Travels

Terri wanted me to blog about my travels, so here I am, blogging.
Glen and I went to Ruidoso over the past weekend. We went up Saturday and came back Tuesday. I wish that I could say it was a relaxing weekend, but it really wasn't. It went too quickly for me to relax, and by the time I started to relax, it was Monday evening. Not to say that the trip wasn't fun, because it was, it just went by too quickly to be a real break from everything.
I kind of want that real break from everything right now.
BUT back to Ruidoso. It was beautiful. We got there and it started raining. Pine trees + Rain= win. IT SMELLED SO FREAKING GOOD. Glen and I walked around the cabin area that evening and spent some time swinging on this swing, and smelling the trees. I might have sang to one of them. Upwards Over the Mountain. really off key.
We stayed at Apache Village, had a one room cabin with a small bathroom crammed into the side. The room was about the size of our rooms back at carpenter wells...small, but cozy. There wasn't any air conditioning (OMG) not that we needed it, because it was COLD, so I kind of felt like we were in nature because of that.
That was about as far as nature went. Lately I've been feeling in a naturalistic mood. I want to go hiking, spend time outdoors, get away from the city. So, I thought it would be fun if for my birthday Glen and I went and did some hiking, stayed in a cabin, got away for awhile. Well...the forest was closed. The most hiking we did was around a golf course. It was funny, we brought a lot of water, hiking shoes, clothes for hiking, sun screen, backpacks, and we had that going around the golf course. We were extreme.
It was nice to talk though. I think that's what we spent the majority of our time doing. I'm trying really hard this summer to be okay with not doing something all the time. That got me the first few days, because we would eat at 5:30, and not really have anything to "do" in the evenings. But who cares? I wish I was okay with just playing scrabble and reading and getting to be in Ruidoso. I wish I could have appreciated that fact alone. Not in Lubbock anymore. Ruidoso with the frapping pine trees, and clearer air, and RAIN! But no, I was like do do do.
It went away by Monday.
But it was annoying.
What else? We drove up as far as we could to Sierra Blanca, because that mountain is frapping gorgeous. I will post a picture on here later. It was misty and cloudy around the top, so you couldn't see everything...except for all of the dead trees in the forest. They closed it down, btw, because there was an extreme fire danger in Ruidoso, and seeing all of the dead brown sticks interspaced with the live green ones... it was sad.

And we went to Saint Elenors on Sunday. Glen wanted to go because he knew that mass would be the same there as it would in Lubbock. I never really appreciated that until this trip. I LOVE that about the Catholic church. I used to hate how mass was the same every weekend. But it's not. The format is the same, but now I like that. Somehow going to a church that doesn't follow the format doesn't feel like church. I'm not saying it's wrong, just to me, it doesn't feel like church. Saint Elenors was very welcomming, and gave us Mother Theresa cards with a prayer on the back. I sat by an older lady by herself, and she shook our hands and told us she was really glad to see us there.