Narcan being cat like.
(Told ya he loves his cats!)
Where did you get that sleeveless shirt? - Rachel says! Don't ever wear that shirt ever again! Rachel said. . I love how she is so honest and dislikes what she dislikes.
Isaac and I at the holy wall.
(Honestly I'm not entirely sure how sacred this particular wall is.)
Yes I did pick up the rock and no I did not play with it.
Does this look like the kind of face that would use caution?
This bear is posing for his prom pictures.
My flip flop.
I point out the obvious a lot.
Lunch.... This is what happens when Rachel is not around to tell me not to eat it.
Morphine and I at a disclosed place because of rules.
(He meant "undisclosed," and that's because this is our house and the rules state that no cats are allowed in the house.)
(He's referring to the cactus fruit, called tuna in Spanish. I guess the head is not the focal point of the picture)
I have her in between my fingers.
I love my husband, in case you couldn't tell.
Okay, in looking at old pictures on his facebook, I came across one, which paired with the caption halfway made me cover my face at the inappropriateness, and halfway made me crack up. I felt too awkward about putting the photo on the blog, so I won't, but I'll let you know it was part of the album from our honeymoon trip and it was a run of the mill kissing photo. Yes, kissing photos are generally frowned upon, but I just want you to know it wasn't horribly scandalous or anything. And then he captioned it:
And we did a lot of this on our honeymoon: "Making Out"
The quotation marks, the capitalization, the reference to our honeymoon...? Questionable, Angel, very questionable.