Oven rack-less.

There is one drawback to our new little home that we did not think would be a big deal.

We were quite mistaken.

For some reason, the previous tenants of our apartment left us a fridge, washer, dryer, and oven—but took the oven racks with them.

If anyone can shed light on a reason to do such a thing, we would be very interested.

So, imagine a married life with no cookies, casseroles, baked tilapia, brownies, or anything of the sort. We have been in dire need. One night we decided it was cookies or bust, so we borrowed one of my brother’s oven racks, thinking, of course! All ovens must be a standard size.

No. All ovens are not a standard size. This oven rack was a size too big.

However, we were determined to have cookies.

And have them we did!

This is the result.

I love my husband.

Sundays in Fall.

We drove through the fall leaves and found treasures: a little farm with hugemongous pigs and two parks with gorgeous lighting. The piiiiiiiiiigs!

The First Supper.

The first meal you eat together as married people is very important. You can’t just have cereal or hot dogs or macaroni, that would be a sin. But, since we were still moving in and all that jazz I made a delicious taco salad thing. 

And here is my ridiculously attractive husband loving his taco salad thing.

Puerto Vallarta meets Jared and Brooke. This is part two.

Still the amazing Mexican restaurant.

They had a parrot for us to pet.

These are sand sculptures. They are pretty. We were amazed.

This is a man balancing rocks.Yep.

This is a boy man who decided to become a sand statue.   This is Jared trying to scatter the pigeons.

This is Jared and a huge turtle. Yep.

These are cool men who fly down from that pole every night, and also another man who got in my way.

 

This is one of the two days we got drenched. Jared is dancing on the balcony.

Us getting ready for our fancy date on a secluded island.

Then we had to come home and go back to school. But we are no longer sweaty so that is quite excellent.

Honeymoon

These are pictures. We were sweaty. We love each other.

In Mexico they have these AMAZING bakeries that are so delicious. So delicious that we decided our entire lunch should consist of pastries.

Us at the airport hating our lives after we decided to have lunch consisting entirely of pastries.

 

 

This is our authentic Mexican food. Soo delicious.

More to come! YAY!

I like Turtles.

We are married. We are in love. We have fun.