I Wanna…Blog Some

I survived the plane ride to Albuquerque.  It was a bit rough and I did have to hold someone’s hands to calm nerves twice.  I didn’t have time for my usual liquid courage (margarita and/or shot of tequila), and it didn’t help when the faceless voice told all of us that because of the turbulance there might not be any beverage service.  Great.  One of the times I needed hand holding was when the plane seemed to be going down…slowly, but sitill down.  Well, that was the descent into Albq. so I was able to stop panicing a little.  Then the nice man next to me started talking to me and that kept my mind off my paranoia.  My neighbor noticed I was practing reading things off big note cards.  He asked if I was giving some kind of lecture.  I told him I was performing a wedding ceremony and we started talking about his son’s wedding.  All nice stuff.  And all very distracting.  And I ended up avoiding the usual, "if I survive this I promise to be a beter person" crap.

Once in Albq. we ate the yummiest foods, got together with great relatives, performed a wedding ceremony (!!!–my first-!!!), heard a near gun fight out side of our hotel window, and helped one of our kids perfect the skill of getting to the toilet to puke.  It was a great experience.  We had even more fun visiting Las Vegas, New Mexico (the Other Las Vegas). More on that later. 

Glad to be home now.  School’s out.  Swim lessons begin.  Arizona road trip to plan!

A little music for the occasion:  Point Me In The Direction

The Wedding.