The owner came over to meet me later that day. Man, did she know a lot about me! Finally, I figured out she must read this blog now and then. She told me "Well, YOU blab about it!" Ha! Nailed it. What do you think: do I tell you guys too much? If "yes," I'm not sure how to stop. Is there a 12-step program for oversharers?
I don't know this woman's name, and she has a story that will drop your teeth, but I promised not to overshare her information. We come from the same stomping grounds where we both stomped for a few decades.
|South Crosby Mountain, Datil. I think. Someone Datil-y can correct me.|
|Rio Grande, below Caballo Dam|
|It's exciting when they can release water. Me? I do it all the time.|
I'm doing a thing for Annie so she can do a thing she's not telling you about yet. OMG I HAVE SOMEONE ELSE'S SECRET I WILL NOT OVERSHARE! I WON'T!
I can't even keep my own secrets, but I'm good with yours. Be fearless.