This weekend I ran across this blog and it has seriously occupied me for long periods of time ever since.
If you don't laugh at some of these and what this chick has written beneath the pictures, something is wrong with you.
However, since it was blazing hot outside and I found myself sweating in places I didn't know I could....it hardly felt like Munich or October.
The Addison Oktoberfest has an annual dachshund parade each year, but it is always on Sunday while we're at church and we never can attend and bring out our little schnitzel Tucker. :o( 
It totally made up for us not having tucker with us! It looks just like him....x100 in size of course! Matt loves dachshunds.
As we entered the Bier Garten, there wasn't much for 2 Mormons to enjoy except some fine yodeling and lovely oompa music. I only wish we had the money to buy me a derndl (I really wanted one of these when we went on vacation, but they were like 300 euro!) and Matt an alpine hat. We would have looked smashing if I do say so myself.
For our German dining pleasure, I ate a pretzel (which was nothing close to a true German bretzn, but once you've had the real thing, it's hard to have substitutes) and Matt had sausage, potatoes, kraut, and a kaiser roll. And for dessert? Strudel of course!
1966
Personally, I think this might be a good look for Matt! Now if we only had a yaught....
Ah perms! Why did they ever go out of style?
AC Slater had nothin' on my man!
God knew what he was doing when he made me a blonde.
The gold chain says it all.
I've never felt so ugly as when I looked at myself like this.
1994...a great year.

MMMM!
Monday afternoon we hopped in the car with our kites and Tucker and headed out to the lake to fly our kites.
Matt preparing his kite.
My Penguin kite.
Ta-da!
Matt's kite is a little cooler than my penguin.
Tucker decided after 5 minutes of being there that he was tired of being on the ground, tired of the heat, tired of being ignored, and tired of me giving my attention to my kite. Therefore he began jumping on me over and over again until I crashed my kite.
As you can see I gave in and spent the rest of our time at the park holding Tucker.
This is Tucker after being in the sun for 5 minutes.
We were all happy to get back in the car and use the A/C again.