A FELLOW RV BLOGGER DEALS WITH A SERIOUS HEALTH CONCERN

KELLY ALWAYS SEEMS TO FIND A LITTLE SOMETHING AT THE SATURDAY MORNING GARAGE SALES

A health scare today when one of our fellow RVing Blogger friends ended up in a Parker Arizona hospital.  When Kelly, reading a post early this morning, turned to me & said, “Jerry, from Jerry & Suzy, had a heart attack”, I thought…….Oh Oh.  Out of the hospital now, Jerry writes about his experience….IT WASN'T 'SPOSE TO BE LIKE THAT! 

Whenever I hear about things like Jerry’s experience I always think of all the great professional people who have seen fit to work & dedicate themselves to the medical profession, & to the assistance of the medical profession.  Men & Women working tirelessly for years & decades trying their best to help their fellow man.   People who have stuck it out in schools, Colleges & Universities to listen, learn & earn their medical training & degrees.   Lab researchers & Scientists.   Doctors, medical staff, nurses, paramedics, & specialists of all kind.  These are the people, in my mind, who deserve the praise & the thanks for their personal & dedicated efforts.  I have always had great respect for all those hard working people in the medical profession.  And, when a life is saved or improved, it is generally the combination of many well trained people successfully working together as a team to help their fellow man.

 

 PHEEBS HAS ADAPTED WELL TO THE RECLINER SWAP      

A few weeks ago I posted some thoughts about maybe making some changes to our present vehicle line-up.  As priorities & lifestyles change, so do vehicles.  Mentioned at that time about maybe selling the Jeep.  Well, shush my mouth, what a terrible thing for me to say!!  Out in the desert Friday I was once again reminded of why we bought the Jeep in the first place.  So no, the Jeep will not be going anywhere anytime soon.  Still figure it is one of the best little vehicles I’ve ever had.  And, I'VE HAD A FEW:))  Our 2006 2 door 6 speed Wrangler was the last year they made the straight 6 cylinder engines & I’ve heard many times, it is one of the toughest engines Jeep ever built.  It is the Jeeps simplicity that appeals to me.  Nothing fancy, not a lot of schnazzy electronics.  Just a bare bones little buggy.  Suits me just fine.  I’m not too fancy either.   And hey, did you know THE DUCKS just got a Geo Tracker.  

 

NO WAY WE WANT TO GIVE UP OUR DESERT TRAVELS

While at home in Bayfield Ontario for half the year we have a fast internet connection & are not on any kind of limiting Gigabyte plan.  Different story when we are traveling south of the border.  Verizon is our internet carrier & we are on a 10 Gigabyte limit each month.  If we go over that we are financially penalized.  Our connection here in Congress is not lightning fast & to download anything can take a long time using up many precious bytes.  My posts & photos plus both of us being on line with 2 separate computers each day eats up a lot of bytes as well.  For the winter months we cannot do ‘You Tubes’, videos, on-line music downloads, animated jokes & cards etc.  I do save many of them to have a look at when we return home in the Spring though. 

FINALLY GOT OUR OUTSIDE DRYER UP & RUNNING

And again, just a reminder to readers, I do not accept Facebook Friend requests.  Been burned twice by scammers with Friend Requests so accepting a friend request from anyone is now a ‘no-no’ for me.  I’m not an active Facebook user.  Just there to drop my post in most nights & that’s it.

SINCE CHANGING RECLINERS, PHEEBS IS ABLE TO JUMP UP ON MY LAP AGAIN

Relaxing in the backyard this morning I heard one of the sweetest birds I think I have ever heard.  It’s sweet sound was that of half a dozen Spring songbirds.  It was so melodic I thought for sure it must be some kind of exotic creature because it did not sound anything like the ‘chug-chug-chug’ of our Cactus Wrens.  Not the sharp loud ‘whit-weet’ of a Curved Bill Thrasher, not a Gila Woodpecker, & definitely not a raspy Raven.  Maybe a small Parrot, a Meadowlark, somebody’s pet Canary.  Maybe a combination of all three.   Grabbed my camera & set off to find this Rhapsodiun songster.  Took a bit of looking, but at last there it was, sitting on a post among the Cactus & Mesquite. It was none other than an orange eyed……’Curved Bill Thrasher’.  Never knew they could sing so beautifully……… 

 

Kelly was off to Wickenburg late this morning while Pheebs & I held the Fort for the day.  Still lots to do here but without the materials to finish up my projects I’m kind of in limbo.  Need another load of crushed stone, more rails & posts for our fence, more plants, more rocks, etc.  Need to get myself back into work mode again.  This sitting around doing toooooo much relaxing stuff is for da birds…..

SSSSHHHH, THESE TWO GUYS ARE ASLEEP

GROANER’S CORNER:((  Did you know that according to the song, "Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer", Santa has twelve reindeer? Sure, in the introduction it goes "There's Dasher and Dancer and Prancer and Vixen, Comet and Cupid and Donner and Blitzen..." That makes eight reindeer. Then there's Rudolph, of course, so that makes nine. Then there's Olive. You know, "Olive the other reindeer used to laugh..." That makes ten. The eleventh is Howe. You know, "Then Howe the reindeer loved him..." Eleven reindeer. Oh, and number 12? That's Andy! "Andy shouted out with glee." The proof is in the song!

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