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The door to a family

Chuska Mountain
Originally uploaded by jaecee.

When I was a kid, I used to ride horses on this road to check on the cattle. It lead to my Nali's home at the base of the Chuska Mountains. I knew at the end of this road, I open the door at the Curley Ranch and I would find the smell of hot food on the stove and my Nali' Asdzaa would be flappin' some tortillas and tell me to sit and eat. After that, I'd be out and about working on the farm. Things got done. If it didn't, there wouldn't be hardly any food on the table in the winter months and you'd curse yourself for being so lazy. Those were times when all was simple. You worked and prayed, and did it all over again the next day.
Well, for me, the dying season has come and with it, a change, not for the better but for the worst.
In my mind, I can hear my late Nali' scolding us for what we have become. My late chei would have done the same.

"Why can't you do anything without us?"

"I know we have taught you better!"

Yes, we should have been able to overcome our loss and continue to live as a Dine' should without stumbling. In this case, it has gone in a more selfish direction that may not be fixed. It's almost gone. Some of us still cry for those who have left us for the next world...I know why they do but I don't understand why they can't stop grieving and walk with out falling. I feel that a great burden has been put upon me with great force and deafing clamor.



I hope the door can be opened again.

No longer zero...

Happy 1st Birthday to my Emi. I love you so much. Thanks for the head-butts this morning and the surprise in my shoe.

neglecting my readers because I'm ........ watching sports

I'm sitting here wanting to blog but I'm glued to the damned TV. Sorry. Since football has arrived and the Steelers are somewhat winning, I've been mush-brain. I can't even think of a good topic unless it related to Ben Roethlisberger or Hines Ward. Now the World Series is right around the corner. I can't help it. Please forgive me, I'm but a man with a remote,a bigscreen TV, my buddy, and a cooler full of juice boxes and beer.

Anybody out there know how the SCOUTS are doing?

GO SCOUTS!!!

I hope she uses her powers to do good

I think my wife can will things to happen. The other day, on our drive home, we were driving down Tramway towards the Sandia Casino and this dude in red car was hauling ass behind us. The dude just barely missed our left mirror and continued to move fast and pass other cars that were further down the road. As we were going, my wife said, "I always wonder if I'd ever see someone who drives like that wipe out down the road. Y'know, find his dead ass in a car wreck." I replied, "yeah, I know what you mean." Just as I said that we saw a cloud of dust splash up further ahead and we just kinda looked at each other and I said that he just crashed....she said in a weird tone, "what a dumbass....driving like that, you deserve to crash."

Well, we approached the scene and found his car on the other side of the buffalo fense. Some of you know where I am talking about. The Sandia Pueblo keep a small herd of bison behind a stout fence on the northern part of Albuquerque. But anyway, this dude tried to pass on the outside of a curve and ran off the road and did a Dukes of Hazzard jump over the fence. Good thing there weren't any buffalo around.

We passed and saw that he was ok. Some other motorist went to see if he was ok. We drove for a few more feet and I pulled over to call the Sandoval County Sherriffs Office to report the accident.

Then I looked at my wife. She may hold a gift of willing things to happen.... a Jedi?........... a Sith?............all I know is that I better not piss her off.

Fresh pack of skibbies...

Hey, I'm a year older today. Wow, I can remember my earlier years and gifts that I wanted but never got. Hmmmmm. At least I got some cool ass horizontal striped shirts...and a fresh pack of skibbies. I love my folks, they did what they could.

I love you MOM.

Well, I'm sitting here at work on a beautiful Saturday morning....on my birthday. I could bitch, gripe, and moan about it, but I won't. I can't. I'm doing a job that I certainly love and took me for frickin' ever to achieve. I do have kick ass birthday presents.....family, home, and work. Boy, I sure could use a cold one right about now....and a hotdog....or maybe a turkey leg down at the balloon fiesta park. Today is a long day, I'll get there.

For those that have wished me well, thank you very much.