What I have learned in the last couple of weeks is not to let what is going on in the world around me to rob my joy. I guess it started right after I said goodbye to my last visitor for Thanksgiving which was my son Kris and his wife Read more…
Every blogger should have at least one story about a dog, so here is mine. Oh, I’m sure she’s been in a few blogs when I wrote about our trip, but I haven’t shared this one since it only happened last night. Here is the layout: we have a walkway Read more…
We were tooling right along passing through each town and ticking away at the mileage. I was anxious to get this trip over with and get back to a normal routine. When things just seem to go wrong you soon lose the joy of the adventure. After three weeks I Read more…
Trouble didn’t raise its ugly head until we were well into Oklahoma. It wasn’t significant at first but we were heading straight for it. In Bakersfield, it’s common and seems to herald in a coming storm. If you guessed WIND you would be correct. Like I said I’m no Read more…
We made it to the KOA camp in Anderson SC that evening without seeing any funnel clouds, but the coming storm had kept us company. KOA campgrounds, in my opinion, are divided into different groups. Ones that are next to train tracks, ones that are just off the highway, and Read more…
After leaving Aberdeen NC we headed south to travel through South Carolina, Georgia, Alabama, Mississippi, and Arkansas to meet back with the 40. If you could highlight the map it would show us zigging and zagging our way home. It wasn’t a straight shot like it was going to NC. Read more…
So far the weather had been lovely. Cool enough that we didn’t need our air conditioner which was a good thing because we didn’t have the amperage for it. Also, it was a bonus for working outside. Kris had brought home some, I guess you would call it concrete gravel. Read more…
The next day, Tuesday, Van, and Kris headed to a couple of more places and then returned for lunch. After looking at what was available he was even more bummed. Nobody could deliver anything, anywhere for at least 2 – 6 weeks from the time of purchase. He had hoped Read more…
Down the street from the house, on the corner of a busy thoroughfare is a discount tire business owned by a guy named Frank. Both Kris and Naomi have gotten to know him quite well because when Lucy, their 12-year-old Plothound, decides to escape from her dog run and hop Read more…
The next morning, Monday, we headed out to visit some pre-built sheds. In the part of North Carolina where my son lives there’s a bunch of little towns a few miles apart connected by state routes. Do you remember my explanation of their road system? Well, that is what we Read more…