No really, my mom left a pre-packaged bag of peeled hard boiled eggs in my fridge when she left. I can't put my finger on why it's so weird....but a zip-topped, vacuum sealed bag of prepared eggs is just not right.
Furthermore...what the hell is up with the sudden urge to have a baby in my belly and start making and eating cookies all the time that comes from hanging out with my family? OH God. Thankfully it was just 5 days---4 really--or else the subconscious, but incredibly penetrating brainwashing may have led me to do something really nutty....thankfully were no suitable men in my life during those crucial days and the following hangover period.....It reminds me of going to Catholic Youth Camp as a youngster and singing about Jesus and having so much fun in the name of the Lord, and then getting out and being like, WOAH, what the hell just happened? Phew, that was weird! aaaaaand I'm back! haha
But all in all, I would say it was a great trip! My parents and Costa Rican foreign exchange student brother, Beto, met me in Las Vegas (NM of course) on Monday to soak in the hot springs. Then we headed into Santa Fe to get my mother the only thing she had been thinking about during her 6hr drive: a frito pie. She was unhappy with the rendition she received, so we went to the Tesuque Village Market the following day to get her the frito pie of her dreams which she had eaten last fall.
On Tuesday we played around at Tent Rocks, an amazing and unique feast for the geology nerd, and I was very proud of my mom, who made it all the way to the top. We then devoured some pizza and listened to a bluegrass jam at the local pizza place. Weds the boys climbed Atalaya and I took my mom to do something that was a little more her style: shop. Thursday the big event seemed to be going to "The" Trader Joes, while I slept off my night shift. And on Friday morning I met them for breakfast at The Maven, where we feasted on huevos rancheros and migas and watched from our bakery window side table as they made the pastries for the day.
From their trip, I received the reminder of not being attached to any expectations or desires, of maintaining my own truth no matter how loudly another idea of truth is being expressed, and to just be with people and let the magic of the mingling of spirits unfold, instead of trying to control the situation by trying to make everyone happy. My family always likes to challenge me :)
At Backroad Pizza after an afternoon of hiking
In other news, I have learned that my car has a turbo engine, haha, and I only stall/peel out about once a day now :) I definitely have fahrvergnügen.
It may be the first day of spring, but we just got a couple more inches of snow...didn't I leave the midwest for such shenanigans?
Last shift, we had 2 babies basically at the same time, so thankfully 2 drs were in the house, because we only had 2 nurses (usually it's at least 2 nurses and a doc per delivery), and of course our other patients (2 postpartum moms and babes) had to (wo)man for themselves while we ran around like crazy until 8am. Always an interesting time in Española!
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