It's no secret I don't like New Mexico. No green. No rain. Most importantly, my family doesn't live here. And the original reasons for moving here-Damm's parents helping watch the kids, staying with them, etc.-no longer apply. I still regret being persuaded to move here based on those reasons-I should've stuck to my guns and insisted we find another way to go back to school. Preferably near my parents, back in Houston, near our friends there. Not out in the goshdarn desert. (To those friends we've made here who read this blog-we love you. You make this place bearable. I'm just ranting.) So on days when ROTC decides at the last minute to have another event and screw with my plans for the week and my homework is piling up and the house is trashed again ... I wish I could leave it all. Take my kids and run back to TX, where the sky is blue and the grass is green and it actually rains (it's God's land, after all;). Many people wonder how we do it. Both o...