Sunday, September 30, 2012

B to the C

This summer we went to Bryce Canyon, a favorite of Kevin's family. And can I just say for a moment here how happy I am to have married in to this family?? Why yes, I can. I'm real happy about it guys - real happy.

If you follow my Instagram, some of these pics are repeats. But I feel like you'll be ok. Air smooch.

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You know, I really should start being picky about the pictures I'm willing to put on the internet of myself. Until then...

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We halked (hiked-more-like-walked) to this little waterfall.

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And people were all, absolutely I will get in that freezing water. It's mostly not on option unless you have a camera around your neck so...winning!

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Kevin is so hardcore he rides dirt bikes in shorts and flip flops. I know. It's like, who is this fearless man-beast??? HE MAH HUBBAND.

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This munchface crazybuns played with rocks. All the live long day. Everyday. All the time. 24-7. Never stopped. Rooooooccccckkkkkkssssss.

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Then, you guys. We put on a rodeo. Just, maybe you should read that last sentence one more time. Yes way, we PUT IT ON. The visitors ARE the rodeo. You volunteer to be awesome/stupid. So naturally, Kevin and his family lined right up. He rode a bull named Muffin Top. HE RODE A BULL NAMED MUFFIN TOP. Would you even believe it if I told you Kevin doesn't ride bull's for a living??? I was literally shaking. It seems a bit quick to go from "hey you've never been within 10 feet of a bull before? How bout you hop on and take a ridesy - he's suuuper pissed right now! Watch out for those horns!". Or is it just me?

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There he is! What great form! I see the devil in that bull's eye. THE DEVIL. Anyway, he lived. With all important body parts plus $10 so total win/win. There's some really cute boots I've been eyeballin, so I was like, listen rodeo announcer - my husband will volunteer 20 more times. His official time was 5 seconds(1st place!), which is impressive considering the pros have to go 8. But when you watch the video back, apparently official time and actual time are not the same thing ;) "coughmorelike3secondscough".

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My brother in law Ty. He's so country right now. Listen ladies, this heartbreaker is single.

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Then we went to the lake. Some fished, some swam, some threw rocks...

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Bad example alert! We had a rock skipping contest. And I'm not even lying...Kevin won. He brought his A-game to Bryce this year. Clearly I've got crazy bragging rights. Like, CHAMPION ROCK SKIPPER/3 SECOND BULL RIDER HUSBAND kind of bragging rights. Don't. Don't be jealous. I mean, probably you should though.

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Also, my husband is the mighty dolphin on the right. If this post doesn't make you wish YOU were married to him, I don't know what will.

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Again. SINGLE.

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The shops are the cutest. I bought a dream catcher because seriously, when in Rome.

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They let you put your kids in jail. So.

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And when it got dark we played games and sang songs around the campfire. We pretend that this is for the kids - it's not. Children are forgotten and adults get competitive. My brother-in-law Erik put on this Don't Forget the Lyrics game. I bet right now you're thinking "Kevin won. It's the only way". And you guys....I can't make this stuff up.

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Oh Bryce. My husband OWNED you that weekend in July.

P.S. i don't actually remember who won the Lyric game, but my heart tells me it was my husband's team. It just makes sense.

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I'll leave you with one last picture. Because at this point, what's one more???

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Next year, he's riding a sheep. Because cross my heart it's the cutest thing you'll ever witness. ever.

1 comments:

Heather said...

Oh my gersh. I am laughing out loud right now. I refuse to type LOL, I just caaaaan't do it. Nash and his rocks, love it. And I can only imagine said game of Don't Forget The Lyrics.