An Open Road Week...or so it seemed...

Sunday, July 29 – Saturday, August 4, 2007

Sunday, July 29 ....road trip 1

Since Jaycie had cheer practice early this afternoon, we had to leave Artesia by 8:30 NM time to meet Jim and Cat in Plains, TX to return their daughter. We picked up Edith and delivered her to church and headed out for the last leg of our visit with Jaycie.

Then it was back to Artesia to spend the rest of the day doing not much of anything.

Monday, July 30 ....road trip 2

Since Edith and TJ had decided to make the trip to Florida to be with Glennis while Raymond is in the hospital, Jim and I drove Edith to Breckenridge, TX, to meet TJ. This required a 6 hour trip over to Breckenridge where we had lunch with TJ and a friend Marge before transferring Edith and her luggage over to TJ’s car. Then Jim and I headed back to Artesia.

We did consider stopping for the night, but since the only motels between there and Artesia were either in Synder or Hobbs, we decided to stick it out and sleep in our own bed! And…a little over 14 hours from when we started out, we were back in Artesia.

Tuesday, July 31

Basically a recuperation day.

Wednesday, August 1

Another Chaos lunch with the Terpening clan. And a preparation to leave Artesia day. With Barbara and Warren’s wedding just around the corner now, it was time to get things around the “house” ready to move on over to Hobbs.

Thursday, August 2 ...road trip 3

We awoke this morning to the piddle patter of rain…okay, so it was more like the thump, thump of rain…When it appeared that the weather wasn’t going to get any drier, we made the executive decision to go on and get Big V over to the gravel. Since we’re now on a concrete pad (thank goodness!), the heading off wasn’t too bad, but we did leave some big ruts between the pad and the graveled driveways.

Jim was ecstatic to find that when he hitched the trailer to the motor home, the lights he had labored on so long worked! Then it was just a matter of raking through the ruts, going over to Edith’s to feed the dogs, and cleaning up before we left for Hobbs.

We joined Susie’s family and friends for supper that night over at the Francis home.

Friday, August 3

While I attended a lingerie and linen brunch for Barbara, Jim joined some of the men over at Susie’s house. Then we spent the afternoon helping to prepare the church and country club for the wedding/reception. Don’t know that we helped all that much, but we were moral support, if nothing else.

While the rehearsal and rehearsal dinner were occurring, we helped Jerry and Nancy feed other family and friends over at Susie’s.

Saturday, August 4


The big day has arrived! Jim and I once again headed out to the country club to see what we could do to help finish up decorating for tonight’s reception. Then there was a little time to shop browse before heading over to the Francis home for lunch.

After dropping Nancy and Becky off at their motel, we managed to find a little time to take a nap before dressing up and heading to the church. By 6:30 PM Barbara and Warren were pronounced man and wife in a lovely ceremony.

Next stop was the reception out at the Hobbs Country Club.





It’s been another good week for us and we hope that yours was also.

“There are three things that last: faith, hope and love, and the greatest of these is love.” - I Corinthians 13:13

Jim & Barbara

Grand and Great Grandsons

Written on July 31, 2007

While we were in the mountains, Jim and I really hit the mother lode! First, we received the 3 month photos of Little Jimmy (who now weighs 15 lbs, 8 oz and is 24 inches long!) from Whitney. Besides sending the photos, she revealed that Little Jimmy's hobbies include: singing, kicking, watching music videos and chewing on fingers. Then, John sent us photos of great grandson Rhett (and Granddaughter, Randi!). Rhett is 6 months old (Randi's 12 and a half! Almost a teen-ager...can't believe that!)
It's amazing how grandparents seem so young once you become one. ~Author Unknown

From proud grand and great grandparents,

Jim and Barbara


From the Mountains to the Desert



Sunday, July 22 – Saturday, July 28, 2007

Sunday, July 22

Some kind of stomach bug kept me home while Jim and Edith went to church and out to eat lunch. I spent the morning sleeping, but was awakened by a phone call that Jim’s Uncle Raymond had been put in the hospital in Marianna. That was certainly not news we wanted to hear!

Rest of the day is pretty much a blur to Jim and I both.

Just as a matter of record, it was 17 years ago today that Henry H. Colwell, Jr. and John Roark (Becky’s husband) died of cancer. It was a day that caused two strangers to eventually become best friends! Weird how life works out like that sometimes…

Monday, July 23

A morning swim at the natatorium, doing some chores, and preparing for our trip to get granddaughter, Jaycie, in Lubbock kept us busy most of the day.

Tuesday, July 24

Once again we journeyed to the natatorium to begin the day.

Eventually, were ready to hit the road. This year only Jaycie was going to be able to take a summer trip with us. We had hoped that Randi would be able to join us, but her busy schedule as an almost teen-ager kept her in San Antonio this year.

Since Jimmy, Cathey, and Jaycie were all busy in the early evening, we had a Mexican dinner with Becky at El Chico after she got off work. As always, we filled the visit with absurd thoughts, memories, and laughter!

Next stop was the cheer studio where we watched Jaycie and her cheer team practice before heading to the kids’ house to spend the night.

Wednesday, July 25

After getting a relatively early start for Ruidoso, Jaycie, Jim, and I stopped in Roswell to visit my sister Carol and her husband Cal for a short break. It wound up being a lunch stop, too, since Carol fixed some chicken noodle soup for Jay Bird, with ice cream as dessert!

Once in Ruidoso, we checked into our motel room and then headed out to browse the shops along Main Street. Our only purchases wound up being a shirt for Jim and jelly beans (Dr. Pepper, buttered popcorn, and grape slush flavors) for Jaycie.

Then we all agreed that a meal to take to the motel was in order since we were pretty tired from the traveling and walking…so…KFC here we came!

We all went swimming but then I went back to the room to try to take care of some internet business….oops! Couldn’t get on line! After about an hour’s hassle and run-around, we repacked everything and moved down the hall to another room. It really became quite comical and filled the evening with a lot of silliness!

Thursday, July 26

We had decided that our day would include a trip to the horse races since it was something that Jimmy and John used to like to do when they were young. But, we had left the motel a little early so we went to the Billy the Kid Museum (which was closed) so then we walked over to the Hubbard Museum. Well…we didn’t actually go into the museum…instead we walked through the gardens which were filled with horse sculptures. Jaycie decided her favorite horse was the Arabian because it was solid white.

About 10:00 we headed to the track without checking to see for sure when the races started. Couldn’t figure out why it was so deserted until we got a program and noticed that the actual races didn’t start until 1:00 PM! Another oops!

This meant we had time to take in a paddle boat ride up at the Inn of the Mountain Gods. We were lucky enough to get a 4 person paddle boat which just meant that Jim had to paddle twice as hard! Jaycie took turns sitting beside Jim and me for photo op sessions! We all agreed that an hour on the lake was just a little too long!

We made a quick trip back to the motel to gather picnic supplies before we headed to the races. I think I really expected Jaycie to enjoy one race and then she’d say it was time to go; but that’s not what happened. She loved the whole atmosphere and the horses showing off for the crowd before each race.

Her explanation for this enjoyment was that she loved doing new things and things her friends hadn’t done. She had a million questions about the races that Jim and I couldn’t answer, like why were horses #11 and #12 not going to race after all, what did the numbers on the board mean, etc., etc.

After the 6th race (by then it was 3:30), we decided that enough was enough and Jim and I needed some rest before our planned night adventure.

About 5:30 we arrived at Bonita City, home of the Flying J Ranch. This is a really unique little glimpse into an old Western setting. There are small curio shops for browsing, panning for gold, riding a horse for kids, pistol shooting (we didn’t let Jaycie do that), and then right before the camp style meal, a good old-fashioned shoot-out between the bad guys and the sheriff. The night ends with a performance of Western music by the Flying J Wranglers. It is really a great way to spend an evening in the mountains!
Friday, July 27

After checking out of the motel, we made the short drive down to Alamogordo, NM, where we were going to make a trek out to White Sands with my niece Lynette, her four children, my sister Carol, and her husband Cal. Since this adventure wouldn’t happen until after Nettie got off work and it cooled down some outside, we spent time in the pool and browsing some shops.

Saturday, July 28

It was almost time to call this trip done. But, first, we made a stop at Lynette’s for breakfast and another visit. Sister, Carol, who has always been the cook in the family, fixed up a small meal of eggs, sausage, fruit, hash brown patties, and biscuits. It’s safe to say that no one left the table hungry!

Along the way, we made some side stops…especially one at Elk, where we found the gate open and were able to get some close up shots of “The Little Kitchen” plaque.

Once back at “home”, we took Jaycie over to visit Edith and the dogs. And, later over to Jean’s for a visit. Highlight of the night for Jaycie was when Jean gave permission for Jim to take Jaycie out in Little Red.
With another travel day ahead of us on Sunday (time to return Jay Bird to her parents), we decided to call it a night after watching a DVD of The Parent Trap.

And that’s it from the Littles for this week…hope it’s been a good one for all of you out there.

“Don’t judge each day by the harvest you reap, but by the seeds you plant.” Robert Lewis Stevenson

Jim & Barbara

More From Artesia

Sunday July 15 – Saturday, July 21, 2007

Sunday, July 15

Since Ernie’s job took him out of town, Jim and I picked up Edith and attended church with her. Afterwards, Edith offered to buy our lunch and Jim decided that we should all go to Kwan Den for some Chinese. The three of us enjoyed our meal and then agreed it was bound to be nap time!

Can’t remember another thing worth writing about!

Monday, July 16

Happy birthday, Nancy Terpening!

After swimming exercises with Becky at the AHS natatorium, we spent the day just catching up on things around the house.

Finally, arrangements were made between Jerry and Jim as to how they were going to sneak the big red 4 wheeler behind the fence without Nancy knowing…The plan was really rather simple (had to be for Jim and I to follow it!)…We would arrive at Nancy and Jerry’s around 6:00, before everyone arrived, and Jim would ask Jerry if he had time to go with him to pick up the lawn mower at Edith’s as I didn’t go with him today and he couldn’t lift it into the car. My job was to keep Nancy occupied and away from the back windows where she might see the guys unloading it. After what I thought was the right amount of time, I said I was going out front to sit on the picnic table. Sure enough, Nancy tagged along though I know she was thinking that she had a perfectly beautiful patio table out back in the shade! But, she was too polite to say anything.

What I hadn’t counted on, was that we could hear the sound of the tires on the gravel as they turned into the alley! However, Susie and her family arrived just about the same time and Nancy was distracted greeting them. The surprise was still thumbs up.

Once again, pictures are worth a thousand words!

It was a great night with lots of fun and laughter.

Tuesday, July 17

After our usual morning trip to the pool, we decided to once again take off on the cycle. If we’re going to do a long trip to the Pacific Northwest our bodies need to get in shape, in more ways than one!

Our destination today was Elk, NM, which is basically a wide spot in the road. However, this place holds special meaning to Jim…

Jim: When I was young (starting sometime in elementary school) our family attended the annual Cowboy Camp Meeting held at Elk, a small ranching community in the foothills of the Sacramento Mountains about 60 miles west of Artesia. The camp was sponsored by our church (First Baptist of Artesia), and was held on land owned by the Cleave family.

It was a great time of visiting for the adults and playing for the kids (when we weren’t in church services or Bible study). Daddy was one of the camp cooks each year, and it was a wonderful treat to wander by the cook shed and enjoy the aromas of camp coffee and whatever barbecue dish was being prepared for the day…beef, pork, goat, or whatever else had been donated by area ranchers.

As the camp grew, we moved out of the little church building into a new tabernacle. Likewise, the little cook shed became too small to meet the needs of the crowds that gathered during the week, so a new kitchen was built.

After Daddy died in 1966, it was decided by the powers that be to name the kitchen after Daddy, and a plaque was installed at the entrance stating that this was “The Little Kitchen,” in honor of Joe Little.

Since then, the Elk Camp Meeting has disbanded…no one knows exactly why…maybe it had fulfilled it’s purpose and it was just time to move on to other things. It’s too bad, because the camp week was a wonderful time at the end of summer for families to be together and recharge their batteries before getting school started. There was wonderful preaching, great singing, and enough recreational activities to wear everyone down so they could get a good night’s sleep in the fresh mountain air. And, did I mention the food? Words just can’t properly describe it all.

We wanted to ride up to Elk today to try to get some pictures of the old campground. It is now a hunting preserve and none of the structures are being used as originally intended, but the plaque is still on the wall at the entrance to the kitchen. One of these days, I want to contact one of the members of the Cleave family and get permission to enter the property and take some close-up shots of the old buildings. Meanwhile, this is some of what we captured on the ride today.

On the left is a shot of the entrance to the kitchen. (If you look carefully, you can see the plaque honoring my Dad) On the right is the original building where church services were held.











After leaving Elk, we continued west on U.S. 82 through Mayhill and up to the eastern edge of the village of Cloudcroft before turning off on a state road for a scenic trip (about 30 miles) through the Sacramento Mountains toward Ruidoso.

From Ruidoso, we rode back toward Roswell, where we joined Barbara’s sister and brother-in-law (Carol and Cal) for supper and visiting. Then, it was back to Artesia after a ride of about 250 miles…another step in getting our bodies prepared for a lengthy road trip.

Wednesday, July 18

Barbara: Today was once again lunch day at Chaos with the clan. Jim and I were pleased when Edith decided to join us. She said I forced her, but I swear it was just gentle nudging!

Since there’s nothing to write about, I decided to show you why Jim and I love NM.

These are photos I took yesterday on our cycle ride.

There is a certain ruggedness that appeals to us!

If I were still oil painting, I’d like to recreate the photo of the shed on the left and its surroundings!

Thursday, July 19

Jim: Happy birthday, Karen Francis!

We decided that we had better do something about getting the motorcycle inspected, since July is almost over and we have some travel plans coming up. So, we voted that we would ride the cycle over to Seminole, Texas, where we got the initial inspection last year.

It was a cool and cloudy morning…just perfect for a ride. In fact, we even wore jackets for this trip. We stopped at McDonalds in Hobbs for a quick breakfast, and then continued another 32 miles to Seminole, where we were fortunate enough to not even have to wait for the inspection. It was a two hour ride for a ten minute process, but it was necessary, and a great day for being out.

When we were finished in Seminole, we rode back to Hobbs where we thought we’d take a look at the RV park where we will be staying in a couple of weeks when we go to Barbara Francis and Warren Yehl’s wedding. We didn’t know what to expect, but were pleasantly surprised to find a very nice RV resort with all the amenities. The park has been open only a year, and still looks new. The manager gave us the grand tour of the place and confirmed that our reservations were in order for the first weekend in August.

By the time we left the RV park and gassed up the cycle, it was getting warm and windy. We gave a moment’s thought to riding down to Carlsbad and then back up to Artesia, but by the time we got to the Artesia cutoff about 15 miles from Hobbs, it was evident that we didn’t want to go any more miles than we had to, so we took the cutoff and came on home…another 250 miles under our belts (or should I say on our rears), but a really fun day.

We finished off the evening by attending another of Becky’s softball games at Jaycee Park and Sports Complex. For several innings it looked as if the Methodists were going to win their game, but the opponents clawed their way back and won by a run…a tough loss for our team, but a good time was had by all.

Friday, July 20

After taking yesterday off from our morning swim, we returned to the AHS natatorium for our daily water aerobics…then it was over to Mother’s house for a couple of cups of coffee and a short visit.

Back at our place, Barbara worked on details for our planned cycle trip to the Pacific Northwest while I continued working on the big trailer. I’m not sure what I thought I was getting into when I decided to replace the lights and all the wiring on the trailer, but it turned out to be a much bigger job than what I thought it would be. By 2:00 pm though, it was all done (I hope). I won’t know for sure for another week or so when hook it up to Big V for a trip to Hobbs, Liberal, and Albuquerque.

I spent a couple of hours mowing Mother’s yard (trying to beat a rainstorm that never materialized), and then returned to Big V. After supper and a little TV, it was time to call it another day.

Saturday, July 21

Why is it that when you have a day when you can sleep in, you wake up early? That’s what happened to us today. I deliberately shut off the alarm last night so we wouldn’t wake up early, but Barbara was awake by 4:30 and I woke up at 5:00.

With no swimming this morning and nothing that had to be done right away, it seemed like a perfect morning to indulge in a leisurely breakfast of pancakes, bacon, and eggs, something we seem to have gotten away from. It was nice to just kick back and relax in the comfort of our own home.

The day was spent just doing odd jobs…Barbara went to town and did a couple of loads of clothes while I did some mowing and trimming around the place. Later, I cleaned out the inside of the Vibe…it’s amazing how much dust and dirt can accumulate around here.

Tonight---kick back and relax…work on the journal and watch some TV…a nice end to the week.

“Before you face the day, face the Father”…Sign at Trinity Temple Assembly of God in Artesia.

As a side note, the pastor at Trinity Temple is Bobby Argo, brother of Elton Argo, a good friend of ours and a former teacher at Liberal High School and athletic director at West where Barbara was. It really is a small world.

Wishing everyone well,

Jim & Barbara

Ordinary Times in Artesia

Sunday, July 8 – Saturday, July 14, 2007

Sunday, July 8

Another typical Sunday morning in Artesia…We met Mother, Ernie, and Billee at church. This was our first opportunity to attend the traditional service at the new time – 8:15 am. We were afraid that after a late night on Saturday we might not wake up on time, but we were awake before the alarm, so didn’t have any problem getting to church on time.

With the service at 8:15 and Sunday school classes at 9:30, we were through by 10:45 and were able to get all of us to the Pecos Diamond Steakhouse well before the regular dinner crowd. In fact, we were finished eating before most church services were over, so we didn’t even have to fight the crowd getting out of there.

The afternoon was taken up with some reading and our traditional nap. Then it was time for just piddling around until the end of the day.

Oh yes…the reason for the late Saturday night---I finally completed the wiring hookups for the motorcycle and got the bike put back together (after having parts lying around the barn floor for the last two weeks)…even had time for a short test ride with the bike and trailer (out to the highway and back, but it was a start).

Monday, July 9

We forced ourselves to get out of bed early and get down to the natatorium for our 6:30 am water aerobics and swimming. We really enjoy being there, but some mornings it is a real challenge to get up and get out of the house that time of the day. After our swim session, we headed on over to Mother’s house where I got my morning coffee and visited with Mother, Spike, and Bonita while Barbara showered.

On the way home the bright idea hit us that we needed to give the cycle and trailer a proper test, so we decided to ride up to the mountains by way of Roswell. We loaded a few things in the trailer to give it some weight, hooked it to the cycle, and took off, stopping first at Wal-Mart for gasoline and a breakfast snack.

The ride up was great…It was sunny and warm until we got to Ruidoso and then things started changing. Intermittent thunderstorms and showers kept us penned down most of the afternoon, but cleared up enough that we got away around 5:00 pm.

The ride back home was more interesting (or should I say challenging) than going up. We hit the fringes of a couple of showers, so I slowed down, not knowing for sure how the trailer would handle. About 20 miles from Roswell a storm front hit…winds up to 45 miles per hour (hitting us broadside), so we slowed down a little and just hung in there. We both believe the trailer gave us a little more stability than we would have without it, but I don’t want to get in anything any rougher. We finally made it back to Artesia about 8:00…put the bike and trailer away and called it a day…more than enough adventure and excitement for one day.

Tuesday, July 10

It was up and at ‘em again this morning for our swimming session and then a visit with Mother. On the way back to Big V, Barbara said that she had made an executive decision to go into town and do all the wash at the Laundromat, rather than taking all day to get it done. While she did that, I used the carpet steamer that Ernie and Billee loaned us to shampoo the carpet in Big V, something that we’ve been talking about, but one of those things that keeps getting put off.

By noon we had completed all the “gotta do chores,” so we went over and visited with Jean for a few minutes before coming back and Barbara fixed a late lunch (chili cheese dogs and chips…yum-yum!!!) before taking our nap.

The evening was spent out at the ball fields, watching Becky and the First United Methodist Church softball team take on one of their league rivals. Unfortunately, even with a great fan base, the team couldn’t pull this one out. But, a good time was had by all.

Back at the place, we joined Nancy, Jerry, and Jean for a late evening bowl of homemade ice cream before calling it a day.

Wednesday, July 11

Happy anniversary today to Heather and Andy in Carrollton, Texas!

We had told Becky at last night’s ballgame that we might or might not join her for swimming this morning. As it turned out, the “might-not’s” won. Although we could have made it on time or just a little late, we voted to stay home and get some work done. I went out and washed the cycle and the Vibe before it got too hot for that particular chore. Barbara worked inside to do some rearranging of cabinets. After living in Big V for a year, we’re finding that some of our early ideas for storage just weren’t all that practical.

Today was lunch day with the clan. We met at Chaos for an hour and a half of good food and conversation…a really nice way to break up the week. With two of her children having weddings in August, Susie always has something interesting to add to the conversation.

The afternoon was spent doing odd jobs around the place. I had to go into town to NAPA to buy some disconnect clips for the wiring on the motorcycle. As I came out of the store, I could see the clouds building up in the west, so I made a quick trip by Mother’s house and then headed back to our place.

About 5:00, it started raining, so we had the bright idea of trying to wash Big V in the rain to save on water. It worked out pretty well until lightning started popping in the area. At that point, we decided that maybe that job could wait for a bit. We went out several times, but kept getting chased back by the aerial fireworks…finally gave it up for a lost cause after getting one side and the back end cleaned up.

Tonight…just a lazy evening sitting in the house listening to the rain and watching TV and playing some computer games.

Thursday, July 12

We started off with cloudy skies and cool temperatures. My thought was to try to finish washing Big V this morning while Barbara worked inside. After all, we had finished the passenger side and the rear end last night, so it wouldn’t take long. That’s what I thought anyway. But, when I looked at what we had already done, I noticed that last night’s rains had washed dirt off the roof and it was streaking down the sides. So, there was nothing to do but start the day by cleaning the roof and then moving to the sides. Fortunately, the weather held and I was able to get the entire exterior washed (except for the highest point of the front…will have to figure another way to get up there).

Meanwhile, Barbara was busy reorganizing cabinets and closets inside. Once again, what we thought was the perfect setup a year ago, was not as efficient as it could be.

While we were working, Nancy (and Benji, the faithful family dog) came over for a short visit. Nancy said they were having company during the evening and asked if we wanted to join them for brisket with all the trimmings. You can guess what my immediate answer was. Barbara volunteered to bring a dessert, so then she had to go to town to buy a few supplies while I was busy putting away all the stuff I used to clean Big V.

After that, I finished with the final touches on the Voyager and the cargo trailer…all wires are now in a harness with good connect and disconnect clips…now it’s time for another test ride…just don’t know when or where.

The evening at Jerry and Nancy’s was really great…good company and great food…lots of fun conversation. Cousin Mary, their houseguest, had been a visiting RN in Liberal. While we never got to meet her when we were all there, it was fun to visit with someone who was familiar with the town and the area.

We finished the evening with a rousing game of Apples to Apples and lots of laughter…what a great way to spend an evening!

Friday, July 13

Happy Friday the Thirteenth everyone! Here’s hoping your day wasn’t as ominous as it sounded.

For our part, it was another day on the road, but one that we thoroughly enjoyed. Jerry had asked us earlier in the week if we would mind taking one of his vehicles and a trailer and going to Alamogordo to pick up Nancy’s birthday present. It seems that Nancy has long wanted a 4-wheeler to ride around the place and to take when they go fishing and camping. So, Jerry purchased one at a dealership in Alamogordo, but was shorthanded at the funeral home this week. Of course, we agreed to help him out.

After our early morning swim and a visit with Mother, we picked up Jerry’s Tahoe and brought it back to our place to hook up a trailer. Then, it was off to Roswell to check on some items for the Voyager at the Kawasaki dealership and to look at some accessories that Nancy might need for her new vehicle.

From Roswell we drove on over to Ruidoso and then down to Alamogordo where we picked up the 4-wheeler and loaded it on the trailer. Then it was on to our favorite eating place in town…Subway. Barbara has a niece who is the store manager and we always enjoy getting a great meal and having some time to visit with Lynette.

We left Alamogordo about 4:15 and drove up over the mountains to Cloudcroft on U.S. 82 and then on to Artesia by way of Mayhill, Elk, and Hope, both of us making mental notes about future motorcycle trips that we’d like to take later…more on that as it happens.

As we got close to Artesia, both of us envisioning meeting Nancy as we got into town and blowing the whole surprise, we got a call from Jean inviting us to join the family for dinner at La Fonda, the local Mexican food restaurant. She also let us know that they had Nancy with them, so there was no chance of us running across her.

Arriving in Artesia, we took the trailer over to Mother’s house where we would store the 4-wheeler until Monday, had a short visit with Mother, and then headed back out to Big V for a few minutes before going back into town to join the family for another wonderful evening of food and fellowship.

Saturday, July 14

Happy 17th anniversary to Jimmy and Cathey who reported that this one was spent all day in the airport just trying to get back to Lubbock from a business trip...

This was a “work around the place morning.” I decided that it was time to tackle some of the weeds that had been growing like, well, weeds with all the rain we’ve had lately. I had planned to use the weedeater, but some of the stalks were just too tough, so the only way to get them was to grab a hoe and start chopping. It was a hot, sweltering morning, so I was grateful that Barbara kept the water coming while I was outside.

I spent part of the afternoon over at Mother’s house doing a couple of loads of laundry and catching up on some ironing that had been patiently waiting for me.

Barbara and I went back over there later to pick up the last load of clothes when they were finished in the dryer…went to the store for a few minutes, and then headed back to the place where we visited with Jean for a few minutes and then got back to Big V where we worked on the journal and watched TV…a nice quiet evening for us and a good way to end a busy week.

“A friend is someone who reaches for your hand and touches your heart.” Author unknown, but it was on an email send to me and we liked it…

Wishing everyone well,

Jim & Barbara

The Littles...July 1-July 7, 2007

Sunday, July 1

Another first year anniversary…today is the day a year ago we arrived here in Artesia to begin our journey into retirement. What better way to start it off than attending church?

After the church service, we attended a Mexican luncheon in the activity center of First Baptist with Edith, Ernie, and Billee. Then it was back to the house to enjoy the rest of a lazy Sunday afternoon.

Around 6:00 we wandered over to Jerry and Nancy’s where we ate supper with Jean, Jerry, Nancy, and Becky before learning a new game, Anybody’’s Guess, or something like that. Jim, Becky and I were a team and…to put it mildly, we got whipped badly by the others! I thought Jim knew a lot of trivia, but Nancy had him beat that night!

What a wonderful ending to this day…

Monday, July 2

Jim and I met Becky at the Artesia natatorium at 6:30 this morning to begin our trek back to healthy exercise. Jim and I used to start the work days (for a couple of years) in Liberal by joining the Shumates and Brenda Regier at the 1st Baptist swimming pool and exercise room each morning and always enjoyed it…so decided to give this a try while we’re here. It is a great way to start the mornings.

After the swim and aerobic session, we did some mowing and other odd jobs around the place…but the heat finally sent me inside for a nap while Jim continued to putter around…he even ran over a snake of some kind while he was mowing the strip outside Jean’s fence line…said he never found the head or the tail so has no idea what kind it was.

That night Ernie came out to help Jim install a trailer hitch on the cycle for the cargo trailer. Jim had done a lot of the work during the day, but finally came to the point where he needed some assistance. What the guys thought would be an hour’s job extended into several. Billee and I occupied our time by visiting and making oatmeal cookies (and sitting out a thunderstorm that appeared from nowhere).

Tuesday, July 3

After swimming this morning, we went over to Edith’s for Jim’s morning cup of coffee. We had decided yesterday to see if she would be up and ready for morning visitors, and she said she would be. It just seemed like a perfect opportunity to visit while we were in town.

Just as we arrived back at Jean’s, Jerry and Nancy were heading out to work. Nancy asked Jim if he really killed a snake yesterday with the lawn mower…Jim said yes. Then she related the funniest incident…It seems that while she was outside one of the neighbor children told her, “Your lawn boy killed a rattlesnake yesterday.” Jim quipped to me, “Well…I don’t mind being called a lawn boy…I’ve been called a lot worse! (He’s thinking now that he’d like to be upgraded to pool boy, but we don’t know anyone with a pool.

Once home, Jim was determined that Big V was due for a major cleaning attack. With less enthusiasm than he, I agreed it was a chore that we had sorely neglected…so it was down to some serious cleaning for us.

With the 4th being on Wednesday, Susie was coming over today to work so it was a Chaos day for lunch. Edith decided that since she was coming out to Jerry’s and Nancy’s for the 4th, one outing a week was enough and she didn’t join us this time.

Since Becky’s softball team (the Methodists) was playing the Baptists, Jim and I joined Jean, Nancy, and Jerry in attending to root on Becky. Becky even got an RBI in the first inning to help the Methodist take a solid 7-0 lead. Way to go, Beck! As in any sport though, the lead can dwindle and unfortunately it did in the very last inning and Becky’s team wound up on the short end of a 14-13 game. It was quite a game though and a good time was had by all.

Wednesday, July 4

After piddling around the house and doing some last minute yard work, we met with the Terpening side of the family at Pizza Hut for a leisurely lunch before the big horseshoe tournament that Paul and Karen set up last year.

At the appointed time, with lawn chairs in hand, we all gathered outside to begin the contest…

Teams were…

Karen and Jim (2006 champs)
Susie and James (2006 2nd place winners)
Becky and Me (2006 3rd place winners)
Jean and Nancy
Paul and Connor (Connor is Karen’s boyfriend, new participant this year)
Jerry and Warren (Warren is Barbara’s fiance’…she wasn’t able to come this year because of work)


As the photo above shows, after a lot of close matches, Karen and Jim remained champs seizing the 2007 aluminum foil horseshoe Paul made last year. Becky and I snuck up on everyone and squeezed out a 2nd place finish. Now, the 3rd place position was really in question since the play off game Susie and James versus Jean and Nancy had to be forfeited…we ran out of time and Nancy had to go set up the kitchen for the 27 or so people who were coming to dinner. So…3rd place went to Susie and James by default….we really must start this tournament earlier…or we need to be able to play better so the games won’t take so long…:)

I didn't take photos of everyone at the 4th celebration, but did make a collage of Jean's family who were there.

Top left: Karen and Conner............................Top right: Warren and Paul

Middle left: James and Susie......................Middle right: Jerry and Nancy

......................................Center: Jean...................................

Bottom left: Paul.................................................Bottom right: Becky

Among the guests invited to Nancy and Jerry’s 4th celebration dinner were Edith (Jim’s mom), and Ernie and Billee. Jim and I were pleased that they came out to join in the fun and were pleased when Edith decided to stay for the fireworks. Collage of the Little family on the 4th of July at the Terpenings…

Thursday, July 5

After the late night, Jim and I decided that sleep was more important than swimming! (We were awakened at 2:00 AM by a heavy rainstorm and realized that we had left the awning extended…so we jumped out of bed and fought the rain and wind to get the awning retracted without damage. When will we learn????)

Jim spent part of the afternoon figuring out how to tie in the wiring between the trailer and the motorcycle while I went into town to do some shop-looking and visit Edith.

It was early to bed…we were thoroughly “whupped” from all the activities of the last two days.

Friday, July 6

The morning swim and early visit with Edith left us feeling refreshed and ready to venture out into the world. (Well…after we piddled the morning away on the computers.) Therefore, we headed to Roswell where we intended to do some serious shopping! Our main goal was to find a Tote Cart, used to haul black water to the sewer, so we wouldn’t have to pack up Big V every time we needed to dump. After checking several places, we eventually found exactly what we needed, even if Jim thought it was a little pricey for the job it was to perform…but when he thought about the hassle of moving Big V, he changed his mind!

Also, had a baby gift to buy for a great-niece’s shower (Gary’s oldest)…browse the used bookstore, etc., etc. Roswell has many different stores that aren’t available in Artesia, but give us the small town traffic for our main living! Sure is nicer than having to travel 4 hours to shop like we did in Liberal.

We enjoyed a lengthy visit with my sister Carol and her husband Cal while we were in town, too. It is really nice to be able to see my sisters so much more than I did in the past years…Of course, while we were visiting, we realized that sister Nancy and husband Tom were packing the last minute necessities and jumping on their cycles for a trip to Branson, MO. Jim and I had planned to go with them, but after giving it deeper thought, we decided that our bodies and checkbook needed a rest. It was hard to make that decision, but one we felt we had to make. :(

We journeyed back to Artesia around 5:00 to join Jean and the rest of the Terpenings for a Mexican dinner at Jean’s house at 6:30. After dinner, Nancy dug out the Chickenfoot game and we spent the rest of the evening bantering and playing. Jim couldn’t catch a break this night and soundly finished last much to Becky’s delight, since she was right behind him scorewise.

T’was another fun way to end a day.

Saturday, July 7

Strange day today…Barbara woke up about 4:30 this morning; I woke up a few minutes before 6:00, but couldn’t get in gear…dozed on the couch until 7:00 and then crawled back in bed and slept until nearly 9:00…don’t know what was wrong with us.

I finally got going and once again attacked the wiring on the motorcycle. With no diagrams furnished in the manual, it was a lot of guesswork…did have to make a run to an auto parts supply store to get some splicers, fuses (I grabbed a hot wire while working on the trailer lights on Thursday and blew a fuse (and left a little burn mark on one of my fingers), and a couple of replacement bulbs (not my fault this time…just old age – the bulbs that is, not me).

Barbara spent most of the day creating maps of the major trips we took during our first year of retirement. Thanks to Jerry T., we now have a software program that will take the location data we feed it and generate maps of the routes we took. It has been time-consuming for her, but the maps will make a great addition to the printed journal. She did take a bit of a break to go into town and see Mother…then it was back to her map-making.

This evening – work on the cycle for me…complete this week’s edition of the journal and create a new blog entry for Barbara.

And that’s the latest from the Littles, at home for the second consecutive week in Artesia.

Jim & Barbara

“Celebrate the happiness that friends are always giving, make every day a holiday and celebrate just living!”
...Amanda Bradley

The Littles...A Year...June 30, 2007

Saturday, June 30

Jim: It was a pretty lazy and laid-back day around our place today. Barbara got up early and worked on journal entries for the past couple of days. I was whipped from the long day on Friday and managed to sleep in longer than usual.

About 9:00 I finished my coffee and walked out to the highway to check the mail…the roundtrip is about a mile, so I was feeling pretty self righteous about the exercise, even though I knew I should have just walked on into town and back.

The rest of the day was spent just piddling around the place…taking care of a few chores and doing some minor housecleaning.

When we were returning from Lubbock yesterday, Barbara’s sister Carol called to say that her son Gary was going to be visiting this weekend from Shreveport, Louisiana. The family had planned a big get-together for tonight, and they wanted to know if we could come up to visit and have a cookout. Of course we said yes. We had tried to call Gary a couple of times when we passed through Shreveport on our trips, so we were glad to finally be able to connect with him.

About 4:30 we went over to Mother’s house so I could iron a couple of shirts and visit a bit with her. From there, we drove on up to Roswell – stopped at Albertson’s to buy a few things, and then went to Carol and Cal’s house.

Barbara: Since Jim and I both have relatively small families, it’s always an experience to go to Carol’s when her tribe is all home…haven’t been there when all of them gather together. This night there were 30 of us assembled to celebrate Gary’s homecoming visit. I hadn’t seen Gary since Mom died 5 years ago! That’s way too long to go without seeing friends, much less family!

I have to chuckle when I remember Carol’s delight in the fact that I brought the camera. I think she’s the only person on the face of the earth that isn’t tired of seeing me with it! By gathering family groups together for a photo, I was able to visit with each group individually, at least for a while. Of course, rounding them up was a feat in itself…I’d get two or three together and then lose one while hunting the others…it was really funny.

Once the family shots were taken, Cameron (who is Missy Jo’s oldest…she died 3 ½ years ago) showed an interest in taking photos; so I helped him go around and take individual shots of people. He has quite an eye for the camera view as shown with this photo of his Aunt Lynette and Aunt Connie. As with all little ones, interest waned and after a while he was ready to go play chase with his sister and cousins; but not before he got his sister, Allie (left) and cousin Madison to pose for him. (These two were his best shots…not bad for a 6 year old)

Carol and I finally got to visit a little while we were eating. (Connie Sue took over the chores of coordinating everything while Carol and I ate together…thanks, Connie!

Of course, there wasn’t time to really visit long; but it was great to be with her and her family for the evening. We had intended to leave by at least 7:30 so we could be home before dark, but that didn’t quite work out…it’s too hard to leave when you’re enjoying yourself…so we didn’t get back to Artesia until 9ish. Roswell’s only about 45 minutes away so we didn’t have much dark driving time.
Left corner: Connie, Jenny, and Ed (her other children were not there)
Right corner: Top row…Justin, Ashley’s friend, Gary, Callie; bottom row…Ashley (baby’s due July 31), Kyle and Cheyene (Gary’s wife and youngest daughter were at home in Shreveport, LA.
Left side: Lynette, often called Nettie, and Madison with the boys Marcus, Daniel, and Dominic (husband Michael was in Phoenix)
Center: Sister Carol and husband Cal
Right side: Missy Jo’s two children, Cameron and Allie
Bottom left: Carol and I
Bottom Right: Connie’s oldest daughter Kim (middle) with boyfriend Josh and his sister arrived just as we were leaving.

Missing this night was Teresa, who works as a police officer in Tularosa, and her children.

I typed the names of Carol and Cal’s kids in bold for easier identification. Quite a good looking group! And, my, how great they get along…it’s heartwarming to watch them interact.

Jim: Wow…It’s hard to believe, but it has been one year since we started this new journey called retirement. While the first “official” day of retirement was July 1, 2006, it was about 3:00 pm on Friday, June 30, after working my last day at Liberal High School, that we headed out of Liberal on the way to our new “home” in Artesia, New Mexico.

We’ve written about it in previous journals, but the condensed version for our choice of Artesia is that we both graduated from Artesia High School in 1962, my mother moved back there about 3 ½ years ago, as did my youngest brother and his wife; also, our “adopted/extended” family, the Terpenings, invited us to come live on their property west of town. Just 35 miles north of Artesia is Roswell, where Barbara’s sister, Carol, and her husband, and my brother, Jerry, and his wife live. It just seemed to be the perfect place for a home base while we decided what we wanted to do with our first year or so of retirement.

What we decided we wanted to do more than anything was to travel, and travel we did. In the last twelve months we have journeyed from coast to coast through 26 states in Big V (our motor home), the Vibe (our car) and/or the Voyager (our motorcycle), racking up 29,149 miles (13,511 in Big V, 12,338 in the Vibe, and 3,300 on the Voyager). A look at the calendar shows that we spent one-third of our time in Artesia and two-third’s on the road.

While the traveling was certainly for fun, it provided a host of other benefits, some planned; others very serendipitous. We visited children, grandchildren, and other family members, made new friends and reconnected with old ones, saw new sights (and places we’ve been before, but now with new eyes), saw places where our textbook versions of American history occurred, and experienced new (for us) foods (Thai, Vietnamese, and Cajun, Brazilian, and French, just for starters).

And, somewhere along the way came the idea for the journal. As we stated in our first volume (July 1 – December 31, 2006), we started out with a simple email message to some friends to let them know we were headed to Virginia. That email was the basis for what was to become a consuming passion…to record and preserve a historical document for our children and grandchildren. Somewhere along the way, thanks to our good friend Charlene Plett in Liberal, it turned into a weekly (sometimes daily) report of our journeys or of our activities here in Artesia that we send to about a hundred family members and friends (except when some kind of glitch or keystroke takes someone out of the address book and we don’t find out about it until they ask why we aren’t sending them anything.). Thanks to our good friend Steve Kinney in Redondo Beach, California, we even entered the internet technology world with a blog site in April, something that allowed us to post more pictures than we could do with the journal.

And so, we come to the end of the first year of retirement feeling so very blessed not only for the opportunities we have had to expand our horizons, but also for the opportunity to share in the journey with so many friends who we consider to be a part of our family. Your suggestions and encouragement have been so very important to us, and we hope you have enjoyed the ride.

Thanks to all for your friendship and love, and for all that you mean to us.

From our home in Artesia, New Mexico,

Jim and Barbara

We were browsing through some assorted quotes the other day and found this one…thought it was particularly relevant at this time.

“Bear in mind that the wonderful things you learn in your schools are the work of many generations. All this is put in your hands as your inheritance in order that you may receive it, honor it, add to it, and one day faithfully hand it on to your children.”...Albert Einstein