Wednesday, July 21, 2010
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
Saturday Songbook- Goodbye Rue!
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
Family Friday- movies? maybe
Thursday, June 10, 2010
Thursday Thoughts- computer time
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
The Hearts of Aggieland
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.
Pat Canuteason
Class of '77
Copyright 1993
All Rights Reserved
Tuesday Ten
Saturday, June 5, 2010
Thursday, June 3, 2010
My Sweetie!
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
Tuesday Ten
Monday, May 31, 2010
Manic Monday
Sunday, May 30, 2010
Sunday Sweet- Dallas
Friday, May 28, 2010
It's Official
Anyway, summer is here! Sleep, lazy days of reading, swimming, hanging out with friends. I'll miss the kids, but it's not like they're moving th China :) I'll see most of them again next year.
Thursday, May 27, 2010
Thursday Thoughts
Function: noun
Date: 14th century
1 : one that teaches; especially : one whose occupation is to instruct
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
One year ago I was told that it very well might be cancer.
One year ago I sat in a dim doctor's office, my husband by my side, holding my hand, crying with me as a doctor explained what all this meant, scheduled blood work to check for ovarian cancer, then scheduled my hysterectomy... at 31 years old.
One year ago I was faced with my mortality.
One year ago, for the first time ever, envisioned leaving my children motherless....
never seeing Grace as a beautiful bride...
never seeing my kids graduate from Texas A&M...
never meeting my grandchildren.
One year ago, while everyone else was watching the finale of American Idol, I was making phone calls to family members, starting each call strong, in tears by the end.
I NEVER want to have to go through that again and I thank God that I am here, one year later, loving on my husband and children, looking into my future. I am fully aware I will always be at risk and that at any moment, this could all happen again, but I pray that it doesn't and I'm grateful for everyday I get to spend with the people I love.
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Random thoughts...
Sunday, May 23, 2010
Sunday Sweet- another baby
Saturday, May 22, 2010
Saturday Songbook
I have heard you call,
Wanted to sail upon your waters
since I was three feet tall. You've seen it all,
You've seen it all.
Watched the men who rode you,
Switch from sails to steam.
And in your belly you hold the treasure
That few have ever seen, Most of them dreams,
Most of them dreams.
Yes, I am a pirate
Two hundred years too late.
The cannons don't thunder there's nothin' to plunder
I'm an over forty victim of fate; arriving too late
Arriving too late.
I've done a bit of smugglin'
I've run my share of grass.
I made enough money to buy Miami,
But I pissed it away so fast, Never meant to last,
Never meant to last.
I have been drunk now for over two weeks,
I passed out and I rallied and I sprung a few leaks,
but I've got to stop wishin', got to go fishin'
I'm down to rock bottom again. Just a few friends,
Just a few friends.
I go for younger women,
Lived with several awhile,
And though I ran away, They'll come back one day.
And still I can manage a smile
It just takes awhile, just takes awhile.
Mother mother ocean,
after all these years I've found
My occupational hazard being
my occupation's just not around
I feel like I've drowned, gonna head uptown.
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
Tuesday Ten
Saturday, May 15, 2010
Saturday Songbook
Fearless
by Taylor Swift
There's somethin' 'bout the way
The street looks when it's just rained
There's a glow off the pavement
Walk me to the car
And you know I wanna ask you to dance right there
In the middle of the parking lot
Yeah
Oh yeah
We're drivin' down the road
I wonder if you know
I'm tryin' so hard not to get caught up now
But you're just so cool
Run your hands through your hair
Absent mindedly makin' me want you
And I don't know how it gets better than this
You take my hand and drag me head first
Fearless
And I don't know why but with you I'd dance in a storm in my best dress
Fearless
So baby drive slow
'til we run out of road in this one horse town
I wanna stay right here in this passenger's seat
You put your eyes on me
In this moment now capture it, remember it
Cause I don't know how it gets better than this
You take my hand and drag me head first
Fearless
And I don't know why but with you I'd dance in a storm in my best dress
Fearless
Well you stood there with me in the doorway
My hands shake
I'm not usually this way but
You pull me in and I'm a little more brave
It's the first kiss,
It's flawless,
Really something,
It's fearless.
Oh yeah
And I don't know how it gets better than this
You take my hand and drag me head first
Fearless
And I don't know why but with you I'd dance in a storm in my best dress
Fearless