Food, Friends, Fun, and conFabulation

This is our last week of relative quiet before the Summer season officially begins. I don't think I'll be doing much art making this week, but that doesn't mean I won't be creative. There's still the matter of a bed for the guest room which needs to be built, so that's on the top of my agenda. It's been started, it just needs to be finished. I'll post photos of that later.

Dave gestures wildly while Janice (aka Janita) gazes at the cake

Last night we went over to Sue & Darwin's for "fat burgers" and fun. Sue & "D" whipped up the burgers and chips, Janice made her famous pasta salad, and I provided the cold cucumber soup. Brewskies & wine flowed, tea steeped, coffee brewed, and we had a roaring good time. Andres made a HUGE pistachio cake, and we celebrated Dave's birthday (somewhat belatedly, since he was in CA for the last gathering down at "Casa Jandres"). Dave expounded on the virtues of cake height & density, while we all looked on; our mouths watering in anticipation . . .

Andy, aka "The Cake Man" waits patiently for a taste of his new recipe, while Darwin and Sue appreciate Dave's cake-cutting expertise

Dave carefully measured the cake and began cutting identically-sized pieces, and still we all looked on in anticipation . . . and growing hunger . . .

Spirits lift as Dave finishes cutting his cake: Darwin smiles for the camera

After dessert, we sat around talking about tofu, tofurkey, the bubonic plague, the best museums in Albuquerque and Santa Fe, free museums in America v. free museums in developing countries, why the Smithsonian museums should be spread out across the U.S., building cabins in remote areas, possible dinosaur fossils in a nearby arroyo, paleontology, geology . . .

A gorgeous piece of curved juniper wood that Darwin found on one of his hikes. I'm coveting this!

. . . potty training dogs, dogs who like stinky stuff, knocking on the front door v. knocking on the back door, uses for gravel, sealing hornos, thieves with broken toes, the best Indian restaurants in Abluquerque/Santa Fe/Boulder/London/and various parts of Africa, cow skulls and bones: where they are and what to do with them, heart rate monitors, book recommendations, foriegn films, depressing films that are worth watching, bad films . . .

Frida and Romy say "good night"

. . . pregnant domestic rabbits who show up on your doorstep, jackrabbits as big as big dogs, hummingbirds, hummingbirds who get their beaks stuck in screen doors, how we get shorter as we get older, how womens' hair thins as they age, why young women don't have thin hair (their babies need something to hang onto), "Lucy's" remains in Africa, evolution, picking up hitchhikers, animal rescue, lights on timers, how dog pee kills grass, training dogs to pee on trees, turning a full deer skeleton into a coat rack, where to get 3 identical (and good looking) trellises, what's growing in everyone's garden, making masks, and the need for hybrid cars that are made for tall people.

A symmetrical cloud at sunset

We had a good time; arrived home feeling tired and "full as tics." I read that new (well, new to me) Amy Tan novel for a while before turning out the lights. It's really good!!! And one of the main characters, Kwan, reminds me so much of a woman, Julia Lo, that I used to work with (aside from seeing the "Yin people," that is). Julia, if you're out there, please know that I've been thinking about you! :)

Shannon arrives in just 7 days! Woo-hoo! She'll be here for 2 weeks. I can't wait! Guess I'd better go finish that bed so she'll have a place to sleep!

Crime on the Mesa

So often we believe that bad things only happen to other people, in other places. Living out in the country, we feel insulated from crime. But recently something very disturbing happened just down the road from us, at our good friends' (Sue and Darwin's) home.

They were gnomed. That's right. It happened right here in our little community.

Sue and Darwin came home to find this gnome sitting atop their horno; and the lack of surface dust, combined with fresh prints in the dirt indicated that the crime had recently occurred. Neighbors, when questioned, scratched their heads and all agreed that no "strange" visitors had been seen in the area. But, as is so often seen in the news lately, the "Deranged Gnomer," as the culprit has come to be known, had the unmitigated gall to document their handiwork.

Imagine our shock, dismay, and shame when we learned that it was our own little Frida. Where did we go wrong?

Sue and Darwin have always treated her like a daughter, so they were understandably hurt and upset when they learned of the Deranged Gnomer's identity.


We didn't see this coming. She's always been the perfect little dog. Why she would want to gnome such good and decent people is beyond us. We're looking into family counseling, and we're keeping her on a tight leash.

We'd like to use this public forum to offer our most sincere apologies to Darwin and Sue. I know that we can't take the gnome incident back, but I hope that we'll be able to find closure, and then move on.

606 Days Until the BIG PARTY!!!