Day -10 & counting

Friday the 13th: 7 days to hell -- that's how long I have until Dad shoves me on a plane for "Mother's." He takes off for Zurich the next day -- tudaloo! Mom's already gone to the Rez...she refused to take me along: too hot she said, you'll be bored to death. (Sure Mom. Even though there ARE HORSES - lots - and ONLY WESTERN SADDLES!)