Earlier this month, M and I went on a week-long holiday to visit his family in southern New Mexico. Landing in Texas, I was thrilled to be off the plane and away from the tiny-footed passenger who spent two-plus hours line dancing on the back of my headrest. Oy!
Once we made it home from the airport the week was packed with activity. We enjoyed spending an afternoon at the local used book shop, drove around to see the pecan trees (while sipping on some sorely missed happy hour beverages from Sonic), and took a stroll through Old Mesilla to take some pictures. We held a huge picnic/barbecue at Dripping Springs to celebrate the 50th birthday of both M’s parents. M got to spend some time at the ranch (and on the 4-wheeler) with his Papa. We pet the family cows and visited the local feed shop (where I stuck out like a sore thumb). We cooked and baked and even managed to put together a desk for one of M’s sisters. A lot of time was spent with family, and even more time was spent watching the Olympics.
In true Kiki fashion, however, the trip was not without drama. Who else do you know that can have a tire blow-out (in the middle of nowhere, sun blazing, and a jack that has cracked), severe sunburn, food poisoning, and an allergy-inducing spider bite all in a period of about 12 hours? The sunburn had me looking like a leper for a few days but I’m starting to get used to my new skin tone. (I’ve gone from a whiter shade of pale to something more along the lines of eggshell.)
I didn’t realize how much I missed the clear blue skies, towering mountains, and the polite, mild-mannered locals. The visit was literally a breath of fresh air. (And I was breathing quite clearly thanks to all of the green chile we ate while we were there!)
Also in true Kiki fashion, I took 400-some photographs. Don’t worry, I won’t post them all.