The "Candy or Iron" Anniversary

We celebrated our sixth anniversary this past weekend!!  Sometimes it seems unbelievable that we've been married six years, but then my mom was reminding me of all we've done in six years - not too shabby!

Sadly, no selfies of our romp through northern New Mexico - a stop in Santa Fe for sandwiches and beer at one of Tom's favorite ol' breweries and a couple games of Battleship at a new (cider) brewery; a sad farewell to a beloved coffee shop that has been shuttered; a tour of el Cerro Grande fire remains en route through Los Alamos to Albuquerque; a couple movies; some great meals; and of course, a little bit of shopping.

While no selfies were taken, my hipster husband of six years thought it would be fun to take pictures of food to post on the blog - not him eating shark, but the (whole) red snapper I was delivered:

 teeth and eyeballs and all, this guy didn't even fit on the plate

pescado posteado - red snapper smothered in chipotle sauce

 there was a time for daintily trying to fork the fish off the bones

ultimately, I made a mess holding it like a drumstick and just eating off the bone

DELICIOUS - and highly recommended at Mariscos la Playa

To celebrate our anniversary, we both got new helmets for the motorcycle and hope to spend a little more time freewheeling and enjoying the scenery - not exactly candy or iron, but a great investment in each other and time spent together!

Tom & Jerry

I grew up loving the cartoons of Tom and Jerry, though my Tom will quickly point out how it would have been nice if just once Jerry would have gotten what he had coming for being such a little instigator. 

I am not sure if my cousin's son saw some mischief in me or also enjoys the cartoons, but after needing to be told my name a few times, his parting words were wondering when this picture would be taken - "with Tom and Jerry".

We enjoyed a great visit over Memorial Day, a stop over for my cousin and her family on their way to the Carlsbad Caverns.  We lucked out and were able to have a campfire, roasting hot dogs and marshmallows.  Thomas thought it a travesty that I should pick out the hot dogs, but there were only two left (of 26) at the end of the night.  And the cats didn't even get any of them - not for trying.  Even after Daniel lost his hot dog bun to Curly, she still kept trying for more.  This surprised us all as she looked like she was having a seizure after a bite of habanero mustard off the bun.  Post campfire, the little boys survived a night of camping behind the house with their dad.  Much fun!!

And our final Memorial Day treat was a nice long motorcycle ride on Monday.  A nice long weekend!