Gaye's Muzings November 2007
November 28, 2007
Well, we are back at the RV park in Malibu. We came back late Monday to an almost empty park. The workers are here and a few people who live here full time but other than that I think everyone got scared away by the fires and the strong winds that have started up again. They were dumping water on something back in Malibu Canyon yesterday but I'm not sure what. One of the employees here told they were watching the water dumping planes. There are still fire trucks a few miles away at the staging area.
I was a little freaked when we left here today as the cats are in the motorhome and the park doesn't take responsibility to call if there is a problem. I have lived in fire country for over 30 years but was not too worried about it where we were located. One time, many years ago, a fire burned to within a half mile of where we lived. We lost some homes in the Palisades but we were in the flats and the hilly area was about a half mile away. It was very strange to watch the flames from my deck.
We planned to take a time out yesterday and not go south of Malibu. You know the score.... the best laid plans of mice and men......My daughter flew down with the grandkids for 2 days to visit great grandma. It was quite a surprise to me so we went to the airport and surprised them and drove them to the car rental place. Oh it was so special to see them, to feel their hugs and see the glee on their sweet faces. Andrea, my other daughter came up to Malibu and met us to go to my first $10.00 bargain matinee. Oh Malibu!!!!!!!!!!! The theater has been redone and it has leather oversized easy chairs. I guess that was supposed to make it worth $10.00. After the movie, August Rush, which we had a good cry in, we had to go to the Palisades to borrow Mitchell's car as we use ours as a garage. A lot of fulltimers will totally understand what we mean by that. So much for our day off but I wouldn't have missed seeing their faces for anything!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I call Erin and Andrea my daughter's because I hate that expression or title "daughter-in-law" and they are like my daughters.
Today we met Erin in the Palisades and took Jack and Lilli to the park while she went and had her nails and toes done. We had such a great time and I even got hugs today. They've grown up so much in the past 7 months. I played with Lilli and Chet and Jack had a grand time too. We all got together with Mitchell and Andrea we all went for Chinese food. Poor Lilli was so tired that she fell asleep at the table. Shades of her Uncle Mitchie who still wants to go to sleep at the table at 41 years old. Some things never change!
We saw several friends on Monday evening and gave our cards with the web page address and our email adresses on it. We came home to find that the web page crashed. Murphy's Law. It took Chet hours to get it back together. Tomorrow he will put more pictures of the fire experience on the page.
My MRI showed moderate arthritis in my knee. I'm not sure what I will do. I need Laura, my acupuncturist as she would make me better.
It looks like we may get to stay here tomorrow. The kiddies are going to see their other grandparents and Brett has plans.
We will leave here Tuesday and head north to Jon and Erin's as Lilli wants me to help her make cookies to dip in a chocolate fountain for her birthday party on 12/8. That will be fun but a real challenge for a grandma that can't eat sugar. Perhaps a piece of tape over my mouth will help!!
Happy days to all of you.....
November 25, 2007
Happily I say hello to all of you!!!!!!!!!! I am finally rested enough to type.
Yesterday morning at 5:30 we heard pounding at our front door. Naturally, Chet is the one to get up, get some clothes on while we are yelling "coming". He ran to the door and neither one of us thought of fire. We thought maybe our chairs had flown into someone's rig or some such thing. He only had to look to the right as he opened the door to see the orange glow of fire over the hill behind us in Malibu. I got myself up and started chatting about what to do as I went outside to look. We were not told to evacuate at that time but that it did not look good. I was not at all interested in waiting and getting stuck in a line of people trying to get out of the park. People were starting to hook up their trailers and a few were leaving. We got things arranged and I started to say let's take some pictures of the smoke in front of the moon and then thought to myself whether that was really more important than getting ready to leave. In the moment of the thought the moon disappeared behind the smoke. We backed out of our spot as we never could have made the right turn and couldn't have gotten past the trucks to the left. The cats were on high alert and frightened. Chet left and went south on Pacific Coast Hwy as the winds and fire were heading up the coast. It is a little confusing as the Coast Hwy and Santa Monica Bay have you driving east and west instead or north and south so I should have said Chet was driving east. It is always interesting in Malibu to watch the sun rise over the water and set over the water........but that's just part of the "Malibu or the Boo" coolness. I think it was scripted that way by the Malibu Chamber of Commerce.
I stayed and chatted for a few minutes as that's what I do and then left to meet my hubby. I guess Matthew McConaughey really didn't need my help with his Airstream that I have a direct view of outside my front, side window. He wasn't there anyhow. I did see the back of him the first day we were in the park as they were doing a photo shoot. I say this in jest you must know as the only people in the business I would really get excited about is Johnny Depp or Elton John and I really do not think I will have to make plans to see either of them at the Malibu RV Park.
We parked at the market in Malibu and then drove up to Pepperdine Univ. where they closed the hwy. We stood and watched the fire crews arrive along with the scooper planes and helicopters. After about 1 1/2 hours the smoke behind Pepperdine was dying down and we went back to check the kitties and went across to the Malibu Country Mart to have some coffee and watch the fire. It had started up again as we could see the plumes of black smoke which would turn to white as they were hit by the water drops. We had watched the scoopers which are actually flying boats pick up ocean water and saw the big bags under the helicoptors. Chet saw the converted DC10 that drops the fire retardant along with other smaller planes. They used a small jet to lead the DC10 into the smoke. After 2 hours of that fun we left to take ourselves and the motorhome back to my son's in the Palisades where we are now. The coast hwy is still closed so I don't see us going back to Malibu today for that or reason also the fires are not contained yet and we don't want to breathe the smoke
We have some amazing shots of the smoke, fire engines planes, the staging area etc. My sweet husband will post them. I would like to learn how but I know he feels his editing is as important to him as my color mixing of my yarns is to me. Soooooooooo all I do is pester him.
We were so exhausted last night that we were in bed right around 9:00 p.m. and we never do that. I must admit that Chet would probably like to but it wouldn't work for me so he keeps me company most of the time.
We took Twilly's cone off his head after three days of funny torture. He is fine and it turned out to be after the fact anyhow. The family next to us told us that their kids had a great time watching him wiggle out of it one afternoon while he was on the dashboard. It evidently was hanging around his neck and by the grace of the cat gods he didn't hang himself. The neighbor said he saw Twilly about an hour later with the cone back on and to this day we haven't got a clue how he got back into it. We decided he is just very, very bright. The next day we gave the neighbor the keys to the motorhome so if he saw it happen again he could rectify the matter
I am looking at our pictures while I write and they are pretty spectacular. We were about 3 or 4 miles from the RV park.
It's off to meet Brett and to see my sister.
Have a safe day!!!!!
I am writing this on my new MacBook and needless to say it has done nothing for my typing abilities!
November 22, 2007
Buurrrp...
November 21, 2007
Happy day before turkey day. Last year at this time we were in
We got an email from Andrea one day in German and Chet went to the website Alta Vista/Babelfish and it translated it. He then answered her and translated it back to German. The next day, Mitchell told Chet that Andrea told him that he had answered her and they were amazed how it was perfectly grammatically correct. He said he couldn’t believe it and was really impressed how much German Chet remembered. We still chuckle as we never told them of the program. We are planning to send a message in Chinese.
“It is a sad thing to lose one's mind” as Dan Quayle so eloquently coined the phrase. It never ceases to amaze me that we can lose so many things in the motorhome. They just seem to go and hide and it is particularly frustrating when we are trying to get out the door on time. We had a morning like that and I still don't know where my glasses are. This is being typed in a blur as I have to watch my fingers and am having enough trouble with the keyboard.
I can’t read what I have written so editing is going to be fun!
We went to the dentist this morning and he was a lovely man. My favorite dentist, ever, sold his business and the person who took it over seemed a little too anxious to find things wrong. It was amazing that both Brett and I had cavities the very first time he saw us. What he did had to be smoothed out today soooooo, enough said. I have had so much dentistry done in my lifetime that he was amazed and wanted to send me to a specialist. I said thanks but no thanks, as my pockets were not deep enough. He suggested a water pic and while I was at Costco I asked 3 different people if they carried them in the store and they looked at me and said “a what”!!!!!! Did I date myself a little bit? It was pretty cute. FYI Bed Bath and Beyond have them in their “Beyond” section.
I had an MRI this afternoon and Chet sat and held my hand as I am more than just a little claustrophobic. My arm was sticking out of the top of the machine and I felt his grip loosen as he went to sleep! The tears rolled a little as I was a bit overwhelmed. Funny thing, my knee wasn't hurting so much today......so typical.
Poor Twilly has had quite a time with that hood around his neck. We feel so sorry for him and really want to get home to make sure he isn't hanging from something. Chet calls it his satellite dish. It completely covers the bowl when he is eating.
I have to stop back at Costco as I picked up the wrong DVD I was buying for Brett. I love a good challenge. It wasn't so bad in there, earlier, which I couldn't believe. The only line was the one waiting for pumpkin pies and I didn't have to be there.
We're off now to fight the traffic. Have a great evening.
Happy Happy Thanksgiving tomorrow,
Love,
Us
November 20, 2007
It has been a long day....we had to leave Malibu at 7 a.m. to get the cat to the clinic to have him neutered , go to the doctor for our blood tests eat some breakfast, go to my gyn ( certainly not Chet's), pick up the kitten, go back out to Malibu to leave Chet and the kitty at the motorhome so he could babysit and wait for the mobile fix-it man to check our electricity and slide motor and I had to go back to Santa Monica to the orthopod who took x-rays and said my knee did not look terribly arthritic at all sooooooI have to see if I can get in for a MRI tomorrow after the dentist. Now doesn't this sound like fun! It's all of the repairs and protective maintnance that goes along with aging. By the way, the fix-it man's trannie blew on the way here so he never made it.
After all of that tomorrow it is off to Brett's to re-sign his lease, fix his computer(I assure you I won't be in charge of that), go to Costco's pharmacy and bring Brett back to the motorhome after his karate lesson to spend the night. I'm tired already.
It is still foggy and the 2nd night air traffic has been interrupted. It's not such a good time of the year for that.
On top of it all let's pile family dynamics.
I hope your day was beautiful and that you are all well and happy.
We received an email from a friend in NL and he told us he was honored to have us as friends. We were so touched by the openness of such a statement. It made my eyes wet! That is a perfect example of the allure of our new found summer residence.
It's 12:30 and sweet dreams.
What matters is not what is written on the page.
What matters is what is written in the heart.
Gaye Flyer
November 18, 2007
How does one deal with the intensity of the pain inside oneself that never sleeps for one moment, not one moment, never, ever. Not for even a second.
The knots and the wrenching in the gut, the horrible breaking of a heart into a billion tiny pieces, the choking sensation when the tears start to well up inside and rise to the surface to spill over and make our faces wet, the anguish of the knowledge that everything is in it's place in God's world and the unabashed realization that we are not in control and can not, can NOT, change what is, no matter what we do. All we can do is accept that fact and try and help in whatever way we know how.
We have learned from our parents who, learned from theirs, who learned from theirs and on and on. We are a compilation of them as our children are, too. That and our lifetime experiences made us who we are.
I feel an aching helplessness when I am unable to make something better in my children's lives; to relieve their pain, to heal their hurts, to take back some of the things I have done wrong, to make it all okay for them. I want to heal the broken parts. I want to take from my own body and/or mind and give to them the things that would make it all be perfect
I know this is not possible. I know it cannot be done. I know it. I know it, but what do I do when I am dying from the pain of helplessness in my being. What do I do? Do I prostrate my self in the face of the universe and simply say please help me stop hurting? Please.......
I am writing this muze on my very own brand new MacBook. Yes, Leslie, I said a Mac. It is so cute and I am sure it will serve me well as I can't tell you how often I have lost entire muzings or parts of them when our PC would crash and Chet would have to reboot it for me. I am far from computer literate but I love to write these sometimes not so little diddies.
We had a nice day with Mitchell, Andrea, and Brett today. We went up to the village in Pacific Palisades and had breakfast with Mitch while sitting outside and watching all of the people at the farmer's market. It was fun but it was pretty funny looking when Mitch had to stand up with his hiking poles, as his back is totally screwed up, and mine had seized up from the cold air so we both hobbled away like two old hobbits. It was quite a sight.
Later in the day we met Brett at the Santa Monica Promenade and did some more people watching and went to the Mac Store. After that it was back to Mitchell and Andrea's and we made mashed cauliflower with fresh spinach and some turkey. All in all it was a very healthy day.
I took the longest bubble bath and felt great. It is one of the things I miss so much living in a motorhome. I have already purchased my new tub for Twillingate and am looking forward to many wonderful baths in our new bathroom that we are adding to the house.
It is late and I will sign off saying thank you for listening. Sometimes just writing down one's feelings helps assuage the pain. My dear old friend Phil used to say to me "Who's going to remember anything about us in 50 to 100 years anyhow". I think he has a good point there. That is unless I become president or win the peace prize or some such thing like that. I could become very famous!!!!!!!!
All we can do is love ourselves so we can love others and live a rigorously honest life.
The pain in my gut may never sleep but it lets me know I am alive and that I love very, very hard.
As ever...........
November 17, 2007
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaah, my head is going so fast and is filled with so much emotion that it is really hard because I can't type fast enough to even begin to put the words down.
We are on our way to LALA land and after using my fingers to count several times last night I came to the realization that it is going to be into the 8th month since we left Lilli Mae and Jack; let alone, the rest of the family. I have never gone so long without seeing Jon and Mitch. I am welled with tears this morning as I can't get the picture out of my mind of dropping to my knees to catch Jack and Lilli in my arms and drink the smell of their hair as I feel their little bodies in my arms. Oh, oh ,oh, my whole being aches to see them. The only problem with this fantasy(fantasies being ever so much better than reality most of the time as we are scripting them ourselves) is that my knee and my back which has been in spasms for over a week now won't allow me the luxury of gracefully dropping to my knees anyway.
I actually took some Tylenol and codeine twice last week just to get a little relief. I DON'T do pill taking well and have only taken a whole pill perhaps 2 or 3 times in my life. Tuesday I took a 1/2 of a pill 3 times then skipped a day and took a 1/2 of a pill that day. All I can say is wow that felt good and I mean my head and not my body!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
We started getting ready to leave for LALA land last night and my mother's compulsivity was fast at work. "Never put off until tomorrow what you can do today". The only problem is that I have a husband that doesn't like to work in the evening and is always opting for tomorrow morning. We got the car all hooked up and most everything put away without taking into consideration the tight turn we had to make to get out of our spot. I, who hardly ever drives the beast, with Chet's excellent directions and using himself as a bush shield, maneuvered a 6 point exit. It was pretty amazing and counted for my driving for the next week! I can say that with a smile and so easily because we will be parked all week. Hee hee.
We are on our way to Mitchell's house now and then to Malibu RV park on Monday.
It is a beautiful day; just being out of the desert is nice. I must admit it was peaceful and very beautiful there but a little desert goes a long way with me. I tried every type of scenario to get us out of there yesterday but to no avail. There aren't many people I capitulate to but my husband seems to be one of them and I don't always do that graciously. Oh well, I'm not in for trading him in for any reason or changing my life for any other type of life than the one I have now.
Typing is good for me right now as we have wound up a long and steep grade and I don't have to look out the window.
Mistakes are usually a big oops but on brief occasions they are good oopsies! Chet couldn't figure out why we had a $1,300+ credit on our bank card this morning. We had scheduled some automatic payments to be made and we paid the balance and never canceled the payments. Our first thought was to put in our Canadian account as their dollar is so strong but I realized it would pay for the tires we need for the Jeep. Maybe Santa will drop off the new tires we need to buy for the motorhome. That's a double whammy. By the way, why is the American dollar so low? Hmmmmmmmmm……….
With all of my pouting and a few tears we got on our way about 35 to 40 minutes later than planned this morning and I guess I have to say that was a milagro in itself. (Miracle in spanish) We have trouble making it out of any park on time.
Have a happy day.....mine will be as soon as I see Mitchell's face.
I do miss
Love to all of you!
November 16, 2007
Ahhhhhh retirement…..everyone should try it. Time becomes irrelevant in the sense of man made time. It is day, it is night, day night, day night. We eat when we want, we sleep when we want and have found that afternoon naps are absolutely deeeeelicious. One day runs into the next and half of the time we don’t know what day or what time it is. There is one exception; Thursday night and Grey’s Anatomy. I really like that show and found myself thinking about last night’s show when I woke up this morning. It is as if we are all friends and our lives intertwine. How incredibly and totally ridiculous!!!! It makes me giggle as reality is sometimes all mixed in with unreality. Oh well, I will continue my day without my made-up friends.
We took Twilly for another drag this morning. Teaching him to walk with his harness and leash is a bit of a challenge but a little bit of progress at a time….and I thought my boy was sooooooooo smart.
The news is on and the latest is that people are now stealing urns from cemeteries and selling the metal. What will be next???????? One more vote for green burial.
We are heading to LALA land tomorrow and will park in front of my son Mitchell’s house for 2 nights before we go to
This is the longest time I have ever been separated from my boys since I started mommying. Jack, my grandson is counting days until we arrive. Well, us, his other set of grandparents, his sister’s birthday, Santa……..I want him to know I never stop aching for my family. That is the only real downside of living on the road. Otherwise, I feel such a sense of freedom and gratitude except for the leash I have on my leg at the moment here in the desert.
I have to pack up today and say goodbye to all of my birdie and squirrel friends and of course my roadrunner buddy so we can get out of here early tomorrow morning as I will see my family and really am excited. Chet has had to put me on a leash to keep me here because it is so close but so far away. Next year we will have to do it differently and not stay so close to LA like maybe be on the East coast and then go directly to see the kids. One other reason is that it has been in the high 80’s and low 90’s which is so far from the kind of weather I like.
Have a wonderful day filled with peace. I will talk to you again soon.
Love
November 11, 2007
Well, here it is Sunday and we just realized we never posted the muze for the 9th. Time has so little meaning living the way we do as the days just blend one into the other with little to distinguish a weekday from a weekend. It always seems like a Saturday or a Sunday.
Sometimes I get up and feel like we need to go somewhere just from habit of playing on the weekends. It passes much more quickly than it used to .. Friday evening was always movie night but after 3 months without access to theaters in Newfoundland we have gotten used to it.
My back has been giving me fits along with my knee but thay run hand in hand. I see the orthopod a week from Tuesday sooooooo until then hobbling and back spasms. At least I have continuous entertainment with the birds and chipmunks. Yesterday they ate 1 1/2 bananas and a bunch of grapes along with the peanuts and the bird food.
Poor Twilly sits at the windows and cries when we are outside so we bought him a harness and a leash and took him for his first drag yesterday. He was really good and walked with us in between smells of all sorts of great new things. He was so cute...we almost made a loop of where we are and then finally he lay down and wouldn't move so he got carried home like a little baby. He has been so much fun and is in everything especially boxes. He has gotten shut in the bathroom and in drawers , under the sink and most places he can squeeze into. He always has to help Chet when the potty box is being cleaned; digging and playing. On occasion he even graces Chet by going to the bathroom. Enough for cat lovers and non lovers.
Friday night we went to an "opening" at one of the local stores displaying their Christmas line. Yow, I am back in California. Openings are soooo Calif. I used to have to go to promote my hand-dyed silk clothing line. They're a bit much and more than a little pretentious. The owner was showing one of the shirts she was wearing to someone and telling her that is "what we do here". Right on.
Th store has a lot of great things and we bought some adorable treasures for my year-long Christmas trees. Glass pink flamingoes and flip flops were a few of the goodies we got. I am sure we will go again before leaving.
Time to eat so bye for now!
Jack and Lilli Mae we will see you soon and make the gingerbread house and lots of fun things. We miss you and love you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
November 9, 2007
I'm still thinking about the audacity of the Roadrunner thinking he could eat my toe. He was behind my chair yesterday and Chet didn't bother to tell me. They're funny to watch as they slowly trot from campsite to campsite looking for spare toes. They run about 17 miles an hour and can crush horny toads. It still makes me giggle as it took me completely by surprise.
I got a phone call from Jack and Lilli yesterday....need I tell you how much I loved that!!!!!!!!!! She said she has a gingerbread house to build with me when we get there. It is less than a month now.
We have a great time here at Anza Borrego sitting outside for hours watching the birds and chipmunks, watching tv and taking a little walk in the evening. It is a little disheartening that we can't walk more but when I do I imagine going back to my bed pillows and screaming into them because the pain is excruciating when we start out. My back spasms have lessened fortunately.
No more complaining... we made an appointment to have Twilly neutered when we get to LA. I called the vet I used to go to and they wanted $500.00. That is hard to wrap my head around. I tracked down the low cost spay and neuter clinic I used to use as I would have up to 13 cats at a time. It is $90.00 for the procedure. They wonder why so many people don't neuter their pets. Twilly is so cute but wild as a March hare.
Did you know that you are required to place your hand over your heart when The National Anthem is sung?
Later as I am at a loss for a muze..............
November 7, 2007
Separation, separating, leaving, aloneness; which doesn't necessarily mean there isn't anyone else there. I have NEVER done it gracefully. I hate it and probably always will. Parents leaving children; anxiety, children leaving parents; anxiety, children's children leaving our children; anxiety, grandparents leaving grandchildren, anxiety.
Friends, leaving them; very sad. Separation, something I have to learn to deal with to survive the lifestyle I have chosen. I keep practicing. I ask other fulltimers how they do it and some seem to be so okay that they see their families once a year or less.
This past six months is the longest I have ever been away from my family. I feel lonely, guilty, sad, empty and the most amazing gratitude that I am able to live this way. I love the freedom of being on the road and to be able to go most anywhere I want to and stay if I want and leave if so inclined.
I do cheat a bit as Brett flies to visit in various places an inevitably ends up staying longer than planned which is nice. This time he stayed a month after not seeing him for 3 months which is a first. The 3 months that is. He was having a "marvelous" time and as it turned out he was afraid to fly back to LA due to the fires.
Transportation home presented a bit of a problem as we are in the desert south of Palm Springs. His dad graciously met us in Rancho Cucamonga, half way between LA and here last evening and Brett was gone just like that. It was strange; sort of like handing over a package. 1,2,3, done. I came home and rolled up in his blankets and bunched his pillow under my head and went to sleep. It seemed the only way to assuage the pain in my heart. Chet joined me on the foldout couch until 5:30 a.m. when we retired to our bed.
Needless to say that my back which was in mild spasms yesterday is in major spasms today. It seems I have to do this once a year whether I like it or not.
We sat outside and watched the birds and chipmunks for 3 hours this morning. The air was delicious in the shade and all was well. All of a sudden all of the birds flew from the tree in the next campsite and then all of my little friends disappeared. It was a little strange until we saw the hawk in the tree in the next campsite. It sat there for the next 15 minutes, or so, until we walked down to get a closer look. Yes, it did fly away and within seconds it looked like New York City at our site once again.
There are a couple of roadrunners that come to visit daily. One of them came up to our step the other day. Today it came up to my toe and took a big peck leaving a line along most of my second toe. I didn't find it particularly amusing after we googled what they eat as they weren't partaking of the delicacies I put out every day. After we found out what they ate including rattlesnakes, scorpions, birds and various other gross critters I can see why it wanted my french painted (dark red and clear sparkles) toe. Chet said I couldn't tell the ranger as they would probably remove it. The bird, not my toe. I put alcohol on my toe so I don't come down with psittacosis or some strange bird disease that I would have to go to see "Dr." House on tv next Tuesday night to have the problem solved. May be helpful to the writer's strike, tho.
We are having breakfast and it is almost 2:00 p.m. What a life!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!At our favorite restaurant here, no less. We seem to find favorite restaurants almost everywhere we go. The best, so far, being Red's Sandwich Shop in Salem, Mass.
I miss you all but I ache for my boys. Soon, Mitch and Brett next week and Jon a few weeks after that. Please let there be no mistakes that I miss and love their spouses as well; sweet Erin and Andrea. Buuuuuut for Jack and Lilli Mae it is monumental!
Carl, Jeff, Caroline and Bianca and all of Alberto and Soledad's family as well as my new Newfie friends and fulltimer friends. Whew, on and on. I miss EVERYBODY!
Love,
Momma and friend
November 3, 2007
Hello Lilli Mae and Jack,
I am sitting outside the motorhome at the
We put up all of our bird feeders and a lot of peanuts on the ground. There are about 40 birds here and lots of little ground squirrels gathering the nuts. One of the kittle critters just buried a peanut right under the edge of the mat we have on the ground. I wonder when he will be back to get it. There is a very friendly roadrunner that is spending a lot of time around our campsite. Last year when we were here the little little squirrels chewed up part of our tire covers.
We really miss you and are looking forward to seeing you in December.
Hi everyone. I know why I look forward to coming here. It is so incredibly peaceful. We were worried we wouldn’t get a spot so we made reservations. It is not something we do on a regular basis. I guess
It’s too hot to go for a walk and besides my knee has been really messed up since about 3 weeks before we left Newfondland. I am going to an orthopod in LA to see what’s wrong. I had finally gotten up to one 4 mile hike and was able to walk an hour at a stretch. I think we are here too early in the year and January is much more livable weather.
My husband is the most patient man ever and he pampers me to the max. We got here and pulled into the space I had wanted but then decided the one behind us was better. We moved there and then yesterday we moved back to the first space we were in. This time we are more protected from the sun and can actually sit outside. I swear if I could clone him I could sell a lot of copies. He remembers what my son Jon ( it feels like there should be a deedle deedle dumpling in front of that) told him at our wedding; “ happy wife, happy life”. He does a sparkling job at it and sometimes I feel guilty as he has so much patience for my idiosyncratic behavior. He sits and waits while I go through all of my machinations when we are at a motel and I have to find the best room and he knows exactly where I like to sit at the movies. I do wish life was simpler in my head.
The silence is amazing here. We visited with some friends we met from
Chet is on his first nap of the day now. This is the epitome of being retired!!!!!!!!!!!!
We are learning…It has only taken a little over 4 years.