Saturday, May 28, 2011
I Took A Walk
On Thursday I had a dental appointment (my 4th of 5 planned) and also needed to drop the truck off at a reputable shop to fix the A/C system. While walking from the repair shop to the dentist was a little awkward in a few places and required much caution to cross a few lanes of traffic, it was well worth the effort. I always enjoy exploring on foot and gaining a perspective I wouldn't normally have from inside a car or taxi or bus. I ended up walking the 20 minutes to the dentist and back to the shop and then another few miles toward the center of Querétaro. Here are a few of the more interesting scenes I came across.
Scenes From Our "Mexican Autobahn"
I posted these on my Facebook wall but thought they'd be interesting for the blog too. We drive one of the most dangerous stretches of highway in all of Mexico each week. I call it the "Mexican Autobahn" because over time one will see speeds from 0 to over 115 mph on the same lanes. It's outright scary sometimes! We pray for safety in our travels and it's not just a cliché.
Sometimes vehicles, like this box truck, will park on the shoulder of the "Mexican Authobahn." Thus, it can be dangerous to use the shoulder as an acceleration/deceleration lane. There are few such lanes throughout and traffic, pedestrians, animals, and cargo often are located on the shoulder. Be careful! Certainly be more careful than this driver was. Again, this is a stretch of highway we usually drive each week.
They said the instantly-deceased driver of this Nissan Tilda was doing over 180km/h (i.e. 112 mph+) when he lost control on the highway. I drove this same stretch of highway yesterday, but fortunately, I drove it before and then well after this wreck. The specs on the Nissan Tilda say its top speed is 186 km/h. This guy was red-lining on the highway that is always filled with traffic. Suicidal? He hit one of those trees they have in the center of the "Mexican Autobahn." The trees do tend to stop these cars from going too far through the median. Wow.
Sometimes vehicles, like this box truck, will park on the shoulder of the "Mexican Authobahn." Thus, it can be dangerous to use the shoulder as an acceleration/deceleration lane. There are few such lanes throughout and traffic, pedestrians, animals, and cargo often are located on the shoulder. Be careful! Certainly be more careful than this driver was. Again, this is a stretch of highway we usually drive each week.
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
Learn From the Ant (WARNING: Do NOT imagine you have an itch while reading this post.)
Yesterday, I heard someone spraying the Raid bug spray inside the "pink bathroom." That's not unusual these days. During the ongoing drought here, we're finding large cockroaches arriving almost daily coming up our sink and shower drains. Just one of these things you have to deal with this time of year.
Fast forward.
Last night, I came home from an extended Bible study at midnight and after catching up on correspondence and some reading, I headed to the dimly lit pink bathroom and happened to notice that there was some unusual movement in the corner of the room. I flipped on the light switch and discovered ants all around the back of the toilet and crawling up the wall.
I grabbed the can of Raid and started blasting them when something else came into view. It made my skin crawl. There was a think layer of these small red ants complete with eggs in between the folds of the hand towels on the shelf above the toilet. So, I let them have a good dose of Raid too. By this point, I was ready to just get to bed and try not to think itchy thoughts.
This morning I told Beth about the situation from the late night, ant invasion and we checked it out. Dead ants. Lots of dead ants. We removed the towels and Beth began looking for something under the sink. There are two long shelves under the sink with almost sliding wooden doors. After a few moments she says, "There's a lot of dead ants under here too!" Hmmm...I hadn't sprayed under there. Then I remembered that Cameron must have been spraying them the day before.
So, I found Cameron and asked him if he had sprayed in the pink bathroom on Tuesday and if so, what was he spraying. Yes, it was he who had sprayed, but he says he didn't see any ants. He was after three cockroaches that had taken cover somewhere underneath the sink. I know he had sprayed quite a bit.
So, then I realized that in his efforts to spray the cockroaches, he had unwittingly and unknowingly upset the large nest of red ants that we had no clue were even under the sink. Beth began pulling things out and I decided to go ahead with my morning shower.
After a few moments with the water running in the shower, I noticed something moving on the shower knob. Ants! More ants! I couldn't believe it. So, I quickly removed the hanging wash cloth and grabbed the Raid. I began spraying and spraying again. Ants were falling in globs from inside the shower knob! Man...this is creepy!
I finally began using a container and filling it with hot water to douse the shower knobs. After a few minutes the globs of ants slowed to just a few. I went and grabbed a couple of slotted screwdrivers. I pried the plate from the wall to expose the hole behind. More ants. I sprayed some more and threw some water in for good measure. Don't tell the landlord.
Finally, no more ants.
Beth removed everything from under the sink and got the shop-vac directed toward the mess. Uh-oh. The wall still has ants in it. More Raid. We noted that the ants seemed to have eaten the masonry. Wow. At least, we were finally done with the ants!
Not so fast.
By this time I realized that the ants were thirsty. That's why they were coming into the bathroom. It has been dry here for a very long time. The drought has persisted for I don't know how many months. It's normal to have dry season, but when it stays dry for too long, the lakes and ponds dry up and the water begins to disappear from not just the surface, but from the water service. Two of our teammates have been either completely without water for the past 5 or 6 days or with just a few hours of water delivery during those days.
I hadn't really done a complete job of checking out the toilet area. So, I started looking around the top of the toilet tank and moving the books and stuff there and sure enough, more ants! I took the top of the tank and the ants were hiding against the wall, on the lid to the tank, under the lid and even inside the porcelain lid because there were two holes in it. Many ants had gone inside to take refuge. Even more ants were drowned in the water inside the tank!
Whew! After getting rid of all of those ants, it was a relief to have them all gone.
Until...
Dayton was ready for his evening shower and yelled that there were ants in the shower! I told him they were dead. He pointed out that dead ants don't walk. Good point. OK...they're not dead. Sure enough, there was what I hope a final outpost under the track of the shower door! I worked on killing those for about 20 minutes by pouring hot water over the track, and I THINK, I HOPE, I PRAY that we've finally seen the last of them.
Somehow, I suspect there are still some more ants in the walls. I hope it rains soon so the ants can have something to drink out there, and maybe they will be happy to stay in the great outdoors.
In the meantime, I will remember the Proverb that tells us to learn from the ant. I already know the lesson that these ants are teaching:
Fast forward.
Last night, I came home from an extended Bible study at midnight and after catching up on correspondence and some reading, I headed to the dimly lit pink bathroom and happened to notice that there was some unusual movement in the corner of the room. I flipped on the light switch and discovered ants all around the back of the toilet and crawling up the wall.
I grabbed the can of Raid and started blasting them when something else came into view. It made my skin crawl. There was a think layer of these small red ants complete with eggs in between the folds of the hand towels on the shelf above the toilet. So, I let them have a good dose of Raid too. By this point, I was ready to just get to bed and try not to think itchy thoughts.
This morning I told Beth about the situation from the late night, ant invasion and we checked it out. Dead ants. Lots of dead ants. We removed the towels and Beth began looking for something under the sink. There are two long shelves under the sink with almost sliding wooden doors. After a few moments she says, "There's a lot of dead ants under here too!" Hmmm...I hadn't sprayed under there. Then I remembered that Cameron must have been spraying them the day before.
So, I found Cameron and asked him if he had sprayed in the pink bathroom on Tuesday and if so, what was he spraying. Yes, it was he who had sprayed, but he says he didn't see any ants. He was after three cockroaches that had taken cover somewhere underneath the sink. I know he had sprayed quite a bit.
So, then I realized that in his efforts to spray the cockroaches, he had unwittingly and unknowingly upset the large nest of red ants that we had no clue were even under the sink. Beth began pulling things out and I decided to go ahead with my morning shower.
After a few moments with the water running in the shower, I noticed something moving on the shower knob. Ants! More ants! I couldn't believe it. So, I quickly removed the hanging wash cloth and grabbed the Raid. I began spraying and spraying again. Ants were falling in globs from inside the shower knob! Man...this is creepy!
I finally began using a container and filling it with hot water to douse the shower knobs. After a few minutes the globs of ants slowed to just a few. I went and grabbed a couple of slotted screwdrivers. I pried the plate from the wall to expose the hole behind. More ants. I sprayed some more and threw some water in for good measure. Don't tell the landlord.
Finally, no more ants.
Beth removed everything from under the sink and got the shop-vac directed toward the mess. Uh-oh. The wall still has ants in it. More Raid. We noted that the ants seemed to have eaten the masonry. Wow. At least, we were finally done with the ants!
Not so fast.
By this time I realized that the ants were thirsty. That's why they were coming into the bathroom. It has been dry here for a very long time. The drought has persisted for I don't know how many months. It's normal to have dry season, but when it stays dry for too long, the lakes and ponds dry up and the water begins to disappear from not just the surface, but from the water service. Two of our teammates have been either completely without water for the past 5 or 6 days or with just a few hours of water delivery during those days.
I hadn't really done a complete job of checking out the toilet area. So, I started looking around the top of the toilet tank and moving the books and stuff there and sure enough, more ants! I took the top of the tank and the ants were hiding against the wall, on the lid to the tank, under the lid and even inside the porcelain lid because there were two holes in it. Many ants had gone inside to take refuge. Even more ants were drowned in the water inside the tank!
Whew! After getting rid of all of those ants, it was a relief to have them all gone.
Until...
Dayton was ready for his evening shower and yelled that there were ants in the shower! I told him they were dead. He pointed out that dead ants don't walk. Good point. OK...they're not dead. Sure enough, there was what I hope a final outpost under the track of the shower door! I worked on killing those for about 20 minutes by pouring hot water over the track, and I THINK, I HOPE, I PRAY that we've finally seen the last of them.
Somehow, I suspect there are still some more ants in the walls. I hope it rains soon so the ants can have something to drink out there, and maybe they will be happy to stay in the great outdoors.
In the meantime, I will remember the Proverb that tells us to learn from the ant. I already know the lesson that these ants are teaching:
The water in the bathroom can kill you. Don't drink it.
Monday, May 23, 2011
Florida and Back
Sorry for the silent blog lately. Our trip to FL the 12th to the 20th kept us occupied. The travel and the visits went very well. Dad is doing better. Mom mentioned several times how he is eating better and was more active and talkative during our short visits throughout the week than he'd been for several months. We also enjoyed visits with both of my sisters and three of my nieces. What a treat!
We tried to fit in as many yummy treats as possible too...ice cream and hamburgers seemed to be high on the list. I have to admit Five Guys makes a tasty burger. We spent several nights on the beach but mostly because it was the same price as staying anywhere else. We didn't get to walk on the beach but twice, but I know I thoroughly enjoyed the walks. While I'm not much for the water, I love the sound of the waves, the breeze, the smell of the ocean, and hunting for shells and anything unusual. Very relaxing.
When with my folks, we got so busy with things I forgot to even take any pics with them. I did take a shot of my oldest sister with Mom. That will have to do!
Seeing the Space Shuttle Endeavor launch right from our balcony (about 50 miles away from the launch) was a small highlight. We splurged and took the boys to Wet 'n Wild in Orlando on our last day which everyone enjoyed, especially the boys. Glad we could fit that in. We also found some much-needed shoes and clothes for these two sprouts. Always hard to anticipate what the next size up in shoes will be for Cameron. I think we did take a stab at size 11 after much debate.
We arrived back Friday night and jumped back into the thick of things. I taught a new ESL class on Saturday (which I had to prep for Saturday morning!), a 4 1/2 hour translation job with Jason, and then prep for our Sunday morning Bible study & fellowship! We had everyone stay for lunch and enjoyed sharing a meal of tinga on tostadas (or flour tortillas in my case). Delicious! I think all 17 of us were full of both food and friendship.
The 9 kids with Beth in Sunday school seemed to have enjoyed their class and craft given the adults never heard from them throughout our 2 hour session (that's never happened before!), and the 6 remaining adults considered the important points of Romans 14. (kid #10 took her normal port-a-crib nap)
Here are a few pics from our trip:
(*the only reason I got this shot of Cameron was I finally told him the camera was broken. OK, I confess...I lied. hee-hee!)
We tried to fit in as many yummy treats as possible too...ice cream and hamburgers seemed to be high on the list. I have to admit Five Guys makes a tasty burger. We spent several nights on the beach but mostly because it was the same price as staying anywhere else. We didn't get to walk on the beach but twice, but I know I thoroughly enjoyed the walks. While I'm not much for the water, I love the sound of the waves, the breeze, the smell of the ocean, and hunting for shells and anything unusual. Very relaxing.
When with my folks, we got so busy with things I forgot to even take any pics with them. I did take a shot of my oldest sister with Mom. That will have to do!
Seeing the Space Shuttle Endeavor launch right from our balcony (about 50 miles away from the launch) was a small highlight. We splurged and took the boys to Wet 'n Wild in Orlando on our last day which everyone enjoyed, especially the boys. Glad we could fit that in. We also found some much-needed shoes and clothes for these two sprouts. Always hard to anticipate what the next size up in shoes will be for Cameron. I think we did take a stab at size 11 after much debate.
We arrived back Friday night and jumped back into the thick of things. I taught a new ESL class on Saturday (which I had to prep for Saturday morning!), a 4 1/2 hour translation job with Jason, and then prep for our Sunday morning Bible study & fellowship! We had everyone stay for lunch and enjoyed sharing a meal of tinga on tostadas (or flour tortillas in my case). Delicious! I think all 17 of us were full of both food and friendship.
The 9 kids with Beth in Sunday school seemed to have enjoyed their class and craft given the adults never heard from them throughout our 2 hour session (that's never happened before!), and the 6 remaining adults considered the important points of Romans 14. (kid #10 took her normal port-a-crib nap)
Here are a few pics from our trip:
"For the eyes of the LORD run to and fro throughout the whole earth, to show Himself strong on behalf of those whose heart is loyal to Him."
2 Chronicles 16:9
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
A Special Trip
As you might know, my (Alan's) dad has not been in the best health the past few months. He suffered a near fatal heart attack on Christmas Day and another heart event in March. He is home, uses a wheel chair and hospital bed and I guess you could say he's just hanging in there. He's been relatively stable the past few weeks. It's required a lot of changes at home and Mom has to deal with a lot of new responsibilities and has to have extra help. They can't afford nursing care and so they pay friends and relatives a little to come and help with lifting and such as needed.
While I saw them last October, Bethie and the boys haven't seen them since our last time through Florida in late August 2009. After much thought and prayer, I decided we should all visit them as a family again. We plan to do this at Thanksgiving this year, but given how the past few months have gone, there is a feeling of urgency to see my folks sooner than late November.
So, we've planned out a short trip from May 12 to 20 and we'll fly from Mexico City to Orlando, rent a car, and stay mostly in area hotels since we really don't have many options for accommodations. We'll manage to get some beach time around our family visits. Dad can't handle a lot of guests for too many hours on any given day. We'll space out shorter visits throughout our week.
It will be a special time for us and we trust an opportunity to make a few lasting memories, especially for the boys. They haven't seen their FL grandparents very many times. We'll also see my two sisters and their families and so we'll have added family value to the trip. Given the boys are growing like weeds and Cameron is finding that men's size 10 shoes are starting to get tight (he's only 12!), we desperately need to get some clothing shopping done. Stay away from the Kohl's clearance racks if you're in central FL...you might get run over by some frantic shoppers who speak Spanglish in public places. Ha-ha...I suppose that could be just about anyone, anywhere these days, but we'll join them for sure!
We'll appreciate your prayers for our travels. The boys have never flown before. They're a little nervous about it. I'm not a huge fan of flying either but I'll try to tell them how fun it is...if I can come up with anything. :-)
Thanks!
While I saw them last October, Bethie and the boys haven't seen them since our last time through Florida in late August 2009. After much thought and prayer, I decided we should all visit them as a family again. We plan to do this at Thanksgiving this year, but given how the past few months have gone, there is a feeling of urgency to see my folks sooner than late November.
So, we've planned out a short trip from May 12 to 20 and we'll fly from Mexico City to Orlando, rent a car, and stay mostly in area hotels since we really don't have many options for accommodations. We'll manage to get some beach time around our family visits. Dad can't handle a lot of guests for too many hours on any given day. We'll space out shorter visits throughout our week.
It will be a special time for us and we trust an opportunity to make a few lasting memories, especially for the boys. They haven't seen their FL grandparents very many times. We'll also see my two sisters and their families and so we'll have added family value to the trip. Given the boys are growing like weeds and Cameron is finding that men's size 10 shoes are starting to get tight (he's only 12!), we desperately need to get some clothing shopping done. Stay away from the Kohl's clearance racks if you're in central FL...you might get run over by some frantic shoppers who speak Spanglish in public places. Ha-ha...I suppose that could be just about anyone, anywhere these days, but we'll join them for sure!
We'll appreciate your prayers for our travels. The boys have never flown before. They're a little nervous about it. I'm not a huge fan of flying either but I'll try to tell them how fun it is...if I can come up with anything. :-)
Thanks!
FINALLY! REAL TACOS IN MEXICO!
Found these at a supermarket in Querétaro (we just want to know who would possibly eat these here?)
¡LOL!
¡LOL!
Sunday, May 08, 2011
La Boda (The Wedding)
The seating was crowded and Cameron was near the front, so Bethie gave him the camera and told him to take as many pictures as he could. He did. Below are 22 photos from the wedding.
First, I should mention a few details. Like, whose wedding was it? Julio is the son of Ivonne. Ivonne is the best friend of Bethie's mother. Ivonne also is the owner/operator of the local literature ministry, La Jornada Espiritual.
Julio is tall. Very tall. He seems like a giant. He's a gentle giant. Julio took on a car wash business a couple months ago. He is working hard at it. He doesn't make much doing it, but hopefully he'll be able to provide for his new family through it. He loves to play basketball. You might notice his wedding shoes were a brand new pair of size 15 high tops. He has a terrible time finding size 15 anythings. I can't find size 11 shoes here so I know he has a tough time locating size 15! Of course, I imagine it was practical to buy shoes he can actually use after the wedding!
His bride is Talia. She's from Puebla and now she's from San Juan del Rio. I really don't know anything more about her.
Most Saturdays I work with Jason from around 5 p.m. to 9 to 10 p.m. doing translation work for a church in Iowa that needs their sermons translated for their Spanish-speakers on Sunday mornings. With a translation project lined up for today, I didn't get to attend the wedding. If you know me, this was not a great sorrow. Weddings and dressing up aren't my favorite things to do.
This wedding was slated for 1 p.m. so I knew there would be no way I could attend and still get the translation work done. I was correct. It started promptly at 3 p.m. when the bride and groom arrived with their families. It promptly began with some formalities and then a one-hour sermon. At 4:15 p.m. the recognizable parts of the ceremony began and somewhere around 5:30 p.m. is when I think it sort of moved toward the meal. The cake showed up around 7 p.m. as I recall Bethie telling me. Beth, the boys and Beth's mom probably left a little early and got home around 8 p.m. Seven and a half hours for a wedding sounds about right for Mexico.
If I come up with some more necessary details, anecdotes to share, or corrections to make, I'll post them later.
However, without further delay...
drum roll please...
I present to you...
....a Mexican wedding through the camera lens of a twelve-year old boy:
This is the part where the groom claims he's looking for the bride's lost contact lens. (oh wait...that was last week) This is now the part where the groom and the bride demonstrate a party game involving a toothpick (mysteriously lost) and a life-saver.
This is the part where after 3 hours of sitting on metal chairs, the bride claims she is unable to walk and describes the sensation in her feet as "feeling like pins and needles." The groom thinks she's kidding, but he's willing to carry her as long as it leads to the meal, the cake, and another round of "toothpick and life-saver relay."
This is the part where Cameron takes a photo of a lovely young couple...we once gave them their wedding rings (seriously!). There are a few different elements to a Mexican wedding. The "padrinos de los anillos" purchase and give the couple their rings and present them during the ceremony. We were honored to have that part in this couple's wedding a couple years ago. Glad to see they're still smiling!
Well, there you have it. Just the way it happened...more or less. Since I wasn't there I took the liberty of guessing at what was happening. I suppose you've been to enough weddings to figure it out, but just in case you have any doubts, I'm sure my comments are pretty close to accurate. At any rate, I imagine by this point the groom is thinking this marriage thing is a slam-dunk...and he's got the shoes to prove it.
First, I should mention a few details. Like, whose wedding was it? Julio is the son of Ivonne. Ivonne is the best friend of Bethie's mother. Ivonne also is the owner/operator of the local literature ministry, La Jornada Espiritual.
Julio is tall. Very tall. He seems like a giant. He's a gentle giant. Julio took on a car wash business a couple months ago. He is working hard at it. He doesn't make much doing it, but hopefully he'll be able to provide for his new family through it. He loves to play basketball. You might notice his wedding shoes were a brand new pair of size 15 high tops. He has a terrible time finding size 15 anythings. I can't find size 11 shoes here so I know he has a tough time locating size 15! Of course, I imagine it was practical to buy shoes he can actually use after the wedding!
His bride is Talia. She's from Puebla and now she's from San Juan del Rio. I really don't know anything more about her.
Most Saturdays I work with Jason from around 5 p.m. to 9 to 10 p.m. doing translation work for a church in Iowa that needs their sermons translated for their Spanish-speakers on Sunday mornings. With a translation project lined up for today, I didn't get to attend the wedding. If you know me, this was not a great sorrow. Weddings and dressing up aren't my favorite things to do.
This wedding was slated for 1 p.m. so I knew there would be no way I could attend and still get the translation work done. I was correct. It started promptly at 3 p.m. when the bride and groom arrived with their families. It promptly began with some formalities and then a one-hour sermon. At 4:15 p.m. the recognizable parts of the ceremony began and somewhere around 5:30 p.m. is when I think it sort of moved toward the meal. The cake showed up around 7 p.m. as I recall Bethie telling me. Beth, the boys and Beth's mom probably left a little early and got home around 8 p.m. Seven and a half hours for a wedding sounds about right for Mexico.
If I come up with some more necessary details, anecdotes to share, or corrections to make, I'll post them later.
However, without further delay...
drum roll please...
I present to you...
....a Mexican wedding through the camera lens of a twelve-year old boy:
This is the part where the bride is escorted onto the scene by her dad.
This is the part where...oh...it's still the part with the dad and the bride entering the scene.
This is the part where the dad reluctantly brings his daughter to the groom with a few solemn words and sharp looks with piercing eyes that could divide asunder body and soul. The groom acknowledges that his life is on the line and nods to indicate that he understands the seriousness of marriage.
This is the part where the groom and the bride settle in for a long couple hours of wedding service. They look good, the flowers are still in good shape, and smiles are still beaming despite the chairs which aren't too uncomfortable yet, but they will become weary friends in a couple of hours (the chairs, that is).
This is the part where the 12 year-old boy is having trouble focusing...on the ceremony.
This is the part where someone is praying while the couple stands and hold hands and tries to remember what comes next.
This is the part of the ceremony where someone brings a rope called a lasso and throws it around the couple and then hog ties them and takes them for a ride in the back of a dusty pick-up truck. Ha-ha...no, actually, this is the part where a double-lasso is placed around the couple in a symbolic gesture of both unity and of a sort of visible reminder to the groom that he ain't getting out of this marriage...ever.
(and that's the way it's supposed to be)
This is the part where the groom realizes what the lasso really means.
This is the part where the bride and groom take a break from the chairs and pray a lovely prayer for each other while practicing the appropriate posture for dealing with future marital "discussions." The groom is really the only one who needs to learn this posture, but the bride is a good sport and goes along with this for now. An already-married friend of Julio's shows him how this is done without pillows.
This is the part where someone points out that they don't think there ever was a toothpick or a life-saver.
This is the part where delicious carnitas, rice, and beans show up to provide sustenance for the rest of the ceremony until the cake should arrive.
This is the part where everyone poses with the bride and groom for a photo so as to remember their lives at this great event in which they spent a measurable portion of it together.
This is the part where my 9 year-old boy exults in the joys of boyhood and of a concluding wedding. (it's genetic, I guess)
This is the part where Cameron takes a photo of a couple of chicks at the wedding.
This is the part where the groom presents his bride to his mother. We're not allowed to show you any frames taken after this shot while the police investigation continues. Ha-ha...no, I'm sure they all get along well and Julio and Talia will be a great blessing to Ivonne.
This is the part where a bunch of little kids think they're going to get the first piece of cake.
This is the part where a bunch of little kids (and adults) re-think that idea and wonder if the cake will still be worth tasting. There is now a sort of rush to be the person who gets his or her piece of cake near the end of the cake distribution process...from the other side of the cake.
This is the part where the bride and groom claim they found a life-saver in the cake and are going for another relay round...again without toothpicks.
This is the part where the bride is unsure of whether she has just found a piece of a coconut life-saver or Julio's missing dental implant.
Well, there you have it. Just the way it happened...more or less. Since I wasn't there I took the liberty of guessing at what was happening. I suppose you've been to enough weddings to figure it out, but just in case you have any doubts, I'm sure my comments are pretty close to accurate. At any rate, I imagine by this point the groom is thinking this marriage thing is a slam-dunk...and he's got the shoes to prove it.
Congratulations to Julio and Talia...may God bless your marriage with laughter and much joy!
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