Monday, July 14, 2008
A Mexican Rose
Renn never buys me flowers. As they're expensive I wouldn't want him to all the time. While we were in Mexico, however, a white woman with one eye came behind us and said: "Roses, $2, Roses, $2." As we were the only couple in the group of USU students, the attention turned to us. Renn said: "Do you want a rose?" "Yes," I said. Then the woman gave it to him and he to me. He opened his wallet to discover he had no small bills. So, I handed him $2 for my rose : - ) I carried it all the way from Mexico to the San Diego airport where I took it on the plane with me to SLC and then went on a 2-hour drive up to Logan. Now it sits withered on a window sill. I still smile when I look at it.
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My wedding cake
My sister, Christie, made my wedding cake -- all five layers of it. It was fondant, covered in fresh red roses and green ribbon. For a more modern look she chose to make a square cake.
Trip up the canyon
OK, here's the truth, what Renn and I really look like when we wake up. After our first backpacking trip as a couple, Renn's hair looked like grass growing on his head and mine lay flat and matted as we walked out of the mountains.
Karen and Renn in Mexico
This is us on our last day at the Hummingbird Inn in Maneadero, Mexico. It was a fun week of service with Engineers Without Borders. Renn and other USU engineering students helped put in drain fields at an orphanage, The Gabriel House, for children with severe disabilities. I helped dig some holes and wrote an article for the newspaper about the experience.
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