Benny the Jet

first comes love. then comes marriage....then comes the baby in the baby carriage....ugh....I mean....DOG!

That's right! We are officially the happy owners of the the cutest little pup on earth. (Don't worry Kierra, Sugar is in a close 2nd). Ever since moving to Yuma, we've been keeping our eyes peeled on the far too many dogs who arrive at the Humane Society. We visited the Humane Society on various Saturdays (convinced that we'd come home with a dog), but something always would happen (the dog we thought was "oh so cute" in their picture would be too jumpy, too yappy, etc., etc.)

And then, on MLK Day, I just happened to scroll through the Humane Society's website and stumble upon this picture.....

c'mon. who can resist that little face!?!!?!? I e-mailed the Humane Society, put Benny on hold, and we rushed out the Humane Society immediately after work on Tuesday. 

He is just the sweetest little thing. He's the most easy-going dog, but so loving (at least so far). He is already becoming Wes little garage buddy and just loves to follow us around. 

Welcome to the family Benny!

lost in the desert

Yesterday, my adorable husband asked if I'd like to go for a hike. Sure...why not? I love to be outdoors and it sounded like a great way to spend the last day of my wonderfully long 3 week Christmas break. Without any questions asked (as to where we were going, how long it would be, etc), we simply headed out the door and drove off for our little adventure.

What I have learned in 2.5 years of marriage is that I really trust Wes...perhaps occasionally even a bit too much. 

Back to the hike....We headed out into the middle of absolutely nowhere and began hiking around the very large Muggins Mountain. The trail quickly and unexpectedly faded away. Not after long, we were miles away from the car, hiking through canyons and ravines on the complete backside of a ginormous mountain.Frankly, as much as men like Wes hate to admit it, we had no clue where we were or where to go. This was one of the instances when I realize how much I trust Wes. He ALWAYS knows what he's doing and where he's going, right? Wrong. Perhaps, he was a bit too confident in his internet-based info of the area, it was entertaining nonetheless to realize how many times I have simply trusted him and tagged along in his wild adventures. 

We made it out alive. Thankfully, some genius had made rock structures around the entire mountain, so we simply followed her rock formations and footsteps....of course, I'm assuming the genius was female :) We laughed A LOT and learned a few solid lessons along the way (for example, never simply trust the internet about a hike and head out the door). 

the beginning...when we thought there'd actually be a path. LIES!

sun ray ruining our self-time pic

thank god for these rock formations around the entire mountain. genius!

canyon/male model awesomeness

I wasn't joking when I said we were in the middle of stinkin' nowhere

I love you Wesley....even if you get me lost in the middle of the desert. At least we packed water.