Summing it Up...
Now, that I'm way on the wrong side of sixty, I feel that being true to self is important. "I yam, what I yam." Kindness and smiles are to be given away. Women are strong. Men are more vulnerable than we believe. Husbands may come and go...but one thing I know for sure is that I will NEVAH live without a corgi or coffee in my life if I can prevent it. Come piles of dog fur or hot water!
Wednesday, June 04, 2008
Jim left for White Pines State Park today. This will be his third year to work at his beloved park as camp-host, trail-blazer, and official trash picker-upper. He loves it there, and living in the the pine-filled forest seems to soothe his soul. We won't have full hook-ups, just electric, as we are the third couple when normally there is just two. He said he wants to stay until October 1st so he can see the fall colors. Something we've talked about for the past two seasons. The park empties out, and color should be incredible. I'll go over in three weeks with the dogs and stay until after the 4th, then return back to North Manchester.
In August and September, the dogs and I will do the same. We're staying home part-time, after two summers away. I want Mom to come stay off and on, and take Josh to camp. We just completed some huge in-house and outside projects since our return from Florida in late March, and our most recent individual trips. New carpet throughout the house, painting, gutted the bathroom and made it new, lots of pitching out of junk, and serious cleaning. Whew. Now it's time to get ready for a yard sale. I want to check out our local town's recreation classes to see if they have anything to do with scrapbooking. This might be good for us to have time apart, to renew and refresh after living in the confines of a 32-foot RV all summer, fall and winter in 2007-2008!! I'm enjoying the house and small town living again. The farmer's market opens up this Saturday, and Josh and I are planning a trip to Shipshewana before he goes to camp. The dogs take life day by day. On our way home from White Pines last week, Jake opened an unopened box of Milkbones, apparently with his teeth. It was packed in a plastic bag, up on the RV's dinette. Both corgies were very quiet, and very thirsty on the 7-hour drive home that day. Who said corgies need thumbs???