the weekend

I'm warning you right now that this is more of a journal entry with no purpose and a lot of disorganization. go ahead and read if you want.

I've been thinking lately.. about how life is simple. I think I have always known that I have a simple mind. really when it comes to everything; what I believe, learning in school. I understand things in a simple, realistic way. With that being said, not everything in this world is simple, which can sometimes throw me for a loop when I'm trying to wrap my head about something more complicated than making brownies with coconut oil. (haha - I feel like I'm making myself sound super dumb and un-intelligent right now. promise I am sort of smart people). I have just been thinking lately about the decisions that Steve and I are facing in our lives. Big ones at that. Like what to do with our hard earned money, how there are so many not simple choices that we are having to make in the next little while. (really people - how hard can it be to decide what kind of dog to get? kidding - but really. That is one of the more simple decisions might you know). And then I think about how simple our summer lives are - and how I'm going to miss is tooo much. We wake up, eat, work, fall asleep next to each other, go on little adventures, discover more and more about one another each day.. It just seems simple sometimes. But soo complicated at too.

Just rambles over here. But it has been on my mind lately. How simple can life really get? And how do our minds make it so complicated.. Deep stuff friends.

Any who (I feel like I'm saying that a lot lately).. We had a great weekend. I didn't sell on Saturday which was a bummer because I worked dang hard.. and was so close so many times. but it's alright. There is always today. We went and hung out with some chubby baby cousins of mine that night and it made me baby hungry. Steve and I went to the full 3 hours of our ward on Sunday which was so refreshing. We have been traveling and out of town so much the past couple weeks, and I loved being able to just sit, and feel at peace, and just take in a lot of good stuff. (the good stuff meaning parenting - raising children - Steve and I had one of those really in depth couple conversations after church while I was making these BOMB chicken tacos which was really fun. The kind of conversation that makes you just smile and fall in love with each other all again - that is for another post though. It was cool).

We are working in Sacramento for the week and I already love it up here. love it enough that I would raise my kids here, that kind of love. I am going to be staying in a hotel room with three stinky boys though (one of them is my husband - who smells good most of the time, so that shouldn't be a problem) so wish me lots of luck and patience and stuff.

That's all.

>> Ry

Life

So I had the goal of finishing a book before the summer was over. Last week I bought the book Escape, by Carolyn Jessop and I just couldn't put it down. I finished it in like 5 days. I was that hooked. I had to force myself to not bring it with me while I worked or I wouldn't have knocked on one door all week. I have always had a thing for books that are intense and empowering... maybe because of some of the experiences I have had in my life, and some of the amazing women I look up to that have dealt with and overcome some incredible obstacles.. I dunno. But that kind of stuff absolutely fascinates me (Steve sometimes makes fun of me for it ha. But it's whatever). 

Any who, I've been thinking a lot lately about this life that I have been given. About how I am living my life right now, and the luxuries that I have that so many people in the world are so unaware of. I probably sound like a crazy person right now, ha the fact that one single book brought all of these emotions to surface for me (that and Steve and I had an awesome talk about obedience last night - I love talking about smart, in-depth things with my husband. I feel like we grow closer with every word that comes out of our mouths and I love it), but it's true. I have been reflecting on how blessed I am to live the way I do. I think about some of the hard things that I have had to go through in my life, or that Steve and I may have ahead of us, and it truly makes me grateful. It makes me grateful to think that there is a God that cares about us enough to help us learn how to become stronger. To give us chances to improve ourselves, and is there every millisecond that we may need help. Then I think about the people in our world like carolyn jessop. The life that she, and so many women had to (and still have to) live. That "Why?" question always comes up when I think about stuff like that, and even though I already feel like I know the answer (maybe the answer is just sufficient for me) I always get curious and have to have long thoughts with myself about it. Then I come back to the same few sentences every time. Our spirits our strong enough to endure anything that is put in our way, as long as we are obedient and willing to work with our Father in Heaven. I remember that those women who live any FLDS community, and those children that have to face all that they do in Syria, or the babies who sleep in huts at night, all have spirits strong enough to withstand their circumstances. (but that doesn't stop the other part of me that wants to walk into Colorado City and shake every single women silly and go and buy them mini skirts and take tops and take a bat to every man's head - was that too harsh?)

Bottom line, I'm grateful. I'm grateful that I have to worry about whether or not I am going to get yelled at by a complete stranger when I knock on their doors a couple times a day. I am grateful that I open the fridge and have an endless amount of items I could scarf in seconds. I am grateful that I have a man who respects me, and see's my worth, and loves me for it. I'm just plain grateful.

{oh, and last night steve and I drove home from a little sight seeing and that picture above is what we ran into. I mean, really? Heaven is for real people. Like seriously for real. I love this life.}

And now Steve and I are going to go and write down 100 things that we are thankful for. Heaven knows we have been blessed with much more than 100 things, and for that, I wouldn't give up what I know and the Gospel I live for anything.

Let's all be blessed together.

>Ry

my guy

We celebrated this guys life this weekend! July 19th is one of my most favorite days of the year. Words really cant describe how much he means to me. He has blessed so many lives. And continues to do so every day. He is the most amazing Christ-like example and never ceases to keep me from laughing. Yesterday I made him play hooky from work and go to the celebrity golf tournament in Lake Tahoe with some friends. We went to a bbq and saw planet of the apes to celebrate. Movies and food - two of his most favorite things :) 

Thank you for coming to this earth Mr. Warner! You are loved. 

-Ry

Artsy

Hello again! Mr. Warner and I decided to be free spirited and take a little unplanned trip back home to Utah. It was seriously so great. And so needed. We saw all of our family that we love so much, and spent most of our time (like seriously 4 full days) walking through dreamy model homes that are way out of our budget, but then also finding the most perfect little layouts for our future (we are talking like near, near future) humble abode. It made me SO excited. I don't even think you understand how excited it got me. Realizing that our goal of buying a house is actually here.. and becoming more of a reality than ever. It made me so excited to be able to have a place to make our own. Having that trip, realizing what we need to do to buy that house at the end of this summer is just making me want to work as hard as I possibly can to be a part of our dream. It's so exciting you guys!! AHHH! 

One of the other main reasons we went back was to go to Steve's best friends wedding. We both went to high school with the sweet couple and it was so much fun catching up with all of our friends and being a part of that special time in Brayden and Carly's lives. I soaked in as much cuddle time with our new niece Izzy as I could, and planned on taking way more pictures than I did. (oh, well). I did manage to pull out the camera when we went to the Arts Festival in Salt Lake and tried to document our time there. We watched my sweet sister dance, and had some yummy, yummy food. It was great. Steve hasn't been home for more than a few days during summer time in utah in like 5 years.. we forgot the amazing summer vibe that utah gives off. We sure did miss that place. 

But now we are ready to kick our on a**'s and finish the summer strong! I'll make dinner for you all in our new kitchen (insert excited emoji here) Here is our trip in pictures: 

Utah summers. and I love that guy sitting right there ^^^. 

>Ry

It's Just Different

I always get weird, nasty homesick feelings when my husband leaves for work. It's mostly just when he goes to sell though. Maybe it is because I know how bad it sucks, and how much I hate it so I just feel strange and sensitive (like I might just cry cause I miss him kinda sensitive) feelings. Who knows. It's hard to explain, but I have all of these emotions right now, cause he left to sell for california today. So now I'm writing about them. It helps :)

I think sometimes he knows when I am getting this way. Like getting ready to send him off and I don't love that he is going kinda thing. Last night he took me to get late night yogurtland cause he knew I liked my outfit and was craving sweet stuff. Even though he was already in his pajamas. He is the best. Really he is, and I don't know if I really share how amazing he is sometimes. Like to other people... And he has this awesome wave with his hair going on right now. I just have a really rad husband. I love him. And his hair.

Oh! And I went to this crazy sweet hair show last night with my sista haley. Like the kind of hair show where you think an animal might crawl out of these ladies heads. It was sweet. And a charity for an amazing cause too! Not to mention I got loads of free shampoo and conditioner samples. The sunflower head was by far my favorite. This is art here people. Pure talent. I would call it a successful time.

P.S. Wasn't the weather amazing yesterday. I ran outside and it made me feel good about myself. I can't wait for spring. OH! And happy "day of being married for a hear and a half!" Mr. Warner! Love it.

- Ry

This is funny.

I am currently sitting in bed, stuffing my face with the largo, grande-sized kettle corn from Cinemark. Literally, stuffing my face. Like where you are slumped down, face staring at the computer. There are crumbs all over my chest/stomach, and sheets {sorry husband}, hair in a ratted-i-just-woke-up kinda do. I am pretty sure they put some type of drug in this popcorn when we went to see the lego move yesterday (which was amazing. Go see it. I laughed a lot. and I didn't really think I would be in to that kind of thing). But whatever. I'll take it. Even though my stomach is kind of making weird noises now, the bag will probably be gone by the end of the evening.

Funny story though. So Steve and I watched our sweet niece, "Indie Warner" as she calls herself, this past week. We did all sorts of fun things like going to the grocery store, playing with walter the dog, taking two hour baths, etc. but one thing in particular Indie loved, was going to to her cousins house. When it was time to leave, she did NOT want to go. Full on tantrum, and then slapped me.. a few times. Any who, I got mad at her, did the whole little discipline thing, and that was that. Fast forward a couple hours to dinner with my sister. This is how the conversation went:

Me to sister: "So Indie had a little incident a little while ago"
Sister to indie: "Uh-Oh indie, what happened?"
Me to sister: "Indie got mad and hit me"
Indie: "It's okay though..." (In a "lets try to make things better" kinda voice)
Sister to Indie: "Indie! Why did you hit her?"
Indie: "It's a looong story.."

WHAT? "It's a long story"... since when does  a 3 year old even know how to apply that saying? We could not stop laughing. She thought it was hilarious too.

I just added in this beauty because seeing her swim around in her goggles and swim cap every morning, was probably the best ten minutes of my day.

thoughts and blabber and fun stuff

This post is gonna be all over the place. Just a heads up.

 So 2 weekends ago, life was so great. I'll talk about that first. Steve's parents came in to town on Friday evening. I spent that day having a little selfie time. gym, grocery shopping, a little home "stuff" shopping, etc. I needed it for me. (aka I didn't knock on doors).

We (padres, cait, lou, and kiddies) when to the glorious chick-fil-a for some dinner, and then waited for our working men to get home. The night was spent just hangin with the family. Saturday I went out and worked. Got a sale and then kept working. Steve was awesome and got two, and then we met up for some dinner at in-n-out. (duh). That night we just hung. again. Watched a movie, walked the streets of Victoria Gardens. Just loved our worry free night together. Sunday came with church in the morning, and then a lovely beach day to follow. Night was just spent hangin.. again. Gosh I love the summer.

I think that is one of the things that I am going to miss most about the summer… just hangin. Whether it be with our family, or our best friends that we have created such amazing relationships with. It is coming to an end pretty fast as I have explained a bajillion times before, and I'm not really okay with it. I am going to miss being able to go to the hot tub whenever we want, do a little grillin' at the pool, be able to have the exact same schedule as everyone we know, being able to have late night talks and late morning sleep ins with Mr. Warner. But then I try to stay positive. We really have such awesome jobs. We work our complete hardest for as long as is physically possible, and then we get to enjoy ourselves. I love it. I am going to miss the summer time, being able to do what we want when we want. And have control over our own success. It really is the best feeling ever.

BUT then I remember that when things end, it just means great things are going to begin. Like we are just closer to next summer, closer to being able to be in our own home, closer to being able to have little kiddies (you have no idea how bad I want a baby - it's sick), closer to school being done.. all that good stuff.

So now that I will be on a plane home in less than one week, that my summer working days are pretty much over (we will see if I muster some sort of motivation to go out today - I mean we are in Santa Barbara... so there's most likely not a fat chance - More on that later), I am really reflecting on how amazing these past four months have been. How I have grown personally, how Steve has grown personally, how we have grown together. How I know that I am not physically, emotionally, mentally, spiritually, in any way capable  of getting through everyday, every joyous time, or hardship without the Gospel of Jesus Christ. Or being able to pray at any waking moment of my time. It is an amazing thing, this church I belong to.

I am excited to see my family. I am excited start school, to have so much time on my hands. I am excited to spend time with my nieces and nephews. I am excited for life. For this new chapter in life that we are coming up to.

And I am proud to say that I can 100% close this last chapter and feel successful, and accomplished in every way of life.

Coming up? (sooner or later) our little time with our best people the Hodson's. AND 1 year Anniversary coming up in a few days!! (still have no idea what we are doing).

For now, Enjoy a few looks of our lovely lives as of late. 

 Gosh my husband is so good looking. Our lives are awesome. 

>> Ry

 
 

On Friday, July 19th (The day that my sweet Steven Leland Warner started life on this earth), I drove to the far away land of Simi Valley to surprise my big 23 year old kid. I was literally shakin' in my boots as my partner and crime, Mal and I drove to the Holiday Inn Express. Then I wanted to pee my pants as we were hiding in the dark hotel room, Behind the beds, waiting for our men to come in the door after a long day of work. We ate some delicious food at a little joint right by their hotel, and then just cuddled. Fun, right? Our time together was short. (like 1 and 1/2 hours short). Us ladies may or may not have gotten emotional as we said good bye to our significant others, and then Mal and I were off and home at one in the morning that night. Wohoo for sporadic, last minute, crazy fun road trips.

It was so quick I only took one picture. This is Mr. Warner's birthday cake with bomb fire candles and the most delicious frosting you will ever taste in your life…

Yes, I know that this little shout out is a little late… but I wanted to make sure that the world knows again (This is pretty much a reminder post, because I already shoved a bunch of mushy gushy awesomeness on insta the day he was actually born) how happy, lucky, ecstatic, overjoyed, etc etc. I am that this man was born and is in my life for forever.

I am the literally the luckiest lady in this universe to have a man who is so hardworking, loving, patient, hilarious, caring, kind, sexy, admirable, spiritual, friendly, considerate, helpful, supportive, classy,  handsome, entertaining, strong, spectacular, the list goes on and on and on… to be my husband. 

He is amazing at everything that he does, and never settles for less than his best. He would do anything to make me happy and sacrifices for me every day. I love you Steve. As high as the sky and as deep as the ocean.  You are my hero in so many different ways. 

We are going to party all year long in celebration of you. Mark my words. 

>> Ry

What. A. Week.

I can officially say that Sunday's are my most favorite day of the week. Haha no brainer, right?

Here is the selling story of the week. Enjoy.

This past week I went three days with a big 'ol bagel by my name (that means 0, zilch, nothing, nada). Finally sold two on Thursday, then Friday just punched me in the face, big bagel again. I had a breakdown to say the least… haha I have been trying to be strong, and not cry these past three weeks, and I have succeeded. Then came Friday night, I just needed to let it all out.

Next day? Saturday… the dreadful/amazing day ha. I sold three. And to think that I was debating whether I should really continue on and go out on Saturday. Man am I happy that I stuck to my guns. And I hope it sounds like I'm bragging… if not, I am going to and tell you that I am awesome… because that was dang hard!! And I am so proud of myself.

Okay, selling story done.

I wanted to take a minute and give a quick shout out to all of the amazing women that are in my life. There are so many that have taught me, helped me grow, and become the woman that I am today… It's so incredible to me to think of how blessed I truly am. Last Sunday being Mother's Day, I just want to make sure that we all remember, that we shouldn't just be thanking those women in our lives on just one day of the year… I want my mama, my sweet mama Denise, my grandmas, aunts, mama friends, sisters, all to know that I think about you every day… really.. whether it be about something that I learned from you, or how much I miss you. But you are thought of, and appreciated, and loved. 

May every single one of your days on this earth be recognized… because you are amazing. 

Wanna know what else? I can't wait to be a mama myself.. I think about that everyday, too. How what I do, and say, and how I act today is going to effect my babies, and how I teach them, and the example that I set for them… They aren't even here yet… and I am already stressin.. stress and motherhood? They are connected in every way possible. Right?

I am just glad that this lady below taught me everything I know.. I think I might pass because of her. XOXO mama

Also, is it so vain of me that one of the only reason I want kids right now is so I can dress them? (Side note, in our ward out here, there is the most adorable family, with the most adorable little nuggets.. I told Mr. Warner that if our kids are as cute as theirs, we can have 10. Yes I really said that) Buuut, I don't think so. I can control myself with that reason, so let's hope it stays that way for a while. 

>>Ry

MIA

Yes, this post is entitled MIA… because, yes, I have been missing in action for the past little while.

We have officially been here in Rancho Cucamonga (the "cooc" as we call it) for 2 weeks now. When I look back at how long we have been here, I swear time is going by faster than usual; but then when it is 4 o'clock in the afternoon and I am sitting on the curb eating a cliff bar for dinner, the minutes take like an hour each to go by. Welcome to summer sales my friends!!

What a life it is.

#1) My husband. He is the best. Some of you already know that….but no, you really have no idea how amazing he really is. A week before we were supposed to leave for the summer, both Mr. and I started having second thoughts about me selling or not.. after months of having the plan that we would both sell this summer (and maybe more summers to come.. more on that later), so that I wouldn't have to go to school and work at the same time, we could buy our first house faster, etc. we were now second guessing ourselves. Long story short, that was so idiotic  of us… like for real.. what were we thinking???

I couldn't imagine not being out here with him, or him here without me. because that would suck. Strong word, but true.

PS… I've already made more in one week here, than I would have made in two months at my job back home… and I was getting paid way more than minimum wage at that pretty place, too. SO.. leading in to my next point.

#2) Hard Job = Amazing Results. You won't find this girl anywhere but on your doorstep for the next 3 1/2 months.. unless it is ten at night, then I will be in my bed exhausted. I won't lie.. last week I wasn't so sure about this whole thing… Every single morning  I would want to throw up and start crying. (That is still the case by the way… don't think it is changing anytime soon either). BUT I would make these amazing people that I am with out here drop me off on the curb and drive away. Crazy, right? But I promised myself that I would do this. It's not for Steve, it's not for any of the other guys selling out here, it's for me. So that I can prove to myself that I can do hard things. Because this is hard. I think I could say that this is the hardest thing I have ever done. Last Tuesday, May 7th, I sat on the curb and finally broke down crying because I hated my life so much. But then I went and got my first sale, and realized that my life is going to go on, and it will be awesome. And I have to keep remembering that every single day.

SHOUT OUT!! To my sweet and loving and supportive and amazing Mr. Warner, as well as all of the family and friends I have out here with me. Definitely couldn't do it with out you. And that is fact.

#3) Birthday. I will be a one week old, 20 year old tomorrow!! How cool is that! It was my birthday last monday, and it was one different than I have ever had before. Normal day of wearing the same attire 6 days out of the week, and a few doors slammed in my face. I tried to play the "but it's my birthday card" a few times.. it didn't work to say the least. Mr. Warner did make sure we celebrated with a sweet dinner at PF Changs that night. Our great friend Michael, and his papa Simon Hodson came and celebrated with us too. They serenaded me with their birthday toons, and it was fantastic. I'm 20 now. People still say that is young, and it's annoying, but its better than having the word "teen" at the end of your age. I can say that I don't feel any different. I have always felt like I'm 23 or 24, so maybe when those ages catch up to me I will start feeling my real age :)

Now that I have written half a novel, I will save the few readers that consume my words and hold off on all of my other thoughts until a later date.. Which won't be two weeks away. I can promise you that. I actually have started a list of what I want to talk about. There is so much. And this summer is going to be so great. 

>> Ry

Fail

I remembered about five minutes ago, that five days ago was a dang special day... and I sorta forgot to celebrate it...

And I feel like I have failed..
At this whole wife, first year of marriage thing.

 BUT after about ten minutes of sulking in sorrow and remorse, I realized that it is fine.

It is alright to forget sometimes... (even though I still want to kind of cry as I type this)...

I'm sure there are those out there who are gasping with their hand over their mouth, because who in their RIGHT mind forgets to celebrate, or even mention the day they got engaged.

Yes people... I didn't say anything.. not to just the world... since the world needs to know... but to Mr. Warner as well.

Soooo I am going to say it now...

April 17th, 2012 - The love of my life put this beautiful, sparkly ring on my left hand and asked me to be his wife...

It was one of the best days. Ever.. {besides the one where we actually sealed the deal}

I love you Mr. Warner.

Sorry for being the worst and not saying anything to you last Wednesday...

I think you can forgive me though, because:

1) I am pretty sure you forgot too

and

2) I think about it everyday anyways

Thank you for making me your wife!!

Maybe I will remember next year... that is a long shot though..

It's finals week. Over sized shirts and skirts are welcome on this body, and we can't wait until Wednesday comes when all of these overrated tests are over with.

I think you can blame my lack of memory/stupidity on school, and leaving for the summer in a matter of 5 days, and finishing work a day before we leave, accompanied by a yard sale...

Good thing I have the rest of my life to get it right. Boom.

>>Ry

Here We Come

Mr Warner and I are gonna do something...

We are going to leave sweet little #5 that we have been living in for the past eight months,
Sell a lot of our clothes,
Pack up all of our newlywed belongings,
And drive to California together.

We are going to be there for 4 months. 

I can't wait.

Now you are probably wondering, is this that summer sales thing that every single person in Utah County does? Including their dog? And pet fish?

Well yes, yes it is.

But to us it is much more than that "summer sales job".

This job is going to help us reach our dreams, and create a stable foundation for the Warner Family. A foundation that will make it so we can buy our first home by the end of this year.

So, I can't wait.

It is going to be hard, and it is going to be long, and hot... but it'll be awesome.

And yes.

I will be knocking on doors too.

All alone, not with husband.

With mace in hand,

And Dr. Scholls for my feet to love on.

>>Ry 

Give Me Sun

Mr. Warner and I went to the sunny side of UT a few weekends ago with my family. My grandpa lives in the most amazing, old church house that we stay in when we need a little get the heck out of town. It was beautiful, and perfect, and full of red rock hikes and lounging in our jammies till the evening hours. We watched the LDS General Conference while we were there too.

I always love being spiritually fed. I think it gives me hope again, that I am not totally failing at this life. It is fantastic. And I am grateful for it. Take a second to get some Godly love yourself. It's worth it.

Besides consuming inspiring words, we spent the rest of our free time exploring outside. Literally all of it. Either that or in our beds dead tired. We found these amazing old mines tucked in and under mounds of rocks, and the discovered THE best little pond oasis I've ever laid eyes on. 

Rope swing, freezing water, and we had it all to ourselves. Maybe one of these days I'll share our secret spot with you… just maybe. 

^^^we didn't notice that red, KEEP OUT sign until after… we still claim it as ours though^^^

Wanna see how the series of events played out at our secret place? Take a look. We did it over and over and over and over and over again. {I'm short, so husband needed to help me get high enough…}

^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^

See this picture right here? This was just before we were escorted out of snow canyon by an angry old park ranger that gave all of the adults $150 citations for hiking on a trail that was "closed" due to wildlife preservation. {My husband is a genius and got my citation off as a warning. Hallelujah} He said that we could have harmed the frogs and the lizards. I was dying. It was the most hilarious, unfortunate event ever. Wanna know why I had those quotation marks around the word closed? It's because we were told on. We had a lady tattle on us. This lady was on the trail right in front of us. We passed her, and then she went and told on us. Apparently it was only closed for us. Not her. We all decided that we are going to go and toilet paper Mr. Park Ranger's home, as well as catch all of the lizards we can on our next hike. 

We will still be back Snow Canyon, since you are one of the most beautiful things that has ever happened on this Earth. 

>>Ry

SIX

This past Monday, February 25th, was the day that marked Mr. Warner and I being married for 6 months.

I feel like that is really cool. Ya, it may not be a very long time, but let me tell ya… man have we learned a lot in these six months of being married.

We have learned how to love each other more,
we have learned how to argue pretty well,
and we know how to make up even better…
we are even pro at teasing each other...
and making each other laugh really hard.

I love it more than anything.

To celebrate we went to in-n-out and bought each other new phones. We have been dealing with the 1st generation, not so cool, never working droid something-or-others for the past forever. 

We just spent time with us, and took in those moments that we had to ourselves. It was lovely. 

{I will get to posting about our actual wedding day here… soon. Hopefully :) Who knows.. maybe it will be when we have been married a year, maybe tomorrow. All I know is that I love that handsome man up there in that picture a whole lot. }

I'm excited for these next 6 months, and then the months after that, and then the years. Just because they are going to be with my best friend, and it will be that way forever. Thanks for the most amazing first six months of marriage ever my hubster.

I think you rock.

>>Ry

Love Three

This sweet post is going to be dedicated to the evening that was 4 days before our wedding. We geared up and traveled around Utah County for a few hours while our amazing photographer captured our love. (It's the same amazing girl that took our engagements - refer to previous post). My dress was one of my most favorite things about our wedding. So realistically I could not wait to have Mr. Warner see me in it. I changed on the side of the freeway. It was awesome. We got a few honks here and there which made us feel special. 

I LOVE the way Steve reacted in this little moment… 

And man… Look at how handsome my husband is!!!

We started running out of daylight towards the end of our adventure, and let me tell ya, those were some of my favorite shots. We were tired, and hungry, and in love. 

{Wanna know a secret? See that lantern? Well we really didn't let it off… We were too nervous to set the mountain on fire… which we almost did. Steve had to stomp out some flames in his brand new, never been worn wedding shoes. It was awesome. We may or may not have had the police show up too.. }

After our fairytale shoot, we went and ate at Bajio. Me in my dress, he in his suit. But don't worry. Those heels were off in milliseconds. That salad had never, and will never taste as good as it did that night. Maybe it was just because of the occasion or something. 

>> Ry