Band-aides and Bug Spray

     Still in Albuquerque, NM.      Still 80 degrees.      5am . 








     "Those roads provided breath-taking views. There's something special about an empty road going on and on and on to the horizon where the sun burns the world away into a dancing, shimmering heat haze that reflects the crystal blue sky, literally blurring the line between heaven and earth."

~Dave Gorman

     Alright, first step is accomplished. I got off of work. Second step is to finish the cleaning that I started 3 days ago. We all know, "You can't play until you're chores are finished!" I have a long way to go. I had farewell hugs, and a bon voyage beer, so now it is time to get down to business. As the packing and cleaning commences, friends show up with cocktails and extra hands. I love my friends. 

        Weather reports threaten rains, friends' first-hand accounts promise them. I am quite looking forward to the rain. Albuquerque doesn't get nearly enough, and it will be nice to remember what a puddle is. I should take extra socks. 

     The first leg of this journey should prove to be quite interesting. You see, I have a crazy cat. This gato is literally loco. She fights with her own tail. Terribly. She has been diagnosed with OCD and Anxiety. She comes complete with a Prozac prescription. She is nuts. Apartment living can do that to you. You can't lock up a skilled huntress and expect her to not go stir-crazy. Luckily, I have a mountain friend who is willing to take Miss Crazy. She will have marmots to chase, and milk from the kitchen, and mice in the barn. Its really a dream come true for her, and getting life back for me. The only catch to this seemingly perfect plan is that I must take her to the mountains. A 6 hour drive with a basset and a crazy cat. Wish me luck. 
     Breakfast burrito and a latte? Check. A basset and a book? check. Band-aides and bug spray? Check. 




     See you at the hot spring!!