I should have written yesterday when all this was fresh in my head, but I have to share a this big, dazzling, sparkling, glittering joy that I have in my heart! First of all, I am completely overjoyed to see that the Christian Science Monitor, free-lance reporter, Jill Caroll is alive and free! I woke up this morning and turned on the news and honestly, tears of joy filled my eyes. What a strong, amazing woman to have survived this whole ordeal. I am so curious and interested to see how she will handle her release, and I wish her nothing but an easy transition back to her pedestrian life. I am quite sure that we will learn much from her throughout her life.

Another thing to share, on a much smaller scale... I had an Amelie moment yesterday. A blind woman was walking through the Student Union and needed to find the elevator. She stopped and asked a group of people walking by where they were. I overheard her question and approached her to see if she wanted help. She asked me to walk her to the elevator and that she would just follow me. I tried to stay out of the way of her cane, and I described everything we passed along the way- I don't think I spun her around too much, but it was a simple and very easy way to help her. Made my heart hummm.

I am just back from a wonderful weekend with my husband and friends to Hermosiilo, Mexico in the northern state of Sonora. I have never eaten so much meat in my life! Carne asada with beans and tortillas for breakfast. Carne asada with beans and tortillas for lunch. Carne asada with beans and tortillas for dinner. Aye, aye, aye. And I mean that in the most wonderful and fabulous way. B blew everyone away because he was eating all these chilis and spicy things that most of our Mexican friends would not touch. He's such a stud.

We had a really great tour of the Sonoron govenor's buliding and stood at the window where "Viva Mexico!" was proclaimed. Authentic. We didn't do what most gringos do. I loved that we were in a place that felt so comfortable, yet so foreign. Tucson seems to be a true crashing place between Mexican and American cultures. I guess I am getting used to a different way of life. We also stopped at this little tiny hole-in-the-wall, blink and you miss-it place called "Dona Marias" for choyotas. Choyotas are these handmade pastries that B called "Mexican Pop-tarts". It is a flaky pastry crust patted out round to the size of a taco tortilla. Sandwhiched in the middle is this warm sweet molasses filling. They are like eating the warmest Christmas memories you can imagine...

Sunday we took a short drive to San Carlos and to Guyamas, and the ocean was beautiful. I honestly felt my skin just soaking up the moisture of the sea air. It was pretty touristy, but we did get a chance to sample Guyamas's renouned shrimp. Can you tell that our mini-vacation revolved around food? Sheesh!