Monday, September 05, 2011




If it weren't for it being a Monday I would have thought it were a Sunday.  Couldn't figure out this morning when I heard the garbage truck coming down the road why they were working on a Sunday.  Long week-ends have a habit of doing that to me once and awhile. 

Our hot humid days are gone and temps today dropped to 55F with a drizzly rain in the air.  That is perfectly fine with this guy and I hope that is the end of that miserable humid weather for this year.  So nice because we can open doors and windows again.  Won't be long and we'll be kicking on the sunroom fireplace and the main furnace. (actually, I did end up turning on the furnace for a bit)  I like that feeling of coming into a heated cozy atmosphere from colder outside temperatures.   Hot chocolate, simmering potpourri and soft ambient music.  Autumn, I just love it more and more every year.

It was 9 years ago today that Kelly and I came across a place with a 'For Sale' sign that we figured had our name on it.  Turned out it did and we moved into our current digs about 6 weeks later on a cold, wet and rainy Halloween Night.  We have been here ever since and for me it marks the longest period of time I have lived in one single place since leaving home way back in 1965.

Be sure to check out RVSUE AND HER CANINE CREW Here's a fellow RV Blogger with a flare for writing.   And, she has the excitement and enthusiasm to go right along with it too.  New to the RV world she is currently making her way around New Mexico with her 2 Canine Pals in a Casita trailer.  I particularly like her take on life and it is always reassuring for me to read another persons thoughts and feelings much akin to my own in many ways.  I particularly got a kick out of her statement,  By nature I’m a loner. (I said LONER, not serial killer, okay?) This Gal has Spunk:))


I was a good Boy today....I cleaned my room:))  Been kind of overdo for awhile but wanted to make sure I had things cleaned up and organized before we head out next month.  As a rule I am basically a fellow who likes to keep things neat and tidy but I have been known to fall off the wagon into the mud from time to time.  And yep, my room was beginning to get a little on the muddy side alright.  Well, especially now since it looks like I will be sharing my room with the Pheebster…..Smile

A shout out and a big thank you to all the folks who send in encouraging emails from time to time.  Very much appreciated I can assure you.  And, to answer the following question in this mornings mail box......... "Thanks for doing what you do, I just wonder if you ever feel the pressure of the daily blog?"  Yes, I certainly do but let me just say this......the pressures and problems I face are generally caused by none other than myself:))

A bit late getting to the computer tonight because I became wrapped up in a TV history series earlier about the Moguls and Movies from their early beginnings in the 1920’s.  If something has to do with the realities of history, chances are I am probably going to be interested in it.

 THE LAST PARAGRAPH:{  I thought the Gypsy G-Mas made a good point in a comment on my blog Sunday night regarding my opinions on Full Timing.  They, in part said, “There's a lot of truth to the 'grass is always greener on the other side'. Although I don't regret our decision to go fulltime, I feel like I now better appreciate a lot of things we had when we were in a stix n brix.”  A point well made and a point well taken……….10-4:{


GROANER’S CORNER:  Tonight’s groaner is a bit long……but it is truly a groaner!!

After Quasimodo's death, the bishop of the Cathedral of Notre Dame sent word through the streets of Paris that a new bell ringer was needed.
The bishop decided that he would conduct the interviews personally and went up into the belfry to begin the screening process.
After observing several applicants demonstrate their skills, he had decided to call it a day.

Just then, an armless man approached him and announced that he was there to apply for the bell ringer's job. The bishop was incredulous.
'You have no arms !'
'No matter,' said the man. 'Observe !'
And he began striking the bells with his face, producing a beautiful melody on the carillon.

The bishop listened in astonishment; convinced he had finally found a replacement for Quasimodo.
But suddenly, as he rushed forward to strike the bell, the armless man tripped and plunged headlong out of the belfry window to his death in the street below.

The stunned bishop rushed down two hundred and ninety five church steps, when he reached the street, a crowd had gathered around the fallen figure, drawn by the beautiful music they had heard only moment before.
As they silently parted to let the bishop through, one of them asked, 'Bishop, who was this man ?'.
'I don't know his name,' the bishop sadly replied,
' ................. but his face rings a bell'
WAIT ! WAIT ! There's more
The following day, despite the sadness that weighed heavily on his heart due to the unfortunate death of the armless campanologist, the bishop continued his interviews for the bell ringer of Notre Dame.
The first man to approach him said, 'Your Excellency, I am the brother of the poor armless wretch that fell to his death from this very belfry yesterday. I pray that you honour his life by allowing me to replace him in this duty.'
The bishop agreed to give the man an audition, and, as the armless man's brother stooped to pick up a mallet to strike the first bell, he groaned, clutched at his chest, twirled around, and died on the spot.
Two monks, hearing the bishop's cries of grief at this second tragedy, rushed up the stairs to his side.
'What has happened ? Who is this man ?' the first monk asked breathlessly.
'I don't know his name,' sighed the distraught bishop, 'but...'
'He’s a dead ringer for his brother.'


Tourists see the world, travelers experience it.

Until one has loved an Animal, their soul remains un-awakened.



The only thing better than right now will someday be the memories of right now...AL.


  1. Al, Oh how I would love to have the weather where we could turn the AC off and maybe the heat on. I am overdue in the desire for fall to be here!!!!!!!!!!!!!

  2. Al, Oh how I would love to have the weather where we could turn the AC off and maybe the heat on. I am overdue in the desire for fall to be here!!!!!!!!!!!!!

  3. I'm getting excited for you now that your departure date is drawing closer. I miss being on the road but look to a day when I can travel now and then.

  4. our aircondtioner is still running here in BC...summer has finally arrived!..we know it will be short lived but geesh..where in the heck was it last month???

  5. Groan, and double groan! I visited Paris in January many years ago. I had the opportunity to ring the bell in the tower of Notre Dame, basically because there were no other tourists interested in climbing the tower in the cold!

    You go where you can, when you can!

  6. Still hot in Eugene, OR but at least the nights are starting to cool off. Can't complain, summer was a long time coming this year. Fall has always been my favorite season - I always think of hot spiced apple cider and hot from the oven pumpkin bread..oh yeah!

  7. A great long weekend weather wise here..sunny days (finally) and cool nights for sleeping..nothing nicer than the windows open with the cool breeze blowing through...I could count on one hand without using all my fingers the number of times we needed the AC this summer...hoping and praying for a nice must be excited getting ready to roll out...wish we had a definite date...

  8. Double groan for sure! Loved it! Here in Carson City we haven't used the A/C for a few days, but we turn the heater on in the mornings. We are sure getting antsy for the trip back home to Benson. Been gone too long. In 51 years of marriage, this is the longest period we have ever been away from our home base, almost five months.

  9. Triple groooooooan.....We have been dipping to upper 40's at nite here, but no heat turned on yet....We have a campfire every nite on the deck though..