Why not have our wedding in the desert?

This Ben left and I asked of ourselves when we were engaged. Not until day one of the days leading up to the wedding, in setting up, did the question start getting answered. In the form of the scariest little cacti that are known for jumping. The answer was screamed out loud by poor best friend below showing the culprit lodged into her flip flop. They might be all smiles and laughs here in the picture, but let me tell you. Those little suckers hurt. I found out day two, when one lodged into my ankle, and I immediately felt like a jerk for teasing the best friend about being the princess who doesn't like the desert. There was this little faux river bed of rocks that had to be crossed to reach the reception area, and it was infested with these things. Then, beyond the little faux river bed was a huge red ant hill. Why not have a wedding in the desert? I asked myself again, imagining all the female guests in their strappy and dainty evening shoes... why not?!?!?!?

Fear not. The inn-keepers, who were a-m-a-z-i-n-g covered the ant hole. The other best friend's boyfriend led a thorough brigade in ridding all habitated areas of jumping cacti. [He even made a fancy gizmo with a rag attached to a stick that worked like velcro with gathering scary cactus bits.]

Lesson: why not have a wedding in the desert? The desert is a relatively harsh natural environment. [Oh, that's right!] Leave time and energy to deal with this! The only reported incident [that I heard about] was a small wood splinter in the hand of a 5 year old. Whew!


  1. I have never seen a jumping cacti but it sounds fun :) I am glad all was well! Thanks for sharing!

  2. I wouldn't have thought of those things either! I think I would have spent all my allotted worrying time on wondering if the weather would cooperate.
    Glad you guys managed to brave the cacti.