Adventure is Out There!

**Special thanks to the movie Up! for today's blog title**

First of all, you people should know that the bulk of my time this weekend was designated to watching the entire 4th season of Criminal Minds on DVD. A few notes on the wonder that is this show:

1) Dr. Spencer Reid is my husband. He just doesn't know it yet. Courtesy of a run-in with a magician date my freshman year of high school, I have been averse to all males pawning off magic tricks in an attempt to impress ladies. However, Spencer can show me magic tricks any time.

2) Despite having seen some episodes before, I could watch them again and again because they are incredibly well written and witty.

3) Normally watching this show (1-2 episodes) didn't phase me. However, I now live alone (this is becoming a common theme). Therefore, it seems fate is against me because I always end on an episode where some single woman living alone or walking by herself meets a grisly and untimely end. Not cool. So, of course, I shut off the t.v. and roll over on the couch (where I currently sleep for convenience's sake) and am faced with a giant picture window covered in light curtains which allow shadows to be cast. Not good. I, of course, then imagine I can see two people standing outside my window discussing how they can break in and kill me. These people are, inevitably, nothing more than tree branches that happen to be in the wrong place. Note to self: purchase chain saw.
__________________________________________________________________________

Ok, now on to life. Many of you will be proud to know that I had my first "chili" run-in today! The infamous "red or green" question presented itself when Candy (you will hear much about her. She is my first New Mexico friend) took me to Rocket's Cafe for lunch. Now, I could have caved and gone with my typical standby of pasta, but I felt emboldened by my surroundings and went for the tostadas. These delicious little nibblers came with the choice of red or green chili sauce on the side, so I went for the green. Holy tamale Batman!!!  It was definitely not what I was expecting and my digestive system was effectively cleansed after a mere spoonful on my first tostada. Candy laughed at me, but she did confess that the green chili was "a bit hotter today than usual". Candy is, of course, a native New Mexican, so hot stuff was, as she put it, "fed to her in the womb." Thanks, Mom, for neglecting that part of my culinary education while I was in utero. I appreciate having no spicy food tolerance... (*sarcasm alert. Here is my sarcasm sign). I feel that, given enough time, I might be able to build up to eating spicier food. It's a pity the average human lifespan is only 80 years. With the wasted 24 down, I fear I might not ever get beyond Taco Bell mild sauce.