Today I am heading off to El Valle; Tams called me at 10:30AM to tell me I had one hour to get ready before she picked me up so I packed my bag half asleep; I'm really excited to see what clothing combinations I whip up in the mountains. I thought I was done packing and then remembered that it gets chilly in the mountains so topped off the pile of clothes with two jeans and a sweater. I hope I packed my toothbrush!
Reading material: What is the What, The Girls, The Mermaid's Chair, This is Not Chick Lit. I will attempt to make some bread in the mountains, but currently all signs point to too lazy to get anything done, much less tend to a delicate dough for three hours. All signs also point to perhaps we might starve and if we don't starve then we'll be surviving on crackers and Smartfood popcorn. We currently have no menu and haven't bought a single food item. We just might end up on a spiritual fast and attain higher spiritual ground. I'll come back from the mountains an enlightened yogi, with the sun creating a halo round my head, a beatific smile on my serene face. Who would believe it? Nadie!