I’m leaving for Santa Fe for a week on Thursday. I’m holding you to your word that it will make me feel better. 
Seriously Vicki-I know how you feel. Last night was such a sucker punch. It’s like we’ve all seen this movie before, and no matter how much we want to change the conclusion, the dog always dies at the end. 
Santa Fe's kind of artsy and douchy, but the hatch chiles are the best.
