Moein's last night in Taos, we celebrated with good wine and a fire in the wood stove. Cozy packaged Earthship. Super sleek and cute. Dreaming of the Lion's Den. New Year's Eve, we woke up in our Earthship house-sit in the gravel pit and fed the dog. Snowed in. After waking, we went back to the HIVE to make oatmeal and eggs. Then, being the workaholic I may be, we stopped by the office so I could check for any last minute online orders and bid the Ed Fac farewell for a week. Moein and Baki showed Mike the 3-D Haiti hut graphics. 256 people per 1.25 acres living off the grid is a good thing. Solar ovens for all. Then to the G2 so Moein could get hugs and shit-talked to. Then to town. Calendula and Evolutionary magazine at Cid's. Cash paychecks at Centinel Bank. Post office (twice) to pay bills and send out Earthship books and DVDs. We read about the evolutionary power of love and creation. We are warriors of the possible, with the urge to create, and love at a kosmocentric level (love all sentient beings). The scenery was beautiful and reminded me of what Russia might be like, covered in snow and sage. I've always been fascinated with most things Russian, so we listenened to Tchaikovsky's Nutcracker.
In Santa Fe, we stopped at Whole Foods for some buffet food (and the longest pee ever, just fyi). I got broccoli, garlic, and sundried tomatoes, with asparagus, and jalapeno pesto from Taos. Moein got pasta, spinach lasagna, and a cookie. Then I talked on the phone with Daniel dearest until ABQ. Good times. Oh, I shall miss Moein. Good thing he's coming back.
Delayed flight made more Daniel time. Feeling much better now after the communication lines are back open and the tension is gone. Simple flight, AirBart, Bart to Civic Center. FAMILY SO HAPPY TO SEE ME AND ME SO HAPPY TO SEE THEM! HUGZZZZ!!! Oh Chlo-chlo! I was told, the day before she had said, "Tomorrow will be the best day of my life." And when asked why, she said "Because Tram-Anh is coming tomorrow." She gave me the longest hug of them all. I was fed turkey and rice, salad of many kinds, and tiramisu. Then we went to Madrone Art Bar for tequila, AMFs, and 90s booty jams. "I put my hand upon your hip. When I dip you dip we dip." I was a dancing machine, apparently. Many facebook photos and my face is all red! Fadi was the DD and we gave him a big group hug for it.
I soothed Nhac's boisterous belligerence with Reggae and dreams of construction. And off to bed.
1.1.11 has so far consisted of eating ALL DAY, NON-STOP, Wii dancing, facebook tagging, blogging, numerology, Xmas presents, new wool clothes and snow boots, reserving a spot at an ABQ hostel for the return to NM, a little skyping, and more family time. LOVE, LOVE, LOVE. Ethnocentric. Grandpa (Ong Noi) invited me to Vietnam for the Spring. Can't decide if I should try to go this year or next. We'll see how it plays out. He says I should be looking for a career, not some job that pays like crap that I love. He says I'm getting to the age where it's about money and not about passion. I disagree. Also, he comments a lot on my pimples. And he's doing my laundry. And he cooked a huge pot of Pho and I'm too full to eat it. Oh, family. How I love thee.
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