BJ has a rough night at Great Grandma Dilts' house. Great Grandma has two electric heaters in her room bedroom that draw so much power that when BJ tried turning on the electric heater in BJ's room, it blew the fuses. It was easy enough to reset the fuses, but BJ was cold most of the night. I found her curled up in a ball covered with blankets.
Grandma started making the arrangements to have the ivy removed from her house. The guy she called told her about the problem in her attic before she told him.
By the end of the day we left the snows of northern New Mexico, and entered the sunny deserts around Roswell. I had a hard time talking BJ into stopping in at the UFO alien shops for tourists, so we tried the local Wal-Mart and made off with an out-of-this-world buy, $7 pair of shoes.
New Mexico has zones. The northwest is Navajo country and moderately prosperous with lots of churches and non-Navajo casinos. We stopped by Grandma and Grandpa Allens' graves in Farmington. Albuquerque is big and prosperous. Clines Corners is a ghost town and very poor. Roswell was lots newly washed sports car convertibles driven by attractive blonds in high-heeled knee boots—really wealthy and much bigger than I remembered. Carlsbad was poor and full of empty shops. The weather has gone from chillingly cold to over 70 degrees. But best of all, BJ enjoyed lots of sunshine, and is finally warm. Near the Texas border we spotted a couple of Joshua Trees, but the most prolific plant is oil well pumps.
We are now settled in at Pecos, Texas.
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It sounds exhausting--but warm!
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