Bush wacking.

What's new...now there's a question!

I am now officially going to be the next head waitress of Lost Valley Ranch. Definitely not something I was expecting...at all. Definitely not something I'm looking forward to...at all. My friend Sable likes to say that God is a trickster. In this case, I'm beginning to agree. It does not follow, however, that his practical jokes are entirely unwanted. Just that I'd like a little warning before they show up. But then, I guess, life would cease to be an adventure.

And adventure becomes reality on this ranch. The other day, I went on a walk which started out on a path. A great path, infact. Wide, very definite, very predictable. Which is why I decided to leave the path, climb over the barbed wire fence and walk straight up the side of the mountain. I mean, who really wants to wait and follow the path? As I walked I realized the obvious analogy to my life. I'm pretty sure that every time I find a perfectly good path to follow, I decide to diverge from it into a long period of intense bush-wacking. I was on the fast track to a great life in Politics, Philosophy and Economics and decided to take a very large detour to become a rancher for a time. Bush wacking? I think so. Before that, I was on the fast track to being a teacher and decided to go to the one school in the country where no one takes a normal path and decided to abondon teaching for the elusive "liberal arts" degree. I'm a bush wacking extrodinaire! And I like it that way. So this little divergence back onto the path of leadership seems pretty fitting...and like a new adventure. So, I guess I am looking forward to it...aprehensively.

On light and bright side...last night we had a staff movie night on the lawn. We watched Ratatouille and sipped root beer floats and ate lots and lots of swedish fish...well, I did anyway. Definitely one of those nights that makes me thankful to be here. This week in general has been great. I'm serving a family of giants...not an exaggeration. They are all (women included) over 6 feet tall...I'm definitely the odd man out. But they are GREAT. I mean really great. And this is our last week in the 90's (guests and temperature!) so I"m pretty excited for the lower numbers in the coming weeks.

Well, time to do some much needed laundry. More news from across the Cattle Guard soon...