St. George = Satan's Dungeon

I was so excited to go to St. George this weekend because I had never been, and warm weather, swimming and shopping sounded like a hoot. Until I stepped out of the car.

Lauren: Holy cow it's hot outside!
Straton: It's 112 degrees!

2 Minutes Later

Lauren: Oh. MyGosh. Take me hoooome! I'm DYING!!!
Straton: I love it. I had to wear a suit all day in this kind of weather for two years. -I'm a big stud, I don't even sweat, get over it you big baby....yadda yadda yadda.-
Lauren: (wiping sweat from my head as I'm panting from an asthma attack) Find me A/C or I will destroy you!!!

I'm such a peach when I get in the heat. I blame it on a certain gene I get from a certain someone. -coughmomcough.-

All in all it was a good trip. When I was in an air conditioned place. Straton and some of his (male) family members went on a big overnight hike through the Zion Narrows while all the wives played and shopped. I kind of slacked on the picture taking, but I did get a few off Straton's phone.

P.S. I don't plan on going back to St. George unless it's winter.

{After a hard day of shopping and swimming}

{Playing outside with the dog, Hobie}