
Friday, December 29, 2006
2006 - A Glimpse
Below are a collection of pictures taken in 2006. We made many trips prior to living in our RV full time, some of which you will see below. Our daughters have grown so much...it happens so fast. We have made some wonderful memories this year, ones we will surely not forget. I hope 2007 is a wonderful year for everyone and we look forward to hitting the road again soon.


Tuesday, December 26, 2006
Suede Checks In
For those of you who remember, Suede....We received a post card from her in November and I forgot to post it. Who knows...maybe we'll be seeing her again some day soon. She sent us another post card prior to this one that I misplaced. Suffice it say, I think she made great progress for a person who is 60+ years old!
For those of you who recently just started visiting our blog, you'll have to view my "Vanguard" post in September '06 to get caught up on the history with Suede.
Her post card follows:
For those of you who recently just started visiting our blog, you'll have to view my "Vanguard" post in September '06 to get caught up on the history with Suede.
Her post card follows:
Hi. Path thru West Virginia; Wardensville, Moorefield, Petersburg, Smoke Hole Caverns, Seneca Rocks, Harman, Wymer, Bowden, Elkins, Buckhannon, Homer, Weston, Camden, Pickle Street, Baldwin, Normanstown, Arnoldsburg, Spencer, Ripley, Silverton and on 11/20 from Ravenswood, WV, I walked over a bridge into Ohio. It snowed and sleeted that morning. So I prayed and marked my western most point I reached on the other side of the Ohio River. Then due to the danger of hunting season starting, dicey weather and arthritis and heel spur discomfort in my feet, I am packing it in and driving south for the winter. Happy Holidays, Suede.
Sunday, December 24, 2006
"Loser's Paradise"
We saw an article on an RV Park in Austin, TX, in The Huntsville Times today. I also found another similar article on the internet.
It peaked my curiosity so I did a search on the internet and found one family's site that also discussed this RV park.
It seems that RV life is one of the best kept secrets. More and more people are discovering that it really is a comfortable way of life. I'm thrilled for the people who live in Pecan Grove.
And, if the park has rental sites, we may visit their "bourgeoisis bohemian" paradise some day in the future when we visit family members in Texas. I don't know that I agree with the term "loser's paradise" though. I'd say these people are winning at the game of life.
AUSTIN — Ease into the Pecan Grove R.V. Park and you'll quickly discover why residents like Betsy Kemper — a.k.a. Doodle Bug the Clown — love the place so much.
Sheltered by towering pecan trees, the trailer park is near the famous Barton Springs Pool, Town Lake hike-and-bike trail and trendy restaurants and coffee cafes. Best of all, residents say, it's a close-knit community.
"I've lived in all the choicest neighborhoods in Austin, and this is the best one in town," said Kemper, 56, who performs at birthday parties and corporate events and lives in a Salem Park luxury trailer with a fireplace and "real toilet."
The Pecan Grove dwellers are part of a fading phenomenon — the urban trailer park. They enjoy affordable housing in a high-priced part of the city, where condominium and business development surges all around them. Some fear the new construction that's closing in, but they revel in their little oasis of old-style Austin.
"It's more than just location. It's a village. Pecan Grove is a village," said Milton Sullivan, 38, who has lived here 15 years and writes trailer park short stories. "I tend to call it a loser's paradise."
Many residents seem to lead richly rewarding lives.
Artists, couples counselors, an attorney, a software developer and even a movie star are among the eclectic set who live here year-round or seasonally in everything from 40-foot motor homes to little Airstreams.
(Actor Matthew McConaughey has a spot in the park, though he's not around often. Neighbors protect its location and are wary of strangers who appear to be paparazzi.)
It's not easy to join this enclave; there's a waiting list for the 80 monthly sites. They rent for $320 to $370 a month — that includes water, sewer and electricity — though some prices are about to go up past $400.
That's still a bargain in Austin.
Tony condos across the street sell for more than $600,000. The median home price in Austin this year has hovered around $170,000, surpassing most Texas cities, according to the Real Estate Center at Texas A&M University.
Trailer parks are becoming scarce in urban areas because of the cost of upkeep and because they often are on valuable land sought by developers, said Brian Schaeffer, executive director of the Texas Association of Campground Owners.
"That's happening a lot in Florida, and we're starting to see it now in Texas," Schaeffer said. "Many parks that were close to the city but weren't right in the city, well, now they're right in the city."
Some Pecan Grove residents worry about a new condo development planned on neighboring property, which would displace another smaller trailer park.
Longtime Pecan Grove manager Robert McCartney said he hopes the trailer park he runs keeps operating for a long time to come.
"This is home to a lot of people. There's not a lot of R.V. parks in Austin for the size of Austin," he said. "We've got some people who have moved out of some pretty big houses, and they say they don't regret it one minute."
Terry Cottrell, a 55-year-old retired state worker, lived in Pecan Grove in the early 1980s. He moved away and got married, had children and eventually divorced. Now he's back, living in what he calls the quiet, simple world of the "bourgeoisie bohemians."
"It's a lifestyle more than anything. You have to be beyond the ego point in your life, where having a new house is your status. You have to let that go," he said.
Cottrell likes to go flying with friends, and he spent the summer becoming a life guard at Barton Springs Pool.
As in any neighborhood, holiday decorations adorn the trailers. There are wreaths and lights and tiny dangling holiday Airstreams. Artist Faith Wickey put up a large real Christmas tree inside her Yellowstone trailer.
A few feet away is Wickey's studio, a converted bedroom where she works on colorful glass art. She likes to wear bright clothes and delights in her freestyle life.
"I like living in a house on wheels," said Wickey, who travels to art shows around the country and has a summer cottage in Michigan.
Traveling the West, "exploring the path of intimacy," brought Jeff London, 50, and Jesse Heron, 59, to Pecan Grove. They said they wanted to leave the rat race behind and live in close quarters to learn about their relationship.
They are meditators and relationship advisers. They love the movie "The Wizard of Oz," and use their 5 1/2-foot corn snake, Dorothy, in sessions. They call Pecan Grove the "emerald forest."
"It's like the Hotel California — you can check out but you can never leave," London said.
Some residents come and go because they work in multiple cities. Some would rather pursue pastimes like traveling or rock climbing than spend time and money on a house.
Robbie Chandler, 81, a former funeral singer and variety show performer, said she enjoys her acquaintances and feels safe at Pecan Grove. After visiting the place for years, she and her late husband moved in full time about 10 years ago.
In her cozy kitchen is a box of sweet potatoes. In her living room is a china cabinet and a television set for watching her favorite soap operas. On a stool sits an old Hank Williams song book reminding her of the music she adores.
"I love trailering," she said. "I tell people all the time, I have what you have in your house, it's only smaller."
It peaked my curiosity so I did a search on the internet and found one family's site that also discussed this RV park.
It seems that RV life is one of the best kept secrets. More and more people are discovering that it really is a comfortable way of life. I'm thrilled for the people who live in Pecan Grove.
And, if the park has rental sites, we may visit their "bourgeoisis bohemian" paradise some day in the future when we visit family members in Texas. I don't know that I agree with the term "loser's paradise" though. I'd say these people are winning at the game of life.
Friday, December 22, 2006
Merry Christmas & Happy New Year
Thursday, December 21, 2006
Jeff Got An Award From Work This Year!

From the movie: A Christmas Story
Mr. Parker: Holy smokes. Do... Do you know what this is? This is... A Lamp!
Narrator: It was indeed a lamp.
Mr. Parker: Isn't that great? What a great lamp.
Mother: I don't know...
Narrator: The old man's eyes boggled...
Mr. Parker: Oh WOW!
Narrator: ...Overcome by art.
Jeff has really worked hard this year and to recognize his outstanding performance, he has received the leg lamp. The container that the lamp was shipped in had the following stamped on the outside of the box: "FRAGILE." So we figured it was Italian or from some fancy European boutique. It is on display on the dashboard area inside of our RV. You can't see it very well right now outside because it is still daylight out but tonight, it will bring joy and class to our RV campground. I'm sure we will have many people who will find it hard to tear themselves away from "the soft glow of electric sex gleaming in the window."
P.S. To fully appreciate the humor of this post, you have to watch the movie A Christmas Story. If you've never watched A Christmas Story, you really need to some time soon! It's a classic:-)
Wednesday, December 20, 2006
Semi-Affluent Homeless
I met a gentleman camping next to us today. His name is Tom. After I told Tom we were living in our RV full time, he asked me if I had ever heard of the term "semi-affluent homeless?" I responded, "no."
Evidently, he was full-timing it in his RV when the last census was taken and he was classified as "semi-affluent homeless" by the census bureau.
I have to say this term made me chuckle a bit. I'm sure someone spent days sweating over the most politically correct term to describe us. There's a fine use of resources.
The whole discusson on "semi-affluent homeless" reminded me of some other experiences where we have had to deal with businesses or government offices regarding our living status.
One of my favorites was when I went to get our tag at the local Department of Motor Vehicles office. They asked for my address and I gave them my PO Box address. The lady (and I use that term loosely) behind the counter huffed and responded back quite sharply, "you don't live in a PO Box." I replied, "No. I live in my RV. And, my RV may be parked here one day or in another state in a few days." So, she marched off with an attitude to get her manager. I couldn't believe that this was such an issue for them. Her manager came back and explained that by February (when it's time for tag renewal), that I had to provide a permanent residence address. She recommended that I pick a friend or family member who lives locally who will allow us to use their address for purposes of giving them a physical location so they can determine our ad valorem taxes. You just gotta love taxes!
And, PO Boxes do not just impact taxes. Our insurance company didn't like the PO Box address either. I can name other businesses too who absolutely refuse to take a PO Box for an address. It's just so frustrating!
But, I do feel better now knowing that I am not alone with my trials and tribulations...there is a whole group of us out there who are semi-affluent homeless who don't live in a PO Box.
Evidently, he was full-timing it in his RV when the last census was taken and he was classified as "semi-affluent homeless" by the census bureau.
I have to say this term made me chuckle a bit. I'm sure someone spent days sweating over the most politically correct term to describe us. There's a fine use of resources.
The whole discusson on "semi-affluent homeless" reminded me of some other experiences where we have had to deal with businesses or government offices regarding our living status.
One of my favorites was when I went to get our tag at the local Department of Motor Vehicles office. They asked for my address and I gave them my PO Box address. The lady (and I use that term loosely) behind the counter huffed and responded back quite sharply, "you don't live in a PO Box." I replied, "No. I live in my RV. And, my RV may be parked here one day or in another state in a few days." So, she marched off with an attitude to get her manager. I couldn't believe that this was such an issue for them. Her manager came back and explained that by February (when it's time for tag renewal), that I had to provide a permanent residence address. She recommended that I pick a friend or family member who lives locally who will allow us to use their address for purposes of giving them a physical location so they can determine our ad valorem taxes. You just gotta love taxes!
And, PO Boxes do not just impact taxes. Our insurance company didn't like the PO Box address either. I can name other businesses too who absolutely refuse to take a PO Box for an address. It's just so frustrating!
But, I do feel better now knowing that I am not alone with my trials and tribulations...there is a whole group of us out there who are semi-affluent homeless who don't live in a PO Box.
Sunday, December 17, 2006
The Polar Express and The Biltmore Estate

We traveled to North Carolina for the weekend. We stayed in Waynesville, NC, at Creekwood Farm RV Park, which was a good midway spot between Dillsboro and Asheville. We had reservations for the Polar Express Dinner Train (Great Smoky Mountain Railway) departing from Dillsboro and for the candlelight tour at the Biltmore Estate in Asheville.
It was our first time to stay in Waynesville and at this campground. The campground was very clean and well kept with nice pull through sites and the staff were equally as nice.


About 30 minutes later, I realized I no longer had my purse and I figured I had left it in the Chocolate Factory store. So, we headed back to the store and they did have it safely put away in their office. This is the second time I have left my purse accidentally in the past few years and both times it was safely returned. It's refreshing to be reminded that people are still inherently good.


The dinner was delicious. For the adults...spiral ham, sweet potato, green bean casserole, and rolls. For dessert...pecan pie. For the kids....chicken nuggets, fruit cup, and macaroni and cheese. For dessert...rice krispie treats.
After dinner, we arrived at the "North Pole." This is when Santa boarded the train. Again, I think they could've really made this really special but it only included seeing Santa sitting in his sleigh outside and then he boarded the train. He visited with each child for a picture and gave each child a sleigh bell. Poor Anna was so exhausted that she slept through most of the trip and she didn't eat one bite of her dinner. But, she did wake up to see Santa and to enjoy the Christmas carols being sung on the way back.
We were tempted to pass on the Biltmore and if we had not prepaid for our candlelight tour, we would have. But, we figured the girls would nap on the way to Asheville and even though I felt like collapsing in a bed myself, I was determined to not waste the money we had already obligated. Our tour was at 8:30 pm. We arrived around 7:15. That gave us enough time to visit the restrooms and to browse a couple of shops before getting in line for our tour. Rachel was really enjoying the tour at first. She got her own headset and was absorbing the information presented. She asked me where all of the people were that she saw in portraits hanging on the walls and I explained they lived here a long time ago but had since passed away. She has recently developed a fixation on death to some degree and it upset her slightly that these people had died. About half way through the tour she began to complain that she was tired. And, truth be told, I was quite exhausted myself. I had been battling muscle aches and joint aches for most the day. And, I would have moments of feeling like I was freezing to death even though the temperature was in the mid-70s. So we opted not to complete the tour. We were about halfway through it and decided to call it a night. We had to ride a bus back to the parking lot. On the way, Rachel once again began her discussion on death and dying. I tried to explain as I have before that death is a part of life. Eventually, we will all grow old (hopefully) and die. At that point she blurted out "I don't want to get old and die!" Her statement was easily overheard throughout the bus and particularly by an elderly couple sitting very near to us. I had to explain to them why she was upset and why she said what she did as they seemed offended.
We all collapsed when we got back to the RV. There are no pictures to share from the Biltmore. It was too dark outside to get any good photos and they do not allow photography inside.

I know I wasn't feeling any better and neither was Anna on Sunday. By Sunday afternoon, my fever topped out at 105. I took some motrin and got my temperature back under control. Anna had a fever of around 102.9 and some tylenol helped her. I knew that Monday morning meant getting us both to the doctor. Unfortunately, there is an epidemic going around locally; flu, strep throat and pneumonia are rampant. I wanted to bring Anna to her pediatrician but couldn't get an appt until 3:20 and the best I could arrange for myself was the Medstop...a local walk-in clinic that treats minor injuries and illnesses. Unfortunately, the Medstop isn't the most thorough in their patient evaluation. They ran no tests on me and decided my issue was a bronchial infection. I had my doubts but was greatful for any medication at this point that might help me feel better. Jeff brought Anna to her appointment that afternoon while I rested. Anna was tested and diagnosed with the flu....which is what I thought I had as well. The doctors offices were packed with people complaining about similar symptoms. It just stinks that everyone will be so sick during Christmas. We are hoping a praying that the medication that our pediatrician gave Rachel will help prevent her from getting the flu. We were concerned that we might not be able to get it. Every pharmacy in town was out of the medication except one.
I took my medications on Monday and I'd like to report that I felt better but I didn't. I had spiked a temperature again Monday afternoon in the 102 range and I coughed all night Monday night. Anna seemed to rest better.
I made an appointment with my internal medicine doctor on Tuesday. He diagnosed me with the flu and a bronchial infection. He gave me a shot in the fanny, prescribed some great cough syrup that allowed me to give my throat and chest much needed rest from coughing and something wonderful that knocked me out so I could get some sleep.
I'm praying both Anna and I feel better by Friday which is when we are scheduled to go to Huntsville to spend Christmas with Harold and Gail. We have all of their "Santa" presents there so it will not be a good thing if we can't make the trip but at the same time, I don't want to bring these illnesses to them.
At this point, all I want for Christmas is for my family to get healthy and stay healthy for a while. It seems Anna has been battling illness of some sort of another for over a month now. It is a good reminder that if you have your health you truly are rich beyond all measure.
Thursday, December 07, 2006
Mickey's Very Merry Christmas Party

I think what I want Disneyland to be most of all is a happy place–a place where adults and children can experience together some of the wonders of life, of adventure, and feel better because of it.--Walt Disney
Gail and Harold drove from Huntsville on Thursday and camped overnight in Georgia and we all left for Orlando on Friday. We got a late start since Anna awakened with a fever Friday morning. I brought her to the doctor and she was diagnosed with an ear infection. I picked up the prescriptions for her from the pharmacy and then we were on the road traveling to Orlando.


I do wonder how they transport it in their RV. Our exterior illumination was very conservative in comparison to some. I made a Mickey Christmas wreath to hang on the front of the RV this year. And, we put out a few other lights and an inflatable Mickey dressed as Santa. Our campsite was in loop 400 for this trip. While this loop is very convenient to the docks and beach area, it is also not the best location if you prefer peace and quiet like we do. We'd hear noise from other campers coming and going to the dock, the horns from the boats entering/exiting the dock area, the fireworks and the electric light parade as if they were right inside of our RV...every night! I'd rather be farther away and ride my bike to the dock area than listen to this again each night.













The girls enjoyed visiting the Lego store. It is just amazing what they can build with legos....including the dragon in the lake.
On Saturday night, we had a special treat. We had dinner reservations at Cinderella's castle. This was our first time to do this. Unfortunately, with Anna still not feeling 100% combined with a late dinner reservation and Jeff now being sick, it wasn't as pleasant as it could have been. The food at dinner was very good..not your typical park food. Jeff had salmon and I had the prime rib..both very good! We were able to see the fireworks while eating dinner at the castle which was a cool way to view them. If I had to do this over again, I'd certainly prefer everyone was healthy and I'd like an earlier dining time. 8:00 was a bit

While Disney World is known as the "happiest place on earth." There are times I have to question this label. We are not the lone parents who have moments of questioning their sanity. From paying outrageous prices for food that your children take one bite of to the incessant whining about walking, the temperature, or breathing...there are moments that it just isn't the happiest place on earth. I could not imagine coming here during the summer months when the temperatures are around 100, the lines are forever long, and the crowds are elbow to elbow. But, in the end, despite the grumpiness, the fatigue, the sickness and being significantly poorer....we did have a good time. Disney World is an awesome place to visit around Christmas time.
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