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Our Little Slice of Heaven

I'm finally getting around to posting some pictures from our vacation! Now keep in mind that these are from a disposable camera since our real camera was stolen. The first picture was taken on our 5th anniversary which we celebrated while in Mexico. Aaron found the book that I'm "reading" from ones you could borrow from the resort and brought it to me. Read the title to see what a sweet husband I have... In case you have trouble reading it, the title is "The Devil in Amber." And boy, was he ever proud of himself.
















This is a picture on the grounds at our resort. It was absolutely beautiful! Aaron and I always love the food everywhere we stay, so we always pack on the pounds. We try not to give our opinion about food since we always love it. It's like asking me if something is spicy or not. I'm responsible for a couple of people's stomach ulcers due to poor advice on that matter. "Habaneros, sure you can eat them by themselves. Just wash it down with some jalapenos."











We are like fish on vacation, so most of our time was spent in these two places- in the pool or in the ocean! My fingers and toes were constantly wrinkly from being submerged. It was beautiful water and sand there, and the water was pretty calm. We met tons of really nice people (especially like the England crew- and LOVED their accents). It was a great break from all of our normal daily stresses and a reminder of how much I really love spending time with Aaron!

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  1. I love your bathing beauty picture! Very skinny!

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  2. You both look great...you are totally rocking that bikini! I love the title of the book!

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