Still Honeymooning

We're still happily in the honeymooning stage.  We've been married for just about 3 months.

There are times I can't believe it's been that long.  And then there are times when it feels like we've been together forever.

I am so blessed!

And I realized today that I haven't shared the story from our honeymoon yet!

So here it is, a little late but still fun!

We road tripped out to Hot Springs, South Dakota.  On our way there, we took advantage of some of the tourist traps.

1880 Town caught our eye and we stopped for a stretch.

Oh, it felt as if we were at home. 

Tyler quickly felt welcomed when he realized the town values lined up with his.

And I got a job at the local portrait studio.

Everything was going swell until Tyler got the sudden urge for some Texas Hold'em.

Atticus McShiester took Tyler for everything we were worth (as newly weds, that wasn't much).  Tyler swore he must have cheated!

When Tyler tried to "convince Old Atty McShiester the error of his ways," the local sheriff threw him into jail for vandalism, disorderly conduct, and assault!

I came up with a brilliant scheme and busted Tyler out of jail.  There was one major flaw in the plan though: I didn't account for the fact that the Deputy would be a faster runner than I was...  Tyler got away and I was thrown in the cell!

(Don't worry.  I managed to dig a tunnel with nothing but a spoon and escape.)

I met up with Tyler at a chapel the next town over, where we both repented of our ways.

But when we went over to Wall Drug, and I made Tyler walk instead of ride the Jackalope with me,
he went back to his wild ways in a fit of rebellion!

It was a rainy, wet trip to Hot Springs.  But we decided to do some sight seeing anyway.  We meandered to the great mountain:  Mount Rushmore:

Isn't it beautiful?

It seemed that to get back at us for robbing him blind (oh, did I not mention that?), Old Atticus McShiester decided to steal the entire Mount Rushmore!  We, along with many Japanese tourists, were extremely disappointed.

For one last adventure before we went home, we decided to go through the beautiful Black Hills and hunt for prairie dogs (who had the black plague).  According to our talking mustang, feeding the prairie dogs can kill them!  We thought it a sense of duty to feed and destroy these creatures.  And the threat of our demise was thrilling! 

(no prairie dogs were fed, or killed during this trip.  And we did not contract the black plague.)

Still healthy and fully alive, we hopped on the ol' Mustang and headed back east, killing each other's cows all along the way.

Hope you enjoyed the photos!