It's me again. Neil came home after two nights in the hospital and seems to be doing fine. At least he's the same old goofy guy we all love! He and Tom spent most of the week getting equipment cleaned, repaired & ready to go out in the desert for "The Hunt" on the 13th.
Duncan, Sandy & I stayed busy with shopping, lunching with an old friend, reading, playing Mexican Train and, of course, the mundane laundry thing. The guys took us to lunch a couple times and to a lovely Sunday Brunch at the Garden Cafe this morning. Since we got back we've been held prisoners in our rig because of a BAD sandstorm--gusts up to 45 mph. The wind has really been rocking us!
Our greatest entertainment has been little Max. He's such a clown. Sandy & Neil went out with friends one night & we were the "puppy sitters". Duncan ran with him around a couple of blocks. Later I walked him around the block. Tom got down on the floor & he (Max) ran like mad from the front to the back of the rig for about 20 minutes. Then another walk. Sandy said he was dead asleep about 15 minutes after they went inside. It was about an hour later for the 3 of us. We had such a good time--but then again--it doesn't take much to entertain us & make us laugh!
Until later,
Tee
Life is Good
PS--Here's a couple of photos from White Sands National Park and Las Cruces, NM
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