just arrived around noon, so they'd been up for a while! She took a brief siesta and then resumed the evening with us!
"The rest of the evening" included karaoke! Courtney and her dad tracked down a machine that morning, so we all had to give it a go. I'm sure there are some horrible pictures of me singing (probably with Michael) too, but they're not on my camera, so you get everyone else...
Some of the songs were strangely transferred to karaoke, with "our" part being what we thought should have been the "backup" parts. Courtney just made up for it by entertaining us (note Michael's expression in the background) until it was a good part again! :)
A lovely country duet...
And um, yeah...
Then Courtney's dad walked in the room and took her on a spin around the floor. That's her cutie
Speaking of her funny dad, he wrote a song (to the tune of "You Don't Have to Call Me Darlin'") about Ryan and Courtney's dog, Dallas, who had a mishap while staying with them last week. You can read about it here. She looks like she's gonna be okay. Anyway, we all sang an ode to Dallas along with the karaoke machine. Here are the words to Dave's song:

Recitation:
Well, a friend of mine named Bubba DoRight heard our story
And told me it might make the perfect country and western song
But it was not the perfect country and western song yet because
We hadn't said anything at all about a dog,
or trucks,
or all terrains,or gettin' stupid.
Well I sat down and wrote this verse for a song,
And after reading it,
I realized that we HAD experienced the perfect
Country and Western Song
And I felt obliged to send it out to all my family
That only verse goes like this here:

Well I was stupid the day Dallas got full of boredom
And I went to take her up for a run
But before I could get to the dog park in my pickup truck
she got runned over by damned right tire

Chorus:
But I'll hang around as long as she keeps live'n
And I'll never mind her be'n stupid again,
No, you don't have to call me Darlin', Dallas
You never even come when I call your name

But I'll hang around as long as she keeps live'n
And I'll never mind her be'n stupid again,
No, you don't have to call me Darlin', Dallas
You never even come to me
Well I wonder why you don't come to me
Why don't you ever come when I call your name?

Then I realized the answer to that question was pretty obvious...
She's allergic to the all terrains!!!

And on that note, over and out...