Love Is In The Air...And So Is Bug Spray

Two years ago today the most wonderful event of my life took place...

That's right, folks! I got hitched! I will do my best not to get sappy and emotional in this post, but I really and truly am delighted to tell you that I married my prince charming, the man of my dreams, my knight in shining armor (and all of those other corny descriptions).

To celebrate, this past weekend Habibi took me camping. To give you an idea of where I stand on camping, a co-worker asked me this week what kind of tent we had. The only response I could think of was "a red one...BUT IT HAS A PORCH!!!" Clearly, camping is not typically my thing, although I have experienced it in the past.

Before we put on the rain fly, creating our "porch"

Luckily for us, my sister lives near the location where we camped, so we were able to use her shower the following morning. (We really had to "rough it.") For the sake of my own laziness, I won't be giving you a long description of the peaceful evening we shared, roasting hot dogs and reminiscing. Nor will I describe the beautiful morning where we looked out our tent window at the thick fog over the lake or at the wild turkeys not 20 feet from where we had passed the night. No, instead, I will let the pictures do the talking:

View upon arrival

The lake

The beginnings of our campfire...LOVE the smell!!!!

Dinner time!

Other than the food, this about sums it up!

Our anniversary toast (wheat beer in tin cups)

Our private bathroom...Once the sun set, I refused to use it.
Habibi got a little mad when I peed right by the fire, but it was too cold to venture out!

Sunset

Sundown

Happy Anniversary, Habibi. I love you more than words.

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