The first time I saw Albuquerque was during winter break of my senior year of college. My 3 year old son and I drove east from California in an aging pickup truck to check out the University of New Mexico and Albuquerque as a possible place to spend a few years while I attended graduate school.
From my backyard I can see several multi-story buildings downtown, including the new Anasazi condominiums. From my front porch, it is easy to forget they are there. It is not that I have the luxury of a front porch view that overlooks the Rio Grande bosque or the Sandia skyline - I’m in the middle of Barelas, looking out on a street… Continue
My best friend Diana called from Arizona last night, wanting to give my daughter a new outfit for her first day of high school. As a veteran mother of two daughters who have successfully navigated (and completed) the murky waters of high school, her advice is worth its weight in gold.
Instead of walking to the Downtown Grower's market, I harvested grapes and plums from the backyard this morning. Yum!
The last time I held a yard sale was almost exactly 19 years ago. I was 3 weeks away from giving birth to my firstborn, and had felt the nesting (and purging) instinct with a vengeance. We made enough money to buy items for the baby’s layette and an expensive silk lampshade for a family heirloom antique lamp that I had foolishly decided should go in the nursery. (What was I… Continue
Ever since Adelita posted this, my family has been on a mission to find image # 2. Tonight, my son and I decided to hunt down the Happy Face. First, we fortified ourselves with fuel here.