10 Years Young

Bradley and I just returned from eight days in Cabo San Lucas, Mexico.  Let me tell you, nothing says "I love You" quite like reeling in Marlin and Tuna in the Sea of Cortez.  Actually, true love was spending the $100 on the motion sickness patches.  A little spendy, but worth the extra pesos.

Bradley and I got married ten years ago on his family's property.  Barely 21, and living on love, it's hard to believe that ten years have passed.  When you spend eight days in paradise without children, you get to talk a lot.  We both shared that we truly love each other more than the day we got married.  It isn't always easy, and you don't feel in love every second of every day, but we are both very grateful for the life that we have built together.

Enough of the mushy mushy.  I have to give all of the credit for this once in a lifetime trip to my man.  He booked the whole trip and even managed to score first class seats with our airline miles.






Bradley took full advantage of the free drinks in first class and while I took a nap he decided to fill out the immigration forms a bit inebriated.  Customs officers in Mexico are nothing like the friendly ones that greeted us upon our arrival back into the states.  We were greeted with a gruff, "No, no, no, Amigooooo.  You fill it out wrong.  You stand over there."  That sobered us up real quick.  We managed to get the correct info down, and were greeted by Bradley's second cousin Robert.

Thus began a week where we were treated very well by people who came to Cabo when it was still a small fishing village.  Robert and Minerva have since built a very well-known fishing company and bait/tackle shop.  EVERYONE knew them.  They not only treated us to deep sea fishing twice (once on a 6.5 million dollar yacht), but also to dinner at a 120 year old farm, and numerous meals in local dives which produced the most delicious food I've ever eaten.  It was a delight to drive around with them and listen to the narration of the history of Cabo.

When we weren't living the local lifestyle you could find us drunk and/or napping by our hotel pool or body surfing in the ocean.  I ran every day on the beach and we also walked the shoreline together every day.  We got pretty good at saying "No, Gracias"and "Cerveza".  Highlights included enjoying the tuna that we had caught ourselves, enjoying room service pizza from a pool lounge and watching the sunset, eating dinner prepared at a 120 year old farm with some key players from the Cabo community, watching the night life unfold downtown, fishing, and simply enjoying each other.

You know it's been a good trip when the worst thing that happens is you miss your kids terribly.  However, we'll be back to Los Cabos, with kids, and it won't take another ten years.

We celebrated the 4th of July last night at the Isbells with lots of family and friends.  Since school got out, we've been going non-stop.  Soccer camp ended and Bradley continued to host (read treat them link Kings including numerous meals and a trip to Trinity Lake as a single father) not one but TWO British soccer coaches, Carter got the flu, and I took off on a 230 mile relay on Father's Day Weekend. I ended up with the flu halfway through my first leg of the relay, but it wasn't anyting sleeping in a high school football field, Pepto, and 15 trips to a high school bathroom with 200 of my newest friends didn't fix.  It was a good thing we were heading to Mexico the day after that weekend, because otherwise we might not have made it to our anniversary.  :)  Bradley is truly super dad.

This blog post has taken a few switchbacks, but want I really want to convey is that I feel so blessed to live this life of mine with my husband and our kids.  I can't wait to see what the next ten years brings.