Visiting family on the farm, being allergic to the sheep,
making a quilt for my freezing NYC apartment out of fabric
I forgot I had here. Eating a ton of green chile (not chilie,
mind you. this is New Mexico) and a bit of the red as well.
Meeting up with all of my super healthy New Mexican friends.
It's been decided that Albuquerque is where I'd be healthiest
with all the organic local eating and super easy access to
outdoor recreation and low gym rates. New Orleans feeds my soul
and New York feeds my bank account (sometimes.)
A good friend of mine were talking the other day about what informs
our ideas of romantic love in terms of movies we saw between the
ages of 7 -10 years old. His was Stand By Me, which I have to say
is pretty darn endearing. For a while I could only remember watching
David Lynch's Blue Velvet before I remembered all the old Hollywood
movies like Roman Holiday and The Seven Year Itch as well as Disney's
Cinderella and Sleeping Beauty. Talk about a close call, never mind a
close call that explains a few things. Although Sleeping Beauty explains
why I constantly wait demurely to be approached by potential prince charmings.
Anyway, the pictures....
Near the family farm in Coolidge, New Mexico.
the sheep I've been allergic to since I can Remember.
The Bosque de Albuquerque along the Rio Grande.
Finally cured the craving for a Green Chile Cheeseburger.
A few times over.
Quilting like a bee.
Now awaiting Santa. Probably in NYC. Hopefully with a few other friends
who can't make it home for Christmas.
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I've only been out to NM once, but briefly, when I was oh, 12 or so.
It was like I'd gone to Mars, *so* different from here. I didn't know what to make of it.
My skin cleared up. My allergies too.
The place was clearly paradise.
Anyway, your pics make it seem even more so.
Btw, should you have the inclination and time when you're feeding your soul round abouts, feel free to give me a holler.
Hell, I'll even buy you a drink at St. Joe's.
You have a deal, Sir.
I can't really say what movie formed my notion of love. I'm guessing it's a combination of several things.
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