This past weekend The kids and I spent 4 days in
Las Cruces. We picked up Elisa at the airport in El
Paso and we were so excited to see her. She loves to spoil the kids, and I love to laugh and joke with her like we were kids again.
There wasn't much time for fun, as we were busy helping mom and dad get ready for the move. On Saturday we had the most exhausting garage sale I've ever been part of. It was bittersweet for mom and dad both; they were able to make a little money to help with the move, but parting with some of their treasures was hard.
We enjoyed eating at some of our favorites before we left, knowing that this would be the last time. (sniff, sniff)
On the way home, we had a blowout just outside of Van Horn, Texas. With no road-side assistance for 90 miles, I decided to change the tire on my own. No small task considering we drive a 4 wheel drive Chevy Suburban! It was hard, hot work in the 95 degree heat, and I quickly lost all femininity. Just as I was
putting the new tire on, a truck with two men pulled up behind us. My first impression was "Oh great, we have just become a
plot line for
CSI!" Two
tattooed, grungy men jumped out and volunteered to tighten the lug nuts for me, to make sure it would be safe. As they worked, they told me they were mechanics from San Antonio on their way home from a job in El
Paso. One didn't speak English, but the other told me his name was Enrique. They finished their work and I shook their hands. I told them I wish I could give them something for their help, and Enrique said, "We were happy to have a break from driving, your blessing is all we need." Needless to say I was grateful, and a bit humbled. We arrived home safely to a very relieved Tod.
We are so happy to be home and get a rest from our vacation!