Burritos and a Driver's License

Week 2 has officially started. This morning Jarrod and I left our two boys in the very capable and willing hands of my dear parents and headed to Albuquerque to start the ol' job-hunting process. First, Jarrod bought me a breakfast burrito from the burrito guy who has a stand across from his old work. WOWSA!! The best I've had maybe...ever?? The green chile sauce was so hot, but I couldn't stop eating it. Now THAT'S a good burrito!

Jarrod dropped me off at the MVD to get my license renewed (I know, I know. I never switched my Driv. License when in Kansas.) That was an experience. There had to be over 100 people with their "Take a Number" tickets, which were NOT called in any kind of order. My picture looks pathetic, but at least I'm legal now. The most insulting question of the day: "Are your height and weight current?". My response: "Close enough." Like I'm gonna reveal THAT! Pa-leez.

Jarrod began his job search. We'll continue on each day, like Jarrod said on his blog, "Praying with your legs".

OH, we also have our Anna Mary back! She actually got homesick the past couple of days and was sooo ready to see us. My, that feels good. *sigh*

Today's Confession: I've forgotton how to be a Big City Girl- Crossing the street took 10 minutes.

Dancin' Fools

Last night we had a dance in my parents' living room. Mom and Dad had gone to a fundraiser dinner that was supposed to be entertaining. but ended up being a real bummer. So after they got home, Mom said it was time to party; she turned on Alan Jackson, and the four of us danced to "Livin' on Love"!
Today's Confession: My parents are good dancers! And my hips are sore.

Skunks and Dogs

This morning has brought on a new experience: Cookie and Lexi (my parents' dog) chased Pepe Le Pew...and paid for it. I saw the whole thing and all the yelling in the world didn't deter them. That skunk ran in front of them, tail raised, until it disappereared and our dogs sheepishly walked back thoroughly coated in"Eau De Stink".

Jarrod and I changed into clothes we could throw away, put on rubber gloves, and scrubbed them down as best we could. Cookie had to be bathed in tomato juice (V-8...low sodium, I might add). ;)

They've been banished to the porch for the next few days.

Today's Confession: I'm really leaning towards buying a shotgun...for the skunks, not the dogs.

I'm Here Now

I'm here...finally. I will tell you that this blog is aptly named because I will have many confessions, and I do love coffee.
Firstly, my hubby, 3 kiddos, 1 dog and I just made the big and long-awaited move back to New Mexico 4 days ago. As I stated on Facebook, moving is probably one of the hardest, most stressful events one will ever experience, right up there with childbirth. My stress levels the last week were somewhere around 3 or 4 ka-billion, and I didn't even know it until Saturday afternoon when in the course of loading the moving van I found myself TRYING to throw up just so I could get on with the loading. ( I'm sure that's more than you wanted to know). I will say, however, that my dear friends who came to feed us and help me clean the house went above and beyond to finish up for me after they made me go to one of their homes to sleep for a while.
Sunday was "Travel Day". Really...I hope to NEVER have to do this again (unless it's from our next home to our new straw-bale home that I'm still determined to build before I'm old.). It was a fairly good, uneventful trip. I did watch Jarrod whip the U-Haul/trailer holding our van from the ditch a couple times, thanks to the high winds. I only screamed once.
We made it to my parents' house in Pojoaque (po-wah-keh) that night and slept great! Monday morning we all headed to Albuquerque to unload everything we own into a storage unit. You know, I'm starting to think that moving no longer becomes me, as I am usually the only female, and once again, the heat and stress ( and,dare I say, age?) took over. I spent the next hour puking and screaming from the pounding in my head(worse than my migraines, if that's possible). How do guys do it?!?
The last couple of days have been foggy. Jarrod and I already determined that this week we will spend recouping and gathering our thoughts before hitting the job scene. We're exhausted, outta sorts from the crazy pace we've kept up for the past couple of weeks, and need to help our kiddos get adjusted to this "in-between" stage. Bless my Dad and Mom for inviting us to invade their home for a few weeks! We're all adjusting to the organized chaos and lack of privacy. Yet spending time with each other is the reason we moved back. It's totally priceless!
So, today's confession: I'm missing my normal routine and my friends, but I'm letting it work through my system this week. I'll be fine...in fact, I'll be more than fine because I am not alone.