This is me smelling the flowers at Joseph's casita, which is where Mom and I spent most of the day. We had a couple of nice walks around Santa Fe, and then Mom worked and I mainly hung out, in between loud barking at Joseph's cat, Cappucino.

Dad came back from working on our land project in the afternoon, and then we drove up to Espanola to check out our modular house one last time before they would deliver it on Monday.

Terrance, one of the modular guys, said "There is one complication ..." Apparently the guy who was going to drive the house down to the land, known as the "toter," had a cow stuck in a cattle guard and when he got the cow free it ran over him, and it was not clear if he would recover in time for Monday.

Mom then went "buffalo ugly" (as she put it) on Terrance and made it clear the house would be delivered Monday, no matter what he had to do. Fortunately Tino, the other modular guy, was able to find another toter tonight.

Dad says this is another example of the "rule of two" -- everything about this house has to be done twice (two seller's lawyers, two wells, two excavators and now two toters). I don't understand that -- all I want is to get the house set up and move in.