Hot sunny day in the mountains!

I know I know, it's been a long time. I'm busy now that I'm working! And internet access isn't always an easy thing for me. So where to start...

New Mexico. Of course, it had been 80 degrees and sunny for the trail dogs before I got there... so it's no surprise that it got cold and snowed two of the days I was down there. I was so excited, I packed shorts and tank tops and a skirt! Guess I jinxed myself thinking that it would stay nice and warm. Even better - right after I left, it got warm and sunny again. Nice, real nice. Logan and I had a great time anyway, and he was in doggy heaven running around off leash on forest service land. One day, Tim, Jeff, Logan and I went adventuring in the canyons off trail on Dept. of Energy lands (did I mention Los Alamos is where they invented the atom bomb??); one night, Tim and I went back to Spence hot springs. We hoped we'd have it to ourselves, but there were 5 Albuqueque rednecks, being loud and stupid and putting their cigarette butts out in the water. Who freaking does that?!?!?! It was pretty annoying but we did tune them out a little bit while we watched shooting stars and soaked in the hot springs.

Another day, we got access to the locked 4x4 road that goes through Bandelier and connects to other forest service roads. This time around, I got to drive my truck instead of Tim and his truck, and of course it had been beautiful and clear until we started out... then it started snowing and got foggy, so we couldn't see very far. The road wasn't that intense but it was still a lot of fun. We kept going south and didn't know if the key we had would open the gate at that end, since it wasn't in the Monument... if it didn't work, it would be over an hour drive back. Tim put the key in the lock, jiggled it, and his face lit up. Neither of us thought it would work, but it did! And we had no idea where we were at the other end, since it wasn't on the map. After some "scenic detouring", we figured out where we were and saw this little National Monument on the map nearby. Why not stop?? We didn't really know what to expect, but Kasha-Katuwe Tent Rocks National Monument was a pleasant surprise. We hiked the slot canyon and got great views of the unique rock formations of the area. Tim took tons of great photos and of course my camera died on me. We'll see if I ever get copies to post on here!

All in all, it was a fantastic week and I was bummed to leave!

So then, I started working 2 weeks ago. I'm a contruction kitten instead of a chainsaw kitten now! Since I've started, we've put up the metal studs on the outside walls and are almost done with the inside, and put up the big log trusses. Hopefully next week we will start with the roof. I'm learning tons but the guys all seem to like me on the crew and think I'm doing a great job. Haven't cut any fingers off at least! The weather had been pretty heinous lately while we've been working and I've gone home looking like a wet rat more than once. This weekend has been gorgeous though! Went for a little roadtrip with Logan down to Nederland and Central City so I could take the "Oh My God" road through the old mining areas. We'll just say that there was at least one old car wreckage still at the bottom of one of the slopes. :P

Tim got back last night. I don't usually gripe about relationships in this journal, but we'll just say it wasn't good. He had better things to do than talk to me, apparently. Oh well oh hell I suppose. So my song of the day is "Valentine" by the Old 97's:

"Heartbreak, old friend, goodbye it's me again.
Of late, I've had some thought of movin' in.
Of all the many ways a man will lose his home,
Well, there ain't none better than the girl who's movin' on.

True love, I knew some thought of, some thought of leavin' you.
Bad thoughts I had, when valentines were due.
Of all the many ways a man will break his heart,
Well there ain't none meaner than he pulls his own apart

CHORUS:
Valentine, the destroyer, Valentine, you belong
In the stars, where you are, always rollin' on.
Cried, I've cried till I couldn't carry on.
It's a lonely, lonely feelin' when your Valentine is wrong.
It's a lonely, lonely feelin' when your Valentine is wrong.

Of all the many things that you were countin' on,
Well, there ain't none better than the girl who's movin' on.
No, there ain't none better than the girl who's movin' on."

Time for a motorcycle ride!\

Oh, here's photos of our project; click on the photo to see a couple others.

From Spring 2007 -...