Hannah's getting ready for our drive to New Mexico next week. Something about a three month old in skinny jeans and moccasins makes me want to sing songs by The Black Keys and grow a mustache.
I am excited-slash-nervous for the journey south. Is it weird that I've wanted to see the Madonna of the Trail for a while now? I'm hoping she can give me some tips on how to remove cactus spines from toddler toes and domesticate a coyote (or maybe a raven. . . that seems more hipster). We could use a pet around here.
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