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Washing Away The Worries

06192016_RainsDuring the past few weeks, I’ve been struggling with several significant personal questions, such as whether to reconsider my RV summer travel plans, how to best assist a couple of animal welfare groups that are important to me, and to figure out why I was feeling so uninspired creatively.

After chatting with close family members and “inner circle” friends who I’m confident have my best interest at heart (as I do them), I discovered answers to most of my concerns, as well as a sense of relief that lifted my spirits!

Then, almost like a gesture of celebration, a large lone rain cloud formed overhead that same afternoon, which released a gentle but steady rain shower that lasted at least 30 minutes. As I laughed and lifted my arms to greet the cool raindrops pitter-pattering on my face, it was like they were washing away the last of my worries, and filling me with a sense of peace, purpose and gratitude.


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Happy Gotcha Day, Dodger!

04012016_Dodgers3rdGotchaDay_BestThree years ago on April Fool’s Day, Michelle, the president of McLennan Animal Rescue Coalition (MARCPets.org), called me about three tiny kittens who had spent the weekend in the Waco shelter with upper respiratory infection so bad they couldn’t see, smell or eat.

She asked if I could foster them, and I agreed.

We called them “The Baseball Boys” – Ranger, Astro & the little gray and white runt of the litter, Dodger.

These little kittens had been found in sewage, and good gracious did they reek! Yet we couldn’t bathe them because our first priority was to keep their fragile bodies warm. That afternoon, Dodger was so cold and lethargic, and I was afraid we were losing him. I jumped in my vehicle and held Dodger against my chest, with the stench of sewage less than foot from my nose, as I raced to meet my brother Trey & niece Abigail to pick up their spare microwave so I could use MARC’s heating disc.

We thought Dodger might be blind from the infection, but thankfully the medicine saved one of his eyes.

Otherwise, he’s grown into a hearty, healthy cat who is incredibly graceful, can snag a fly with one swipe, and makes the most impressive leaps, in spite of having only two dimensional sight.

He’s also a pretty good traveling kitty in the RV, and pesters me to put on his harness so we can go outside and explore. 

Goodbye for now, Mustang Island.

♫ TIME TO SAY GOODBYE ♫

After an amazing seven months at various locations here on gorgeous Mustang Island, it’s time to hitch up the RV and move on down the road.

One of my personal goals for 2016 is to haul the RV outside of the Texas state line, so this is a step in the right direction!

While I’m sad to leave Port Aransas, I’m equally excited about the new adventures yet to come…

Here are a few final photos from Mustang Island, 2016… See ya down the road!

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I Voted!

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I always exercise my right to vote, even when I’m “on the go.”

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Boat Ride to St. Jo’s Island

01242016_StJo03Yesterday, my friend Michele (another solo lady RVer) and I visited St. Jo’s Island, which is right across the channel from Port Aransas on Mustang Island, Texas.

Since you can only get to the little island by boat, there is very little traffic, and because of that, the beach has an abundance of shells!

It was a perfect day weather-wise, too; sunny and warm, compared the rest of the country dealing with snow, blizzards and freezing temperatures.

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This is one of the reasons I love the RV Life: If I don’t like the weather, or neighbors, or city… I simply hitch up and go somewhere else!

In all the years I visited Port Aransas, I’ve never ventured across to St. Jo’s. It was worth it!

But a word of warning, there are no bathrooms! You can BYOTP (Toilet Paper), or if you’re like me, you just don’t drink anything earlier in the day and hope you make it back across the boat before you have to go!

Life is a journey. Enjoy every minute of it.

AmyO.

Throwback Thursday

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Big Thicket National Forest (near Livingston, Texas)
March 2015

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Upon my return to Deep East Texas in the early Spring of 2015, I enjoyed exploring the Big Thicket National Forest during a weekly ritual I call my “Sunday Morning Gratitude.”

This focused quiet time allows me to reflect on my blessings, express thanks for the special people in my life, and stand in humble awe of God’s majestic creation.

One morning, I took a back road and ended up at this place. It was so breathtaking and grand, yet incredibly still and silent.

A perfect setting for reflection and giving thanks for abundant blessings.

Hope you have a blessed day today.

AmyO.

TREE FROG IN THE RV – AUGHHHHH!

This little “escapee” will soon be returning to home to East Texas after finding his way *inside* my RV this morning!

So how did this little tree frog end up hundreds of miles away at the beach in Port Aransas, Texas?

09252015_TreeFrogBESTIt all started when I was staying in Livingston a few months back. I’d see this little tree frog sticking to the RV windows at night, catching “bug dinners” thanks to the bright interior lights.

A few days before I left Livingston, I kept pulling this tree frog off the RV and sticking him on a nearby tree; however, by the next evening, this sticky bug catcher would be back on my rig!

“You can’t come with me,” I’d say.

He proved me wrong.

About a week after I set up here in Port Aransas, I saw Mr. Tree Frog sticking on the bunkhouse slide out.

“Surely not!” I thought, but alas, it was.

From that point on, my evening ritual included making small water puddles for him (and the local toads) as I watered my outside plants.

Often, I’d see him sticking on the side of my RV slide out, waiting for the water and bounty of bugs that followed.

Twice, he was perched on my utility hookups, as if waiting for the nightly “faux rain shower.” He was not scared of me, and would even allow me to lightly drizzle him with water from the hose.

It was an agreeable set up, but now, less than a week away from moving to a new RV Resort on the beach, I was worried that he’d get left behind or worse – a meal for a hungry seagull.

This morning, I was awakened by commotion in the rig!

The cats were after something and, trying to quickly shake off sleep, I ran to the kitchen to find out what they had found.

It was the little frog, sitting in the middle of a ring of cats.

The little frog was completely unharmed, and most likely untouched. My guess is the kitties tried to touch him, and his stickiness freaked them out.

I quickly scooped him up, dressed, and drove him over to ARK (Animal Rehabilitation Keep). ARK is the place that rescues all those baby sea turtles you see in the news, plus injured seagulls and other wounded marine life.

They took him in, and after identifying his species, informed me that tree frogs are in fact not native to the area.

Luckily, one of the staff members has family in the Houston area, and will soon be transported back to Deep East Texas (they took the information of where he originated). In the meantime, this lucky little frog will be kept safe and sound, with all the fruit flies he can eat!

I know it sounds silly, but I feel like this little tree frog and I had become… well, friends. Sadly, much like with ET (from the movies), it’s time for this visitor to go back *home* – to his own kind, to his own world.

Good luck, little tree frog friend. You’ll always be a special memory from my RV travel days!

“Gotcha Day” Anniversary – DODGER!

Two years ago this morning, I received a call from Michelle, the President of MARC at that time (McLennan Animal Rescue Coalition, MARCPets.org), about a litter of very sick kittens at the Waco (TX) shelter.

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It was a Monday morning, and these little ones had spent the weekend in a cage with a little can of food shoved in there that they couldn’t even see, smell or eat because they were so congested and tiny. (Thank goodness the Waco shelter has come a long way since that day!)

The kittens had apparently been found in a sewage line, so they smelled absolutely disgusting. I agreed to Primary Foster the “Baseball Boys”: Ranger, Astro & Dodger.

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Fallon, the MARC Foster Coordinator, was a patient coach as we tried everything to keep their weak little bodies warm.

That was also the day I was introduced to a “Snuggle Spaceship” (aka Snuggle Safe Heating Disc). Since I had stubbornly refused to have a microwave in my house up until that time, my brother & niece rushed me a spare microwave they had so I could heat the heating disc for the Baseball Boys.

SnuggleSafe (http://www.dog.com/item/snuggle-safe-pet-bed-microwave-heating-pad/020301/)

I rushed to meet them in the parking lot of a little wine bistro called The Grape, with stinky Dodger held to my chest for warmth.

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Out of the three brothers, we thought Dodger was most likely to be the first to go to the Rainbow Bridge, but my “Biter is a Fighter”, and he was the only one who survived.

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Even after all this, I know he still merely tolerates me, and only because *his* Sofie-Darla loves me.

But I love you anyway, Dodger! Happy Gotcha Day, Turkey Neck!

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PS – Dodger makes for a good travel buddy, too! #RVLife

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Trip #2: Livingston TX to Waco TX

TRIP #2

Date: Sun., Nov. 09, 2014

Depart: 11:22 a.m.

Arrive: 4:11 p.m.

Traveled: 188 miles

State(s) Travelled: Texas

Gas Stops: 1 (Took 3 tries!)

New Experiences:

  1. Unexpected Detour
  2. Construction cement barrier
  3. Busy Gas Stations

Incidents: 1

Exiting the gas station, spare tire scraped the sloped ramp. No damage to tire. Minor bend to metal secure bar. Oops!

 

Here we are in Livingston, about to hit the road.

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And upon arrival in Waco, TX! My awesome rescue dog, Sofie-Darla, was sooooo happy to be out of the truck.

11092014_LivingstonToWaco_PhotoOnlyYes, what normally should have taken about 4 hours took 5 hours. I had to go at the speed in which I was comfortable, so that meant going about 55 mph on I-45 while other cars were whipping past me at 70+mph. No one honked at me, at least that I was aware.

I have to admit that the stress-factor of the long drive was pretty intense! At one point, when I was instructed by police to detour around Huntsville, my jaw was chattering so badly that I’m sure I looked like a crackhead, or really, really cold. I couldn’t make it stop either! Fortunately, I didn’t give a darn at that point… I just wanted to hurry up and get to Waco – in one piece!

There was a lot of self-talk going on, “You can do this. You can do this.” At about two hours into the drive, I thought, “You know, Amy, you’re not ‘trail-blazing’ here. There are a lot of people, and a lot of single ladies at that, who do this. If it’s too much, you can always go get an apartment.”

WHAT?!?! Yes, the thought of an apartment was enough to snap me out of the “fear.” Later that night, after I was set up in Waco, I wrote a note to myself that included the phrase, “This kind of fear will NEVER stop me!”

The confidence I gained from RV Driving School played a big roll in my driving abilities, and Trip #2 was a huge milestone!

 

NEXT UP: TRIP #3… Waco to San Antonio

 

 

Trip #1: Move to The Hills + RV Driving School

TRIP #1

Date: Oct. 31, 2014

Destination: Glicks’ private property to Rainbow’s End “The Hills”, Site #68.

Mileage: Less than 1 mile.

Challenges: Nerves! And luckily, Mr. Glick backed the rig into its spot.

Incidents: NONE (whoo hoo!)

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NEXT UP: Private Lessons with “RV Driving School

DATES: Nov. 4-5, 2014 

11052014_RVDrivingSchool_PhotoOnlyPrivate Lessons, RV Driving School.

(Notice my instructor Glyn didn’t even wear a helmet!)

This was me on Day 2, after backing up *perfectly* 3 times in a row.

The Day Before, A Freak Accident: One of the thick metal pieces on my new Equalizer kit snapped!

Luckily, I was already slowing down to make a turn into an empty church parking lot when we heard the **BOOM**!

West RV said they’d never seen this happen before, but they got me fixed up fast and back on the road for my lessons.

I had a LOT of fun with the parking and backing up.

Freeway driving is a little nerve-wracking, but everyone tells me I’ll get used to that “air suction” of the 18-wheelers as they pass along side of me to the left.

I also did okay driving on the main street through town.

Residential driving, I hope I never have to do it! Streets are too small.

 

Thank you to my brave RV Driving School instructor, Glyn! I’ll shout from the mountaintops that RV Driving School was worth every penny!

 

TRIP #2 INFO (Livingston to Waco) COMING SOON!

 

 

 

 

 

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