HAVNIG STRANGE READING PROBLEMS WITH THIS BLOG

I DON'T KNOW WHY BUT I CAN'T READ THE ENTIRE BLOG WHEN I GO TO VIEW WHAT I'VE WRITTEN HERE.  I'M GOING TO GO OFF THE BLOG AND TRY IT AGAIN ON A DIFFERENT BLOG SITE.  SORRY.  IT'S JUST DRIVING ME A LITTLE NUTS NOT TO BE ABLE TO READ THE BLOG OR YOUR COMMENTS.  THANKS FOR YOUR PATIENCE AND UNDERSTANDING.  I'LL LET YOU KNOW WHEN I GET SET UP ON ANOTHER SITE, OR AT THE VERY LEAST I'LL KEEP YOU POSTED ON EMAIL.  :  )

GLUE VERSES STICKY VELCRO TAPE

     So, I decided I wanted to hang a new mirror in the rv bathroom, but when we tried to remove the old mirror we quickly learned that it had been glued to the wall.  Ron's first response to this knowledge was to leave well enough alone.  Mine was to break the old mirror and take it down in pieces using a hot blow dryer and a scraper.  I won out, and after getting Ron some goggles, gloves and a towel the mirror was successfully removed.  My next project desire was to hang a new picture on the wall behind the dining table.  Again, we found the picture hung by the rv manufacturer to be a chore to remove only this time the securing mechanism was a hanger bracket and some sticky velcro tape (and I mean really sticky).  This project too was completed and I must say that even Ron is happy with the effects.  I do want to say that in the process of aesthetic remodeling we're learning that sticky is better then gluey.  We have since gone to Lowes to purchase the sticky velcro in order to hang a few things, including the new mirror in the bathroom.  It works great, and the rv is looking more homey and more cozy all the time. 

FIRST SNOW!

With a feeling of alarm we awoke to an early snowstorm on October 4th.  Snowflakes fell hard like swollen waters over a dam, and piled up three inches worth on the ground and in the trees which are still dressed in their full summer greens.  The snow lasted two days followed by freezing temperatures.   Ron works furiously on getting ready to leave, but there are still things to be done.   At the moment he is tiling the bathroom floor which was rotted around the toilet, and since linoleum has a tendency to curl up at the edges in hot climates we decided tile was the way to go.  Our "Color Tile" store experts clued Ron into a slightly different type of cement board than we normally use in the house.  This board is more flexible and can be cut with a good utility knife.   Poor Ron is squeezed into a very small space with tiles, buckets, trowels, etc, but he's nearly finished and the floor is looking great.   

DAD ARRIVES FOR INSPECTION

     Today my dad came to spend a night with us on his way back to Southern California for the coming cold season.  He couldn't wait to see what we've done to the motorhome, and I'm glad to report Dad was quite pleased with what he saw.  He checked out everything, including the water tanks and hoses and such (for some reason this is much more important than all the nice little aesthetic touches I added that men just do not notice).  Dad made a trip with Ron to the RV store to pick up a clear pipe that is attached to the black water tank, and after that important detail was taken care of, we had Dad's final assessment: :   
    "You're ready to roll!  Everything looks great!  I wish I could go with you!" 

     I guess he was pleased with how the motorhome looks as well, because he went inside to sit on the sofa and we couldn't get him out. I mentioned to him that we have a true hide-a-bed in that couch, and if he wants to fly out to New England when we're there for an Autumn season, he can and we'll take him along with us on a tour.  He kind of liked the idea, so I hope it works out.  

AUTUMN AT LAST

Whoa!   Summer is past and Autumn is here, and we have just five and a half more weeks until we roll out of our driveway of ten years and head down the road.   Ten years goes by fast, I've found.  In ten years we've had seven graduations, one wedding, and fifty-one birthdays (and that's just in our immediate family).  We've climbed mountains, gone snow shoeing, boated, water skiied, hiked and camped.  In ten years we went from being in our forties to being in our fifties.  We've said goodbye to each of our kids as they grown up and left home.  We've been blessed with another daughter (and a sister).  In ten years we've painted the walls inside the house four or five times.  We've painted green, yellow, raspberry, purple, and tan.  We've bought furniture and we've sold furniture.  In ten years we've enjoyed many things but none so much as the relationships we have with our family and friends.  Those relationships aren't going away just because we are.  It's Autumn at last, and soon we'll  be starting a new chapter in the book of our lives.  We're looking forward and not back, we're almost there, on the road in our rv!  Yipppeeeeee!!!!!

A WORD ABOUT RV TIRES WE DIDN'T KNOW WE NEEDED

Apparently, tires on a motorhome should be changed every seven years regardless of the fact that a motorhome may have only put a few thousand miles on those tires.  Tires are made of material that breaks down over time, especially if left sitting out in the sun.  Since the previous owners spent their winters down in Arizona, the tires have had a fair amount of sunshine heating them up, and this is what has led to the kind deterioration that requires replacement.  So, Ron called a few tire places to get prices for the mamoth tires that make our new home mobile, and he learned that we must fork over twenty five hundred dollars as soon as possible.  Fortunately, we have a friend whose husband works in the tire department of a certain company that is headquartered in our backyard, and we are now down to forking over two thousand dollars.  We thank the good Lord for friends.  And now, as soon as the metal place gives us back the new and improved and stronger frame for the rv bed, we will take the motorhome over to the tire company and fork over all of our garage sale money plus a hefty check for new tires we didn't know we needed.  

I hope you noticed that I added a link this morning.  It was because of my sister Mary that I have now become a fan of the Pioneer Woman.  Mary lives in Slovakia and she's always cruising around the internet looking for fun, new sites that she can enjoy in english first of all, and that she can learn from in order to share with her friends and students in Martin.  I love this new site, and I especially love all the contests and give-aways which is why I will be having some contests of my own on this blog.  So, I hope you follow along and enjoy the ride with us.  Check out the pioneer woman and let me know what you think.