Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Anyway, this is our home-away-from-home for approx. 12 days, starting in 10 days... confused yet?
I should start by saying this is a little bitter sweet for me. See, when we originally decided to take this camping adventure, I was a tad apprehensive (umm, have you MET me???) and frankly, had no intention of- a) getting 'into' this trip or b)having any fun whatsoever. Well, my husband quickly figured this out, so he decided to 'redo' our camper in an effort to 'rally the troops' (ie. ME)... that's right, our 1973 Coleman pop up camper that sleeps 4 (yes, there are 6 of us). Ok, we replaced the floor, re tiled, painted all the 70's wood a really hip red and reupholstered the booth cushions in a really trendy striped fabric... the booth cushions were all I really did :) The overall product was mesmerizing... at least from the stand point that it WAS from 1973, it was FREE and the remodel actually made me buy into the whole 'camping' thing... a little!
Ok, fast forward a few weeks and we get a call, or rather a text from my dad that his friend is getting rid of his pop-up and would we like to go see it? My immediate reaction was "Ummm, NO, does he even REALIZE how much time WE spent redoing ours???" (which was really Stacey- 3 straight days in the blinding heat, me- 2 hours one evening with a staple gun and a Bud Lime, but whatever). Then he mentioned that it was a 1995, sleeps 6, has a sink, stove, and microwave, and doesn't smell like, well, a 1973 pop up camper. Ok, by that point I was intrigued.
We looked, we smiled, we bought.
Now I have guilt that we promised that 37 year old camper that we were going to take her to Yellowstone and then left her for a newer, younger model. Isn't that every woman's nightmare??? So now we have a garage that holds 2 campers... but the one pictured above is our new one- here is the old one:
I did my remodel magic on the new one as well, making new curtains and recovering the booth seats and will take inside pics soon. It's set up in our driveway as we start packing it up- so far we have a bath basket (all the stuff we'll take to the showers in YS) toothbrushes and tooth paste, hiking backpacks with first aid kids, and all that jazz, camping chairs, minimal dishes, towels, and last night I made the beds. We pull out of town Friday morning, 3am-ish (July 9th). We are trying to get to Manitou Springs to see my friend Clare by a decent hour Friday, before heading out again at some ungodly hour Saturday morning for the remainder of our, what I'm sure is to be a family bonding and incident free drive to Wyoming.
More on the trip later- I know I have more to say, but I'll save it for tomorrow and hopefully will NEVER go this long without blogging again!
Saturday, June 12, 2010
Traveled down the road and back again
Your heart is true your a pal and a confidant.
And if you through a party
Invited everyone you ever knew
You would see the biggest gift would be from me
And the card attached would say thank you for being a friend.
Friday, June 11, 2010
Thursday, June 10, 2010
In other news, I woke up yesterday with this crazy crick in my neck- kept heat on it all day and today, woke up with is 10x worse than yesterday! I think we've figured it out and already, I can at least turn my head enough to drive safely, but it still hurts and I still need the heated rice bag every hour or so... blah! Happy Summer to me!
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
What makes Texas A&M so special?
It isn't hard to understand.
The answer is found when one is transformed
By the Spirit of Aggieland.
Some may scoff at our traditions.
Some may mock our sense of pride.
But what other school plays Silver Taps
When one of its own has died?
Could it be the famous Corps of Cadets,
Or perhaps the Fighting Texas Aggie Band?
Could it be ol' Sul Ross, or E. King Gill,
The original Twelfth Man?
Maybe it's the student body, ready and willing
To answer the call, who proudly stand.
Or the Aggie bond, when you see
Another's senior ring, introduce yourself,
And shake his hand.
Maybe it's Reveille, or Kyle Field,
Or the Aggie War Hymn and its "Hullabaloo".
Perhaps its Bonfire, signifying our burning desire
To "Beat the Hell Outta t.u!"
Maybe it's the Former Students.
There are no "exes" here.
Maybe it's Muster, when the Roll is called,
And another answers, "Here".
You see, my friend, all of these and more
Make Texas A&M stand apart.
For once you're an Aggie, you're always an Aggie, and the Spirit burns within your heart.
And though "some may boast of prowess bold of The school they think so grand",
The Spirit is alive, and they bleed maroon
In the Hearts of Aggieland.
Class of '77
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