A Little Time Away

Sunday, June 1 – Saturday, June 7, 2008

Sunday, June 1


It was a hot morning to start out the day, with predictions of temperatures well above 100 degrees by afternoon. Since we had made arrangements to get the motorcycle to the shop in Roswell today, we decided that we’d leave relatively early to get on up there, drop the cycle off, and do some shopping before it got too hot and windy back in Artesia.

We got away from the house around 11:00. I headed on up the highway on the Voyager while Barbara followed in the Vibe. (Both of us listening to Artesia 1st Methodist on the radio) It didn’t take too long to get the work order done up on the cycle, but it did take a little while for them to discover that they didn’t have the right size rear tire in stock. They told me it would have to be ordered on Monday and that it would take about ten days to get it in. I told them to just keep it there until everything was done (nothing too serious…just the routine 20,000 mile checkup and maintenance procedures), and to call me if they found anything else that needed attention.

After leaving the cycle shop, we drove across town to Sam’s Club to try to find a memory-foam mattress topper for the main bed in Big V. When we stayed with Gary and Joyce in Houston, we slept on a bed that had that topper, and we thought it would be well worth the money to get one for ourselves.

It didn’t take long to find the merchandise we wanted, but as we started to check out, we decided we’d take another page from the Gary and Joyce playbook and walk around the store to see what kinds of food samples they were offering. When we visited Gary and Joyce in Maryland once upon a time, they took us out to Sam’s on a Sunday and we walked around testing all the different kinds of food. Well, the store in Roswell had a really good selection of samples, so we took time to “savor the moment” as it was, and enjoyed several new taste treats.

Once we were checked out, and had wrestled the topper box into the car, we drove back to Artesia and Big V. We didn’t know that it would take three or four graduate degrees to figure out how to get the topper unfolded and placed flat on the bed, but we eventually got there after much discussion and sweating. Since the topper had to lie flat on the mattress for at least 24 hours so it could expand to its proper size and shape, we went ahead and opened up the sleeper-sofa in the living room and made it up for the night.

While we were doing all this work (in 90-plus degree temperatures inside), we decided that we needed to move Big V to a cooler climate. Temperatures for Artesia were predicted to range from 103 to 108 over the next two weeks, and our air conditioner just can’t keep up with that sort of thing.

So, we turned to the internet to get some information about an RV park that we had stayed in previously up in Ruidoso. Fortunately, we were able to reserve a space for several nights, so we then turned to making all the plans for closing up and moving Big V tomorrow.

Meanwhile, we took Jean up on an earlier invitation to join the group over at her house for supper tonight. She wanted to try her hand at grilling chicken on her new outdoor cooker, and since Susie was spending the night with her while James was on a business trip, we just turned it all into a family dinner. We had prepared potato salad the way Margarita and Maria taught us when we were in Puerto Rico, and others contributed their own dishes. As usual, it was wonderful to join in the conversation and great food with everyone.

After eating, we decided we had better call it a day so we could finish the preparations for tomorrow’s travel, so we said our goodbyes and returned to Big V.

Monday, June 2

Happy Birthday to Zeke in Knox City!

We took our time moving around this morning, checking and double-checking to make sure we had everything we needed for a few days away from Artesia, and to be sure that Big V was properly buttoned down for travel.

Before leaving, we went over to Jean’s to say goodbye to Susie and her and to ask if Jean would keep up with our mail while we were gone. Then, it was off to Wal-Mart to gas up both Big V and the Vibe (luckily, neither tank was so low that we suffered severe price-shock). Then, leaving Big V in the Wal-Mart parking lot for a bit, we drove the Vibe over to Mother’s house to check in with everyone there and let them know where we would be for a few days.

While we were talking, we asked if Mother had received any counter-offers on her house from the lady who had been talking to the realtor about it. She said that they hadn’t, but there was always the chance that there might be something in the works. Barbara jokingly told her that if they got an acceptable offer on the house, they would need to come up to the mountains to visit and we would celebrate. With that, we said goodbye and headed back to Wal-Mart so I could drive Big V up to Ruidoso while Barbara followed in the Vibe.

When we got to Ruidoso, we stopped and fixed ourselves a little lunch. We found long ago that trying to set up a rig, whether a pop-up camper or a motor home, is not a job to be done when we are tired and hungry.

Soon, we found our way to the Twin Spruce RV Park, the only RV park we have ever stayed in Ruidoso. We got checked in, found our site, and were soon setting up our home in the cool pine country of the Sacramento Mountains. Since temperatures were already 15-20 degrees lower than they were in Artesia, we were well on our way to being happy campers!

Tuesday, June 3

What a change from down in the valley! In the middle of the night I had to get up and turn on the gas furnace and close the bedroom windows. The cool night air had taken a strong turn toward cold. We were suddenly wishing that we hadn’t taken the electric blanket off the bed when we made it up with the new topper last night.

We were greeted by cool morning breezes that soon became gale force winds. With predictions of 35 – 50 mph winds for today and tomorrow, we battened down the hatches and prepared to stay inside for most of the day. It seems that there is just no escaping the strong winds this season.

While I was working on some things inside Big V this morning, Barbara went over to the park laundry and started getting caught up with the washing and drying.

When she got back, we decided that, if possible, we’d extend our stay in the mountains for the rest of the month. In talking with our hosts last night, we found that we could get a great rate if we stayed a month…much better than at most RV parks. The only question would be the availability of a site for the rest of the month, since many sites have been reserved for several days at a time.

Luckily, there was a secluded site available up on the hillside, so we made arrangements to move from our present site to the new one on Friday.

We did venture out around the area for a couple of hours, but it was just too windy to be outside for long.

When we did get back in, we had an email from Ernie letting us know that Mother had received an acceptable counter-offer on her house, so the long weeks of waiting are nearly at an end. There were no details, only the information that the house would be under contract as soon as they could meet with the realtor on Monday. Hallelujah…an answer to our prayers!

As soon as we finished reading and digesting the message, we called Mother to congratulate her. She didn’t know that Ernie had already told us, but she was obviously very happy at the turn of events. While she was talking, Barbara reminded her that she had promised to come up to the mountains for a celebration if the house sold. Mother then asked Ernie which day they were coming up, and we all settled on Saturday for a celebration meal.

Wednesday, June 4

Today was much more of the same…high winds and gusts that could really spin us around if they caught us just wrong, so mostly we just hunkered down inside and got caught up on some cleaning, straightening, and the business of daily life.

Thursday, June 5

Today was a major housecleaning day. We haven’t done a good deep-cleaning for some time, and we decided to get that out of the way while the winds were blowing all around us.

By the time we finished everything, it was time for a nap, and we ended up taking a long one…both of us slept the afternoon away.

Tonight was the opening game of the NBA basketball championship series, so I turned on the TV and cheered for the Celtics over the Lakers. Wonder of all wonders…a team I was cheering for actually won! Now if they can just keep it up for Sunday’s second game.

Friday, June 6

It’s moving day!

And let me tell you, folks, except for the distances involved, there’s not much difference between moving this rig a couple of blocks or across the country. Either way, everything has to be taken down and packed away just right or there will be a huge mess at the end of the journey.

By 9:30 we had everything closed in and buttoned down. Then, I made a short detour across the parking lot to take on a load of propane before going up the hill. We might have had enough propane to last us for the rest of the month, but I didn’t want to take that chance, since the only way to get it is to drive from wherever you are to the pump.

Once loaded with a full tank of LPG, I followed our host up two steep hills and through two very sharp turns (one to each side) before arriving at our new site overlooking most of the campground. With a little more help, I got Big V backed into the site and Barbara and I soon started the reverse of the process we began earlier this morning…getting everything opened up, leveled, and livable.

After an hour or so, we had the place looking like new…even put out some of the decorations that we had taken down some time back because we weren’t sure how long we’d be in one place.

Carol had called last night to say that she and Cal were coming over from Roswell to spend a couple of hours at the Apache Travel Center. We told them that we would be moving, but that we’d try to meet them sometime after 11:00…as soon as we could get everything ready at the campsite.

With everything finally in place, we got cleaned up and headed on down to the travel center where we played and visited with Carol and Cal. Aside from the fact that we really enjoy visiting and talking with them, about all we can say about today is that we seemed to be good luck charms for Carol, allowing her to walk out with a big smile on her face.
We returned to Big V, had some lunch, and took a nap before sitting down to work up a grocery list. In addition to the food items that we promised Mother, Ernie, and Billee, we were running short on some of our standard supplies. Around 5:00 p.m. we made our way back up the highway to Wal-Mart to join the Friday evening throngs…seems like we’d know better than that, but that’s just the way it worked out today.


Back at the RV park we sorted out the groceries, got everything put away, and worked out a general game plan for turning Big V into an industrial strength kitchen tomorrow morning.

Once everything was organized, Barbara started work on tomorrow’s dessert, a large pan of Cherry Betty.

Saturday, June 7

What a beautiful morning! It was absolutely gorgeous outside, with a beautiful sunrise over the mountain behind us.

We got started on the menu for the day. With two different meals in the works, we were using every square inch of the kitchen area for food preparation.

In addition to a roast that Barbara was cooking in the crock pot, our meal for today was brown-in-bag chicken with carrots, potatoes, and onions. Also, I had a loaf of honey wheat bread going in the bread-maker. At the height of our activities, we had the bread-maker, the crock pot, the convection oven, and two stove top burners going. Meanwhile, Barbara was also preparing a pecan pie that would go into the convection oven as soon as the chicken came out.

Ernie, Billee, and Mother arrived around 10:45…way early for the meal, but it gave us a lot of time to visit and get caught up on the past few days. By shortly after noon we were sitting down and digging into a delicious meal…all of us eating far more than we needed.

While Mother took an after dinner nap, the rest of us went for a hike around the RV park. We stopped in at the office to ask about area churches and services for tomorrow, and then made our way back up the steep hills to Big V, feeling somewhat self-righteous for having a little bit of exercise after that huge meal.

Soon, they all had to load up and head back to Artesia, and we set about straightening Big V, but leaving all the dishes until we could get the temperature back down. The air-conditioner was running full blast, but it just couldn’t keep up with all the heat we generated while cooking, and the warm afternoon outside.

With everyone gone and the place kind of neat (but scorching hot!), we took off for a couple of hours to go up to the Inn of the Mountain Gods, before returning to the site to wash and dry all the dishes and cookware and get them put away. Then, after a couple of hours of television, it was time to call it a day and head for bed.

EXTRA! EXTRA!!

We had several bits of information and some pictures of grandkids the last few days and, since they didn’t fit into any particular spot in the daily entries, we’ve added this short section to showcase them this week.

First, we got the great news that both Randi and Jaycie passed their TAKS tests (the Texas state assessments that are tied to No Child Left Behind) with flying colors. In fact, Jaycie made a perfect score on the 4th grade writing test and was notified that the test publishers wanted to use her writing sample as an example of a Level 4 submission. Way to go girls!

Andy and Heather sent us the following photos of Alexander and Abby:
Meanwhile, Whitney and Jim sent us these pictures of Little Jimmy in the outfit that we bought him when we were in Puerto Rico.


Without Him, I am nothing, but with Him ... I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me. ( Phil. 4: 13 )

From the cool pines of Ruidoso,

Jim and Barbara




A Little Wind Blown!

Wednesday, May 21 – Saturday, May 31, 2008

Wednesday, May 21


It was with mixed emotions that we left Leah and Ryan this morning. It was time for them to begin rebuilding their lives, but a part of us wanted to be there to care and comfort them. After saying our goodbyes, we picked a new rose from one of the bushes that has been brightening the front of the house for so many years and took it to place on Jameson’s grave before we left town.
Once on the road, we pointed the Vibe toward Guymon, Oklahoma, Stratford, Texas, and Tucumcari, New Mexico, where we eventually got on I-40 West and drove to Clines Corners, New Mexico. At Clines Corners, we turned north toward Santa Fe where we could begin our own recuperation. Last night was long and the morning came early, so we split the driving duties along the way.

Arriving at the Days Inn on Cerrillos Road in Santa Fe, we got checked in and started moving everything from the car to our assigned room. We usually take the computers in first and check for wireless availability and strength, but we just piled everything in this time. As soon as we fired up the computers, we discovered that we had NO internet access, so we called the front office to see if they could do something about it. Meanwhile, we also called our friends, Bob and Nell, to let them know we had arrived.

Within a few minutes, the motel manager arrived at our room with a set of keys for another room that was just a few feet from one of the wireless connection points; so, we began moving everything out and back downstairs.

When we got set up in our new room, we discovered that the computers didn’t work there either. For some reason, the signal wasn’t reaching from the office to the booster antenna. We decided we’d just ride it out for the time being, since we didn’t want to move again. I went down to the office to inform them that there was no signal at the back of the motel and to see if I could get a connection in the office area.


On the way to the office, I ran into Bob and Nell who had just returned. They had been out sight-seeing and came back to pick us up to go to lunch before heading up I-25 to visit with Rod and Ruth. We hopped in Bob’s rental car and drove off to Schlotzky’s for a quick meal and a time of catching up. Then, we headed out to the Glorieta Conference Center for a reunion with Rod and Ruth.
We met Rod and Ruth and Bob and Nell for the first time when we went to Lady Lake, Florida, in March, 2007 to help build the Crossroads Community Church. Bob and Rod took me under their wings and taught me a lot. Meanwhile, Barbara, Nell, and Ruth bonded into what has become a very close friendship. We saw them in December when we went back to Lady Lake for the dedication service, and we had the opportunity to visit Rod and Ruth last summer when we were in the Richmond area. It seems that whenever or wherever we meet, we can all immediately pick up our conversations and carry on from where we left off in the previous meeting…what great people and wonderful friends they are!

After our lunch, we rode out to Glorieta and visited with Rod and Ruth for a bit, and then got the grand tour of the campus. We had visited Rod and Ruth not too long ago, but this was the first visit to the place by Bob and Nell. When we finished there, we all rode back to Santa Fe, found a Denny’s Restaurant close to the motel, and continued our various conversations while enjoying our evening meal.

With our meal at Denny’s completed, we all returned to Bob and Nell’s room at the Days Inn and started new conversations – mostly with the men on one side of the room and the women on the other. After an hour or so, we all decided it was time to call it quits for the night; Rod and Ruth had to return to Glorieta to rest up for another day at work, and Bob and Nell had to get ready to leave for the rest of their “out west” trip early tomorrow.

Barbara and I went to the room, grabbed our laptops, and went to the office area to check email. While we were there, we formally met our genial hosts, Ben and Meena. At some point in the conversation, we asked if they had come to the United States from India. They told us that they had, and one thing led to another until we were soon talking about Indian food and the dishes that the Georges had fixed for us while we were in Liberal this week.

During the course of the next hour, we had a good conversation and got some great tips on food preparation as well as advice on where to go in Albuquerque to purchase authentic ingredients for Indian dishes. In case you are interested and find yourself in Albuquerque, check out the selection at the Thai Market at Louisiana and Central.

Soon it was time for us to call it a day ourselves, so we headed back to our room, read for a bit, and then crashed for the night…we were weary from the long day, but so very glad to have reunited with old friends and to meet new ones.

Thursday, May 22

We got up early enough to join Bob and Nell for breakfast in the motel breakfast room and to see them off on the next leg of their journey. Once they were on their way, we made a quick check of our computers and then went back to the room.

It was a cold, cloudy, rainy, and very windy day in the Santa Fe area, so we decided that today would be just a rest and recuperation day for us…a chance to be away from everyone for a bit and lick our wounds.

We did go out for a bit later in the day to do some sightseeing and then returned to Denny’s for a late afternoon/early evening meal. When we went back to the office to check our email, Ben came out and gave us a box of chicken curry mix to get us underway on our next culinary adventures. He and Meena were such gracious hosts; we really enjoyed visiting with them.

Back in our room, we did some reading and then fell asleep. I guess the pressures of the week finally caught up with us and our bodies demanded some down time.

Friday, May 23

We got up fairly early (but not TOO early), got cleaned up and dressed, packed the car, and went to the office area to have breakfast, check out, and have a last visit with Ben and Meena.

By 8:30 a.m. we were on the outskirts of Santa Fe and headed back to Artesia. It was cloudy and a little rainy until we got to Clines Corners. From there on home, it was the usual sunny and windy until we got to Artesia.

We first went by the funeral home to see Jean and Jerry and to leave the baby casket that Jerry had given us to take to Liberal “just in case.” As we were leaving, Jerry came out and invited us to join the family for a hamburger cookout during the evening.

When we got over to Mother’s house, Billee and Ernie were fixing lunch, so we joined them for some vegetarian pizzas and pinto beans before going back to Jean’s place to open up Big V, unload the car, and start putting our house and lives back in order.

By time for the cookout Barbara was feeling a little under the weather, so I went on over to Jerry and Nancy’s house and joined them, Becky, and Jean for some of Jerry’s home-grilled hamburgers and the trimmings that Nancy had put together. After the meal we all joined in a rousing game of Chickenfoot dominoes…a sure way to test the strength of friendships.

When I got back to Big V, Barbara was up and around, but we decided we’d had a long enough day and both went in to read a bit before falling fast asleep in our own comfortable bed.

Saturday, May 24

Today was just a “work around the place” day. While Barbara worked in Big V, I went outside and cleaned tumbleweeds and trash out of the fences surrounding Jean’s land. We made a trip into town to see Mother, Ernie, and Billee, and then came back and lounged around Big V for the afternoon.

Jean called to say that James and Susie would be passing through town on their way back to Hobbs and were offering to take us all out for supper. Around 6:00 p.m. we all loaded up in Jean’s car and went to the Pecos Diamond where we got caught up on the latest news and had a great meal.

Since James and Susan had to get on to Hobbs tonight, we all said our goodbyes when we got back to Jean’s house and went our separate ways for the night.

Sunday, May 25

We got up and went to church this morning…It was good to be back in our “other” home church for a great message from Pastor Rick.

After church we went by Mother’s house to check on everyone and then headed back to Big V for a much needed afternoon nap.

Later in the evening we went back to Mother’s house and offered to fix a Memorial Day dinner if she would spring for the food. She thought that was a great deal; so on the way home we stopped at Wal-Mart to pick up some supplies.

Monday, May 26

It’s Memorial Day, a special day to remember all those who have passed before us.

Quote for the day: “ If you can’t stand behind our troops, please feel free to stand in front of them.”

I guess it was also a day to wake up early, since, after a restless night, we both woke up at 4:00 a.m. Just as well, since we needed to get the food started for our noon meal. I got out the bread maker and the crock pot and got them set up in the kitchen. While Barbara started on the roast and trimmings, I gathered all the ingredients and started a loaf of white bread. It wasn’t long before the house started “stinking really good.”

About 5:30 or so I decided to take advantage of the cool weather and no wind to wash the dirt and grime off the motorcycle. That job didn’t take too long and I had plenty of wash water left, so I then tackled the Vibe, getting it clean and shiny on the outside.

At 9:00 I rode the cycle over to Mother’s house and joined her, Ernie, and Billee on a short trip out to the cemetery where Daddy, Mother’s parents, and Billee’s parents are buried. We did a little cleaning and straightening around the gravesites and put out some flowers for the special day. Barbara didn’t feel that she could go back to a cemetery this soon, so she stayed in Big V to work on the meal.

After we got back to the house, I left for Big V, stopping at Wal-Mart for a couple of necessities to finish off the meal, and then went back to the place to help Barbara get everything ready. By the time I got there, the dessert, Apple Betty, was almost ready and everything else was coming together quite nicely.

Right around noon we loaded everything into the Vibe and hauled it over to Mother’s house where we enjoyed a great dinner and a good time together. Billee offered to do all the dishes since we had prepared the meal, and she didn’t get much argument from us this time. We usually try to split the responsibilities after a meal over there, but she insisted, so after a little more visiting, we hopped in the car and came back to Big V with our stomachs full and our bodies crying out for a nap after an already long day.

After a short nap we again started to work in Big V’s kitchen. Jerry and Nancy had invited us over to their house for a family dinner tonight. Jerry was cooking one of his delicious briskets for the bunch. We volunteered to fix scalloped potatoes and glazed carrots, both new recipes for us. Between us, we managed to get everything done, and went over to their house around 6:30 to join the Jerry, Nancy, Becky, and Jean for conversation, a wonderful meal, and another rousing game of Chickenfoot to close out the evening.

Tuesday, May 27

Not a whole lot to write about today…We got up early and closed Big V up to prepare her for a short trip. Ernie came out at 7:00 a.m. and he and I took Big V to Seminole, Texas, for her annual state safety inspection and to be serviced. Since it was a two-hour trip each way and a lot of down time for us while we were waiting at the shop, we had most of the day to just get caught up on “guy-talk.”

We got back to Artesia around 4:00 p.m., got Big V parked, opened up, and reconnected to the water and electric lines, and generally ready for habitation.

Barbara: After Jim and Ernie left with our home, I went over and sat on Jean’s front porch a while with her. Since she needed to get ready for work, I continued sitting out there working on the computer before heading into town to complete my list of errands. Once the errands were done, I wandered over to Edith’s where we spent the afternoon having some girls’ time.

Once Jim called to say they were in town again, I headed out to the place to help with the settling in of our home.

Wednesday, May 28

It was another “not very exciting day” for the Artesia bunch. With high winds and high temperatures, there wasn’t much we could get done outside, and we just didn’t feel like doing much inside.

We did run some chores in town and joined the Terpening/Francis clan for our usual Wednesday lunch at Chaos. After that, we returned to Big V to just “veg out” for the afternoon.

While we were vegging out, the UPS truck arrived with a new toy for Barbara. She had placed an order earlier for a DVD burner, and when it arrived, we found it was incompatible with our Dell laptops. So, she arranged to return the burner and get something that would work. Well, today the new burner arrived and she quickly began getting it set up and installed, excited to begin learning about a new program and starting a new project.

Since Mother’s house was being shown at 6:30, they all came out here to visit and have leftovers with us. After the meal, Ernie and I took Spike and Bonita for a walk (actually, more than one since they got restless in the motor home) while Barbara, Mother, and Billee visited. This was the f irst time we had tried keeping the dogs here, too; but it turned out that this was a great deal for everyone.
After everyone left, I went over to Jean’s house to help her cheer the Boston Celtics to a close victory over the Detroit Pistons in a NBA Eastern Conference playoff game. Meanwhile, Barbara stayed at home to play with her new computer program.

Thursday, May 29

Mark this down as a red-letter day of sorts for us. For the first time in two years, we didn’t make a trip into town! Except for a walk down to the highway to get the mail, we didn’t even leave Jean’s property.

It was a hot, windy, and generally miserable day outside, so we just stayed inside and worked on our various projects. Barbara stayed busy with her new DVD program and I tackled the journal, trying to get caught up so we could be back on schedule with it and the blog by the end of the week.

Mother had another house showing this afternoon, so they all came out for an hour or so. Barbara got to show them what she was working on, and Ernie and I made a couple of rounds of the place with Spike and Bonita. And, while they were here Barbara quickly baked up some oatmeal/butterscotch cookies to serve.

This evening Barbara made up a macaroni/cheese/hamburger casserole that we shared with Jean while Jean and I watched the final game of the Spurs/Lakers NBA series.

It wasn’t a particularly exciting day, but it certainly was unusual for us.

Friday, May 30

Another slow day around the place for us…With more high temperatures (100 degrees) and high winds (30+ mph) in the forecast, we elected to crank up the air-conditioning early and try to keep Big V as comfortable as possible.

While Barbara finished up a practice DVD project to mail out to Mike and Kelly and Kelly’s parents, I walked to the highway to check the mail, came back and installed our new registration stickers on the motorcycle and two of the trailers, and reconnected Big V to the big propane tank.

After a quick trip to town to see Mother, Ernie, and Billee, we stopped at the bank and post office and then returned to Big V to fix lunch, watch another episode of M*A*S*H, and ride out the heat wave.

Nancy had offered to help me straighten out and reconcile some medical bills and Blue Cross statements, so I walked over to their house for a few minutes around 3:00 to show her all the paperwork. Since dealing with insurance and billing is her regular job in Dr. Moreno’s office, she was quickly able to help with some of the issues and knew who to call when she didn’t have an answer…Thanks Nancy…you are a lifesaver!

Barbara baked another batch of cookies she made yesterday and, while I rode the cycle into town to take some paperwork back to Mother, made preparations for our evening meal. We called Jean to see if she wanted to share in one of our favorite dinners – baked potatoes with broccoli and cheese soup topping. She said that sounded good to her, so while Barbara stayed in Big V to bake the potatoes, I took the soup over to Jean’s house and heated it while she and I watched the first half of the Celtics/Pistons NBA game.

Just before halftime, Barbara brought the potatoes over and we all sat down to enjoy a delicious hot meal together.

Barbara then went back to Big V to work at her computer while Jean and I finished watching the game…a very gutsy performance by both teams, with Boston putting together a great late-fourth quarter run to win the game and the Eastern Division championship.

Back at Big V we watched a little TV before opening the place up to let in the cool night air and going to bed to read a bit before calling it a night.

Saturday, May 31

It was a pretty quiet morning…we worked at our computers, had a little breakfast, and then drove over to Mother’s house to deliver a casserole that Barbara put together…some for them and some for us.

The wind got up this afternoon and gave us fits with the awning. It had been perfectly still outside all day, but around 2:30 the strong winds came out of nowhere, and we weren’t able to get the awning all the way in. Our biggest concern, of course, was that the wind gusts would rip the awning off the outside wall…just another concern for full-time RV’ers.

A generally quiet evening with no particular plans…just sit back and relax and hope the wind dies down soon.

“What lies behind us and what lies before us are tiny matters compared to what lies within us.” – Unknown

Watching and waiting for someone to buy Mother’s house in Artesia,

Jim & Barbara


More Than a Little Time to Grieve

Thursday, May 15-Tuesday, May 20, 2008

For almost two years, our lives as retirees have been an open book; but, this has changed for the days after Leah and Ryan were told their heartbreaking news. There is no way to document such a private time with the grief over the loss of Jameson Dudley McQuitty even now fresh in our hearts.

However, it always amazes me that even through the darkest of days, God sheds light if you’re willing to look for it. We had never met Ryan’s family until now and were pleased at how quickly we all bonded together, almost extensions of each other. The family, friends, and church friends of ours and Leah and Ryan’s rallied around with food, plants, visiting, calling, and offering comfort. Not one mile of this horrible journey did we have to walk alone. The prayers that others were saying for each of us reached us and were felt each step of the way.

Leah and Ryan were an inspiration to all who witnessed their struggle with such a tragedy. Yes, at first the bitterness and anger were there; but as prayers began to pour in, the transformation of this young couple, who had all the hopes and dreams in the world for little Jameson, became one that soothed and comforted those of us who were there to strengthen them.

Though Jameson was not alive when Leah delivered him with Ryan by her side, each of us got to hold him, examine him, and love him. He had Ryan’s button nose, to the delight of Leah who thinks her nose is just too big! However, as Jim pointed out, he had Leah’s thin lips and open mouth! We’re still not sure she agrees with that, but it did make Ryan snicker. And, oh, my! Jameson had such long legs, fingers and toes. It was obvious to all that he would have been quite a runner. (And, yes, those were characteristics of his Mommy.) We were all blessed that Leah and Ryan chose to share this moment with us after they had time alone with him.

It was difficult to handle the evening after we left him; but even then, God kept us all together and we marveled as Leah declared late that evening that she was at peace even though she felt so empty. What a blessing she shared with us as parents!

Now, you all know that the only way a family gets through a loss as horrific as this is to find laughter. Well, one day at meal time, after the graveside services had been planned, Ryan mentioned that Leah always sings her special version of Jesus Loves the Little Children to him when she’s mad at him. Then she proceeded to sing it to us….”Jesus loves the little children, all the children of the world…red and yellow, black and blue, He loves everyone but you.” Now if that isn’t enough to shock a set of parents! Just means she was in Odyssey of the Mind much too long…her creativity obviously knows no bounds.

I only mentioned the above incident because it also became the source of relief at the end of Jameson’s service. Pastor David Bagwell opened the simple graveside service with a prayer and then Larry Moore sang a hauntingly beautiful rendition of Jesus Loves Me. After a moving and comforting message by David, the closing song by Larry was Jesus Loves the Little Children, and I know I wasn’t alone in thinking of Leah’s silliness as he sang…then just as Larry finished the second verse and was concluding with the usual line, Leah and Ryan looked at each other…I know…I was watching Leah…and they burst out laughing, along with the rest of the immediate family. Did we shock the 55-60 friends and relatives in attendance? No…I don’t think so…once they heard the story, they too joined in laughing…Oh, Jameson, you would have grown up with such a loving, laughing family…

To each of you, we say thank you for the prayers. They worked! Though the road will still be rough for each of us in our own way, we are better people for the time we shared these days, and with our eyes fixed on Jesus, we continue to run this race of life.

With love and appreciation to all…Barbara and Jim

A Little Light Diminished

Sunday, May 11 – Wednesday, May 14, 2008

Sunday, May 11

Happy Mother’s Day!

That’s how this week’s journal was to begin…and, in fact, it really was a wonderful day that I shared moments with both Edith and Jean and talked with most all of our kids.
We had told Edith that we would fix lunch for her gift today. Jerry and Jane were coming down from Roswell (Ernie and Billee were on the road to Austin), so while Jim baked bread and barbecued pork chops, I scurried around the kitchen and fixed steamed vegetables, mashed potatoes, corn-on-the-cob, and a dessert. It was the best Mother’s Day, and my heart was full of joy and hope.

Monday, May 12

Shortly after Jim awoke, he said, “Barbara you know how you sometimes tell me you have this feeling that something horrible is wrong.” I knew immediately what he meant as I do get those feelings and usually I’m not far off base…our thoughts went to Heather and Andy since they were the only kids we hadn’t talked to lately and we had been trying to contact them. I don’t know how to explain this, but from that moment on, I, too, sensed that Jim was completely right.
When we checked the mail and found a returned, uncashed check from the state of Texas for our car tags (we had forgotten to enclose a copy of our insurance), we laughingly said…oh, this explains our doom and gloom! We tried to shake the feeling off…but it lingered…

Tuesday, May 13

A day of howling, swirling wind and dust. We both tried to shake the “blues” but again, neither of us was very successful. Usually at times like these, one of us is able to encourage the other and we’re able to move forward…it just wasn’t working that way this time.

Wednesday, May 14

It rained! Oh, not a lot, but enough to smell the crisp, clean air, to feel that God was washing the dust away. And, besides, this was Wednesday…a day to share a meal with Jean and family at lunch. Since Jean was going to have to work during lunch, Jim and I were to pick up lunch and take it to the funeral home where we’d share time with Jean, Susie, and Karen. Jerry and Nancy weren’t going to be able to make it this week.

I have no idea why, since I’m always complaining to Leah that she calls too much when it costs us minutes, but I called her about 1:00. I had nothing to say really, I just wanted to know how things were going since she wanted to come Mother’s Day week-end, but Jim and I talked her out of it because it’s a 9-hour trip from Liberal to Artesia and we didn’t think it made any sense for her to come since she’s 8 months pregnant and Ryan is on a fishing trip so she’d being traveling alone.

The last thing we talked about was her doctor visit this afternoon, and I, in my usual, lecturing way…said, “Well, don’t call us…just email us what he has to say, since we’ve already talked today.” (Where was that sense that something was wrong????????)

And, then our world fell apart and a little light diminished in our world. Leah Renee’ did call my cell and Jim’s (but we had forgotten to take them with us while we ran a 15-minute errand.) We both thought nothing of this since it wasn’t the first, second, or 50th time Leah disregarded our admonition to not call for something unimportant. The rain seemed to have lifted our sense of pending disaster so we were caught unaware and hopelessly unprepared for what she had to tell us.

Our precious, unborn grandson, Jameson Dudley McQuitty, aka Baby McQ, will never have a chance to know his beloved Mommy and Daddy and the family who loves him so much. How can this be? We have no answers…only heartache, worry for Leah and Ryan, and grief.

A Little Light Diminishes…

On the way to Liberal,

Jim and Barbara

A Little Down Time

Sunday, May 4 – Saturday, May 10, 2008

Sunday, May 4

After attending church and going by to see Edith, Ernie, and Billee, Jim and I got the “home” bug in a big way! I started by cooking up hamburger to put in the freezer (8 packages), cooked up chicken to put in chicken salad, and etc. I think I dirtied every pan and dish we have (and that’s without the luxury of a dishwasher!) Whatever was I thinking????

Meanwhile Jim was taking all the junk we have stored under the bed and sorting through it! Then he got in a “get rid of this” mode so we had stacks to throw away, donate, and keep. This place was a definite wreck! Then when I finished my jobs, I felt compelled to do the same. By the end of the afternoon, we had this place and every storage area cleaned to a T!

Then while Jim grilled pork chops outside, I tried my hand for the second time to make potato salad like Margarita and Maria made in Puerto Rico. This meant another call to them as I guess we never wrote the recipe down. Can’t believe we thought these tired old brains would remember it that long! Anyway, around 6 o’clock everything came together and we wandered over to Jean’s with food in hand since we had asked her to share.

Eventually, it was time to call this night over and bask in the glow of some jobs well-done!

Monday, May 5

Jim left around 9:00 to go pick up Ernie as they needed to do some banking business for Edith. Next he had a doctor’s appointment at 11:00 to get a steroid shot in his shoulder since the diagnosis was an inflamed tendon. While Jim was doing all of that, I was straightening up some messes we hadn’t fixed last night and taking care of the bills.

When Jim returned, we went out to take care of a list of errands we had accumulated. One of the most important in my books was to buy a bamboo plant like the one that the George’s had in their home. It grows in water and we decided that I could actually have a live plant! Luckily, we found everything we needed at Wal-Mart; so when we went by Edith’s, I got it prepared to take to its new home.

Tonight brought terrible wind storms with hints of rain (which never materialized)! Unless, you call that brown stuff (dirt) New Mexico rain!

Tuesday, May 6

Since Grammy’s Closet is closed on Monday’s, we headed there first thing this morning to get rid of the bags of clothes and household goods we had gathered on Sunday! The car looked like someone was living in it!

When we dropped by Edith’s, we found that they were showing the house today so we pitched in and helped clean it up. Since Ernie was going to bring Edith out to our house at 4:30, I decided that the occasion deserved a cake which I baked when we returned home.

Sometime during the day we received an email from Paul. This was the day that they found out the gender of the baby they are expecting in a few months.

Jim: When we were at church Sunday morning, I met a couple of men who are members of the Christian Motorcycle Association here in Artesia. They invited me to their meeting tonight, and one of them sent me several emails about the chapter and its activities.

Around 5:45 this evening I fired up the cycle and road into town to the Pecos Diamond Restaurant (which, I thought, was the site of the meeting). After waiting about 30 minutes, I decided that the meeting had been canceled because of the bad weather that was brewing, so I rode back out to Big V, getting inside just as a monster dirt storm hit us from the south. The wind was blowing so hard that everything inside Big V was rattling, so we quickly got the antenna cranked down and closed in the left side slide-outs.

When the wind subsided (which didn’t take long), we decided to go to Wal-Mart to get some necessaries for tomorrow’s trip to Carlsbad. While we were standing in line, we began talking to a man who was wearing a Christian Motorcycle Association t-shirt. Barbara mentioned that I had gone to their meeting tonight but couldn’t find anyone. He said that they had their meeting and that several were dressed in their CMA shirts or motorcycle clothing and he didn’t see how I could have missed them. Somehow it came out that they were meeting in the Pecos Inn, which is the local Best Western Motel. Evidently, when one of the men mentioned “Pecos” on Sunday morning, my brain filled in “Diamond,” rather than listening to what he was really saying.

Then the man in line asked me if I was Ernie’s big brother. I told him I was, and he started asking if I remembered a couple of boys who lived behind us years ago when I was growing up here. It turned out that he was one of our neighbor boys…several years younger than me…it’s a pretty small world some days.

Anyway, I now have the CMA business straightened out. All I have to do now is remember to attend on the first Tuesday of June.

As we returned home, we noticed a large number of pickup trucks in front of a neighbor’s mobile home. It seems that the straight line wind storm that I barely beat home tonight hit their home head-on and ripped the roof off, pealing it back as if a giant can opener had opened it up. Friends and neighbors had gathered to help move furniture and other belongings out until the roof could be replaced.

Wednesday, May 7

Today we received an email from Paul which included several sonogram pictures, one of which clearly showed that Paul and Stephanie will be welcoming a new son. Congrats!

After looking at the weather report and finding that this would be another day of winds in the 30’s with gusts in the 50’s, we tried to talk ourselves out of going to Carlsbad to have the ice maker replaced, but…eventually, we regained our senses and decided to just get it over with. Who knows when the wind will cease?

We arrived at the RV service center about an hour early, but we had beaten the winds! Then to our surprise, they came out shortly after 9:00 and told us to pull into bay 2. Wow! We were thrilled that we were getting it done an hour early since we were going to Seminole next for inspection.

Now this place is the perfect spot to have work done on the motor home since we can connect to the internet and goof off while we wait. And, the wait wasn’t really that long. By 10:00 they came out and said it was in, sign on the dotted line (it’s under warranty), and now you have to wait until the first batch of ice comes out before you can leave. No problem…we will have plenty of time to get to Seminole, get the motor home inspected, and return to Artesia. How lucky can we be???

Well, as it turns out (no pun intended), we weren’t so lucky after all…since the Big V was running on the generator, not electricity, and the fridge had been turned off for 2 hours, it took over 3 hours for the ice maker to turn out ice! By then, it was nearly 3:00 Texas time, the wind was really howling, and we didn’t feel like fighting it; so…it was back to Artesia. The inspection will have to wait for another time!

Once we got Big V settled again and livable, we went over to Edith’s to check in with them. Then another trip to Wal-Mart was made before we returned home.

Billee and Ernie came over around 6:00 to visit which was a real thrill. Other than Nancy, we don’t have many visitors in our “turtle” home.

Thursday, May 8

We are so behind on the journals that as Jim worked on last week, I began working on this week. Lately, I have been doing the skeleton work on our entries and then Jim fills in and finishes them while I download the photos and design how they go in the entry.

Once we have the journal written to Word, I have to fix the blog by copying and pasting the writing, adding the pictures (they won’t just copy in), and format the design before we can send it out. This whole process takes several hours and we aren’t always “in the mood.” And, today was one of those days that certainly didn’t help my disposition! While Jim took a nap, I was designing last week’s blog entry. I had all photos and print in place and then lost the internet which meant I lost all my work! Well, that’s not quite true since I had saved the photos. But, still I had to redo everything when the net came back up. Oh, the trials of journal writing!

Jim: After lunch and an episode of M*A*S*H, we decided to run into town and take care of some business. I picked up a few things at the local Do-It Center, and then it was down to the post office, and out to Mother’s house. Our hearts fell when we pulled into the driveway and opened the garage door…Ernie’s car was in the garage at the same time that they were supposed to be downtown completing the closing on their house.

Ernie came out to meet us and said that there had been another hang-up and that they were waiting for a call just any minute. After a short visit, we left for a visit to Wal-Mart (had to make it an official day) to pick up a few things for in and around Big V.

Ernie called around 4:30 to say that they had finally completed everything on the closing except picking up their check, and they will take care of that tomorrow. Hallelujah!!! This has been a long time coming, and we’re all very happy for them.

After supper we ventured over to Jean’s for a few minutes to see how her day went. Then, we returned to Big V to spend the evening working at our computers and watching television…nothing very exciting.

Friday, May 9

Since my niece Connie is graduating tonight from college in a Roswell ceremony, Jim and I thought we’d hand deliver the gift from Nancy and Tom and us. I had been looking forward to the early morning trek since we were going by Daylight Donuts to get apple fritters…only problem, though, was they were already sold out of everything by the time we got there! Guess you have to get there at the crack of dawn!

Next stop was Carol’s to see Connie since she had practice at 9:00 and should be through, or so we thought. However, when we arrived, we found that we had just missed her since they had cancelled the 9 o’clock practice and moved it to 10:00! Go figure…just weren’t early enough for anything today.

Jim spent his time visiting with Cal and Barney (one of Connie’s sons) in the living room while Carol and I chose to sit in the kitchen and conduct our own conversation. We waited, hoping that Connie would return, but that didn’t happen so finally we had to say our good-byes. Cal was looking so perky and good that we decided we’d take some photos. It’s hard to believe that just less than 2 months ago he was in the hospital fighting for his life! God is good!

After a stop at Happy Jack’s used books, where we unloaded 2 boxes of books, Jim left me at Dollar Tree where I needed to look for several household necessities while we went over to chat with his brother Jerry. Our last stop was at Target which is where we were when Ernie called to say that the realtor had called and they were showing Edith’s home at 3:00. Could they bring Edith over? We hightailed it back to Artesia and made it with 20 minutes to spare! This all worked out great since the wind decided to howl just after we made it home so we were spared the hassle of driving in the wind.

Edith, Jim, and I visited and watched a couple of episodes of M*A*S*H while waiting on Ernie and Billee to return. We all are just thrilled that they are showing the house…maybe soon the right person(s) will view the house and decide they can’t live without it.

Rest of the day was very unexciting, but restful.

Saturday, May 10


Housecleaning day! Enough said…

“Faith and doubt both are needed - not as antagonists, but working side by side to take us around the unknown curve.” Lillian Smith

Another week in Artesia,

Jim & Barbara

A Little Time With Friends

Sunday, April 27 – Saturday, May 3, 2008

Sunday, April 27

While Jim began preparations for leaving Liberal, I took Jaycie over to Leah’s to rejoin her mother for their trip home to Lubbock.

This is another red letter day in the “little” life of full time RVing for me! When I got back to the fairgrounds, Jim had the trailer ready for loading the car. And….I’m the one who drove the car up onto the trailer. How about that? And…I did it right the very first time. Wow!

Once all the trip chores were done, we tootled off down the highway with Glorieta, NM in our sights. (We had really hoped to be heading to Lenexa to see Whitney and her family, but we never could get it arranged.) So…we had been in communication with Rod and Ruth, who are working at Glorieta during April and May.

Jim: There’s not much to say about a travel day. We were out of Liberal 55 minutes after the alarm clock, maybe a new record for us to be up and around. We drove U.S. 54 until we got to Tucumcari, stopped to give Big V a big drink, and then picked up I-40 and drove to Clines Corners, where we turned north on U.S. 285 for a 40 or so mile drive to I-25 and our turn off on the Old Las Vegas Highway that led us a couple of miles to the Rancheros de Santa Fe campground, our “home on the road” for a few days.

Once we got Big V settled in, I called Rod and Ruth to let them know we were in place. After several attempts at trying to contact each other, we finally connected and they said they’d be down in a few minutes. The campground is located nine miles from Glorieta and almost the same distance from the St. Frances Drive exit in Santa Fe, so that worked well for us.
We haven’t seen Rod and Ruth since our trip to Lady Lake, Florida, in December for the dedication of Crossroads Community Church, but time doesn’t seem to mean much to any of us; we immediately started in where we left off after the last visit and began catching up on what has happened in the past few months.

After a bit, we hopped in Rod and Ruth’s car and drove into Santa Fe to pay a visit to Old Town. It’s been years since we last went to that section of the city, but we thought that little, if anything, had changed. We did a little shop-looking in some of the stores and made a couple of purchases before getting back in the car and driving across town to a Red Lobster restaurant for our evening meal.

We had a great dinner (and lots more talk) together, but the time soon came when everyone was worn out, so Rod and Ruth drove us back to the campground and we all said goodnight. They returned to Glorieta and we went into Big V for a good night’s rest.

Monday, April 28


We woke up after a wonderful sleep (must have been the mountain air) and just piddle-paddled around for a bit, enjoying being in the mountains without having anything serious to do. While it wasn’t yet classified as “serious,” we did take time to get a couple of loads of laundry done at the campground.

Rod and Ruth came over for lunch at our place. Since we had all eaten huge meals last night, we settled on chicken sandwiches and chips for our meal.

When we had finished and done some more talking, we followed Rod and Ruth back to their place at Glorieta, where they gave us the grand tour of their housing and the site where Rod is working. Rod is doing maintenance work, and the crew he is currently working with is remodeling old apartment-style units into dormitory rooms that will have beds and facilities for ten.

Once we were done there, we drove over to the registration center so Barbara could give Rod a lesson on signing in to his email service on one of the desktop computers in the commons room. They have their own laptop, but sometimes the service isn’t all that great, so they needed to be able to log in at a permanent station when the wireless isn’t working.

As we were driving across the campus, we received a couple of phone calls…the first was from Dr. Khan’s office in Artesia; they were letting me know that the MRI images had been read and that there didn’t appear to be any damage to the shoulder and muscles other than acute tendonitis…that was good news because there won’t be any surgery required. The other call was from the RV center in Carlsbad…they were letting us know that the new ice-maker for Big V had arrived and that we could make an appointment to come down there and get the units swapped out…great news on both counts!

Ruth had to go back on duty in the dining hall, so we left them to get a little rest before returning to work and we drove back into Santa Fe to do a little exploring on our own for the afternoon. One of the sights we stopped at is one we have seen on nearly every trip to Santa Fe, but haven’t taken the time to explore.

At the intersection of Cerrillos Road and St. Francis Drive is the New Mexico School for the Deaf. Several years ago as we were driving past that spot, we saw a large marquee showing the James A. Little Theater. We always thought about stopping for a picture, but never did it…until today. With time on our hands, we pulled into the school grounds, parked as close as possible to the theater, and got out to start shooting pictures. As we were walking to the theater, a couple of teachers came out. We told them what we were doing (and why) and they laughed and said that they always wondered who the theater was named for. As it turned out, we found that the facility was named for James A. Little, the superintendent of the school in 1982, the year of construction.

After doing a little more sight-seeing, we decided to return to the campground and just veg out for the evening.

Tuesday, April 29

Happy Birthday, Stephanie, in Grand Prairie, TX

Just call us turistas today. Our goal was to make stops at places we’ve seen along the way (or heard of), but have never explored. The first stop was at the Veterans National Cemetery, alongside U.S. 285 on the north side of Santa Fe.

As a veteran, these kinds of cemeteries have always held a certain fascination for me. It is just mind-boggling to look at the rows and rows of white crosses in perfectly straight lines and diagonals reaching the depth and breadth of the fields, and to think, with grateful hearts, of those who served and/or died giving the last full measure of their devotion that we can live freely in our great country.

Our next stop was a few miles farther north at the Santa Fe Opera facilities. We’ve never taken the time to pull over to see what there is to see (which, it turns out, isn’t much during the day or out of season). We weren’t able to go into the theater, but we did manage to get some pictures of the magnificent scenery that surrounds the complex. Maybe this summer we’ll be able to take in one of the productions.

From the opera complex, we continued north on U.S. 285 to the Pojoaque Pueblo, where we turned off and headed west towards Los Alamos and the Bandelier National Monument. After checking the time, we decided to forego a trip all the way into Los Alamos, and decided instead to focus on Bandelier, about 25 miles west of Pojoaque.

Bandolier National Monument is one of New Mexico’s best kept secrets; off the beaten path, it has to be searched out (on some interesting twisting, and turning roads) before it can be enjoyed. Named for the self-taught anthropologist and historian, Adolph A. Bandelier, who came to the New Mexico Territory in 1880, the area now known as Bandolier National Monument had at least 3,000 housing/living sites dating back several thousand years. Archeologists think the Ancestral Pueblo people may have descended from groups of hunter/gatherer people who first entered the region nearly 10,000 years ago. By the mid 1200’s, the people began to gather in larger groups, building villages with as many as 40 rooms.

Today, the reminders of the Ancestral Pueblo people, homes, kivas, and petroglyphs, remain for us to explore in the canyons of this rugged, but peaceful area of New Mexico.

Worn out from our hike through Frijoles Canyon, we returned to the Santa Fe area and our campground for a bit of rest before joining Rod and Ruth for the evening meal and more talking at the Glorieta dining hall.

Wednesday, April 30

We had intended for this to be our last day in the area, but looks at the weather stations throughout the morning convinced us that we needed to stay in place. Predictions for the area from Santa Fe to Artesia included constant high winds with frequent gusts up to 50 mph…hardly the sort of thing we were willing to face in Big V. Luckily, our slot was going to be available for another night, so we went to the office and extended our visit until Friday morning.

After that bit of business and some housekeeping chores, we decided to go back to Old Town in Santa Fe to do some extensive exploring of the area. The first order of business was to find a parking place, no easy chore, even on a slow morning. The streets of old town are very narrow and much of the curb space is reserved for loading and unloading for the businesses.

Fortunately, we did find a good spot for 2-hour parking just beyond the Cathedral of St. Francis of Assisi, the huge 400 year-old Catholic structure that, along with the Palace of the Governors, form the focal points of Old Town.

We walked around the square, looked through several shops, bought a few items, and shared a fajita bought from one of the street vendors.

The rest of the day was spent in general sight-seeing and then returning to Big V to get ready for the evening.

We made arrangements this trip to visit with our friends, Max and Marion, who have lived in Santa Fe for a number of years. Max is a longtime high school and college friend who is now retired from the State of New Mexico and the NM National Guard.

We found their house without too much trouble. Max gave great directions, but I didn’t follow them very well, so we did waste a few minutes getting there.

While we talked and got caught up on all the news since we last saw them in August, Max and Marion prepared a great meal. The evening was spent in eating, talking, laughing, and a general good time among friends (not to mention taking pictures).
Thursday, May 1

Since we now had an extra day for adventures, we decided to drive farther north on U.S. 285 for a bit to explore around Espanola. We stayed in Espanola one night a couple of years ago when we made the motorcycle trip to Pagosa Springs, Colorado, and wanted to see how it had changed (if it had changed).

We found the town to be dry and dusty, but there has been quite a bit of new development on the north end…don’t know what is driving the new economy, but it is happening.

While we were there, the winds started building, and the dirt and dust clouds started forming, so we decided it was time to hit the road and get back down through Santa Fe and to our campground to rest up a bit for the night’s activities (mainly, getting all our stuff together for the trip home tomorrow). We did make one stop along the way to take a picture of a natural rock formation that we have seen many times, but haven’t stopped to visit. Camel Rock, the namesake for the Camel Rock Casino (and, no, we didn’t stop there), is a sandstone formation on the west side of U.S. 285 that has been weathered out over the years to look for all the world like a kneeling camel. Finally, we now have our own picture of it.

Shortly after 6:00 p.m. we made another run up to Glorieta to say goodbye to Rod and Ruth. They were just finishing their evening meal with all the new volunteers who had arrived during the day and were getting ready to go to a meeting, so we just visited for a few minutes and then returned to the campground where we listened to the wind howl and watched television reports of the forest fires that were blazing throughout New Mexico.

Friday, May 2

We got up relatively early this morning and finished our packing and loading. The weather was nice (but a little cool), so it didn’t take long to have Big V ready to pull out for the journey back to Artesia. We took the time last night to get the Vibe loaded on the trailer, so that was one chore we didn’t have to face today.

We were on the road by 8:30…had a good tailwind for most of the trip, so it wasn’t a bad ride except for the few broad curves that caused us to take a beating from strong crosswinds. We had planned to stop in Roswell to do our grocery shopping at Wal-Mart and visit with Carol for a few minutes, but Carol said she wouldn’t be able to see us today, so we just motored on down the road, except for a brief roadside stop to have some lunch.

By 2:00 p.m. we were in place at Grandma’s RV Ranch in good old Artesia, and wasted no time getting everything set up for living for a few days. We elected to do the minimal setup, since we would be driving to Carlsbad on Wednesday to get the new ice-maker.

While we were working around the place, Amanda, Jerry and Nancy’s daughter, came over to make sure we knew we were invited to their place for a catfish fry tonight. Amanda had brought the boys, Daniel and Jonah, to visit the family for a few days, and is leaving tomorrow morning to go back home, so this would be their sendoff dinner. James and Susie would also join the group at some point during the evening.

The evening was a lot of fun; it was good to be with “family” and to enjoy playing with Daniel and Jonah. Of course, the fried catfish and all the trimmings certainly added to the atmosphere, and a good time was had by all. Too soon, we all had to call it a night and head back to our respective homes for the evening.

Saturday, May 3

Today was a really “blah” day for me. We went to town to visit Mother, Ernie, and Billee, then made a trip to Wal-Mart to get groceries. After that, we came back to Big V and put everything away. I spent the rest of the day feeling puny. I think I ended up taking three naps before finally giving the day up as a lot cause and going to bed for the night.

“Do you see difficulties in every opportunity, or opportunities in every difficulty?” – Church Signs

Back home again in Artesia,

Jim & Barbara


A Little Shower

Sunday, April 20 – Saturday, April 26, 2008

Sunday, April 20

Happy birthday to Whitney!


Somehow this day got away from us with only vague memories of howling wind, housework, Jim working in the yard, and packing for Edith…that is definitely a theme that will persist all week. Pack that box, tape it, move it to the garage! Today’s packing consisted of the guest bedroom which we were trying to clean out to prepare for Ernie and Billee to move into when their house closes.

Monday, April 21

Happy birthday to Daniel, Nancy and Jerry’s grandson!

With an early start to the day, we went by Marie Chase Community Center and Grammy’s Closet, both of which are charitable organizations with donations from Ernie and Billee’s and Edith’s home. However, we struck out at each as we were much too early for them to be open. So…it was over to Edith’s to pack and pack and pack.

This afternoon late, when we returned home, Jim went over to prune the pecan trees.

Tuesday, April 22

Happy 1st birthday to grandson Little Jimmy!
While Jim helped Ernie move their couch and love seat to Marie Chase, I began the serious project of packing Edith’s library. To understand what a daunting task this is, one would have to realize how many books, videos, DVD’s, etc. she has collected in 84 years of living! We haven’t actually taken time to count the books, but just making a guesstimate, Jim says 1250-1500! This doesn’t include 3 sets of encyclopedias and years of the Condensed Reader’s Digests books. The videos themselves filled over 3 boxes, and we’re not talking little dinky boxes either! While I did the books, Edith shredded paperwork, checks, and etc. from years past. We were quite a working machine.

Wednesday, April 23

Since the laundry had piled up around our house, we decided that I would go to the Laundromat while Jim rode the cycle on over to his mother’s to continue the packing. It just blows our minds that two people who do “nothing” can collect such loads of laundry (and trash). We’re great at both!

Jim came by the Laundromat to get the car so he could take his mom to the doctor. He left me the cycle though so I’d have wheels. Right!

With all morning activities concluded, we met Jerry, Nancy, and Jean at Chaos for lunch which was a definite treat for us as they had been gone to Knox City for Daniel’s birthday party. Once the meal was over though, we returned to our packing posts after running some errands.

Eventually, it was home again to check email and relax.

It was a delight to receive photos of Joyce and Gary’s new grandbaby, Max, and one of Owen.

Then, we had the most interesting note for Cathey about Jaycie’s first softball game.

Cathey wrote:

Good morning everyone!

Well, Jaycie had her first ever softball game last night. She has been so nervous this past week about it too. We just tried to tell her that all she can do is her best and don’t worry about it and just HAVE FUN!!!!

So she’s all decked out in her “Angels” uniform, her Daddy’s glove, her bat and new batting gloves and helmet. They warm up and are anxious for the game to start. The coaches finally gather the girls in a huddle for some final words and they head to the dugout. Jimmy and I are sitting in our lawn chairs with some other parents just talking and waiting for the game. Now mind you Jaycie has come up with ever serious baseball scenario imaginable to ask about. She was more nervous about softball than cheer!!! So shortly after the huddle she runs up to the fence and whispers me over…I get up and she cups her hands over her mouth and asks…”Where’s center field?” I just about died!!!! So we told her and off she went to center field. It was too funny!!!!

The game got started and we were home team so we pitched first. Our pitcher had a hard time pitching it down the middle so we walked several batters but then we also were able to get our 3 outs with fielding plays. No balls were hit to the outfield to Jaycie’s dismay. So now we’re up to bat. We end up having the inning called because we scored the maximum of 7 runs in an inning.

Jaycie should bat the next inning. She sits out for defense this time as we again do a good job of fielding hits and making good throws. Now we’re up to bat again and Jaycie eventually gets to bat. Jimmy, David, Wendy, Emily, and I are cheering her on. Her two best friends are cheering in the dugout for “little ears!” (That’s one of her nicknames.) The first pitch is way too high and she lets it go. Great job! The second pitch is in the dirt and she lets it go. Great job! Now mind you, we can tell she’s scared to death because she’s not stepping out of the batters box after each pitch or lowering her bat. She’s a total statue with a determined look on her face that shows all over her little body. The next pitch is a little high but she swings… she gets a piece of it but foul ball. Still great job! Then the next pitch is thrown and she takes it. It’s a hit to short stop! Jaycie runs to first as the throw is being made. The throw is overthrown to 1st base and she advances to 2nd! She was so excited and was trying to keep it serious without showing how excited she was! Then the next batter was up, the pitch was made and the coach told Jaycie to steal third and she did. Then the coach showed her how to get a lead off of 3rd to home. Well, the batter got a base hit and Jaycie was able to score!!!

The 3 friends of ours and Jaycie all got hits and were able to score! We won the game 15 to 5!

Jaycie is loving softball!! I forgot the camera so I don’t have pictures but I will have them next time she plays.
(These are photos from the next game they played. Jaycie is the front one on the 1st pic)

Thanks for letting us share our fun event with you all. Take care and we’ll keep you updated on Jaycie’s games.

Go Angels!!!


Thursday, April 24

All I can say about this day is that it was a travel one! I even drove 34 miles with Jim sleeping! However, as we approached Canyon the wind started howling, as it seems to do quite well; so I turned the helm over to Jim. By the time we were in Liberal (7:00 PM), Jim was one big knot after fighting the wind.

Thankfully, Leah and Ryan met us at the Fairgrounds and helped us set up. Then we visited a little before we all decided to call it a night.

Friday, April 25

The first order of the day was to go to Mon Del to get our usual, desperately needed haircut! Once that was accomplished we went over to the George’s new home. Jim will take it from here.

Jim: We have written about Mr. & Mrs. George and their sons, Livesy and Leslie in previous entries. They are originally from India, but were teaching in Botswana when we “discovered” each other. After making numerous telephone calls and going through reams of paper, were able to get them established in Liberal.

Each time we have returned to Liberal, we have tried to get together with the Georges, and they have wanted to take us out to dinner. While our time was short this weekend, we agreed that even if didn’t see anyone else this trip, we wanted to see the Georges and their new house.

Following the directions that Mr. George gave me on the telephone, we soon found several new houses on a street in the north end of the city. Livesy was at the high school having a last minute practice session before leaving with several band and choir members to participate in the state solo and ensemble schedule on Saturday.

While we waited for Livesy to call, Mr. and Mrs. George gave us the full-blown tour of their beautifully appointed new home. We were so very happy for them to finally be able to put down roots in their adopted community.

After a bit, Livesy called and asked for his dad to come pick him up at the high school. When they got back to the house, we had a brief photography session, and then, at Livesy’s suggestion, decided that we would adjourn to Vargas Restaurant for lunch.

We had a great time getting caught up on the news of their family; Leslie is completing his Masters Degree at Georgia Tech this spring, and Livesy continues to do well in his academics and activities at LHS. Not only is he an outstanding student, Livesy is a member of the award-winning robotics team, plays tennis, and is a member of the high school band.

Before we finished eating, we promised that when we return to Liberal in June, we will set aside a whole day to spend with Mr. and Mrs. George to visit and get some cooking lessons so we can begin cooking some authentic Indian dishes.

With our meal over, we said our goodbyes, spoke to a few people in the restaurant who came over to see us, and headed out to see some new construction on the north end of town and to do a little shopping.

Barbara: After we left the George’s at Vargas’s, Jim and I threw ourselves into gathering supplies needed for the surprise “family shower” we were going to throw Leah and Ryan tomorrow night. I ordered a Baby McQ cake and gathered some other needed items before heading to Big V to store them where Leah and Ryan wouldn't see them too soon.

Around 5:30 after Jim returned from visiting Chris and Pam Perkins, we went over to Leah’s for a cook-out. There we were joined by Cathey and Jaycie who had just driven in from Lubbock and Danny and Charlene.
What a fun night eating and visiting on the deck of Leah and Ryan’s home! When the night was over, Jaycie returned to Big V with us to spend the night. As usual, once we turned on a movie, Jaycie was out like a light and I gave up, too. However, Jim watched the Bee Movie to the bitter end!

Saturday, April 26

Since we weren’t expected over at Leah’s until 11:30, Jaycie had time to go out and create another “rock” town. We had even brought her the rock she used in Artesia so she would be equipped to do her thing.
While Jaycie was out creating her city, Jim was busy creating his famous pancakes, bacon, and eggs breakfast.

Eventually, it was time to prepare for the shower and head over to Leah’s where we would meet Ryan’s family for the first time. Ryan’s mother, sister and her three kids, and grandpa had come in for the big “do.” And, what would such a gathering be without touring Baby McQ’s awaiting room which the kids have decorated really, really well.

As par, the remaining time was spent eating, taking photos, and visiting before it was time for the “girls” to head to the Depot for Leah’s baby shower.

I guess, I was a little scatterbrained though, because I left the camera at Leah’s so I had to call the guys and ask them to bring it to me! We had to have photos to document this wonderful occasion, didn’t we?

I’ll let the photos do the talking for the shower…it was great and the baby will certainly not be lacking for anything!
Cathey decided after the shower that Leah and Ryan needed a baby bulletin board to put in Jameson’s jungle room so the 3 of us made a Wal-Mart run to get supplies while Jaycie and Jim began preparations on the spaghetti dinner Jim was fixing. Ryan was busy out in the garage making Jim and me a washer game to take home with us. (It’s played much like horseshoes, except that I never did hit the board when I tried it earlier! However, Jim and Ryan seemed to not have that trouble!)

While Cathey started the bulletin board and Jim cooked, Jaycie and I drove over to the motor home to pick up tonight’s shower supplies. The plan was for us to call when we were just about to leave so Cathey and Jim could ask Leah and Ryan to make a Sonic run for everyone. However, Jaycie and I were too speedy (or maybe Leah and Ryan were too slow) and we had to stall waiting for them to leave the house. Once they left, we all quickly brought in gifts from the Artesia bunch (Granny, Billee and Ernie, Jean, Jerry and Nancy), my sister, and Mike. There was again no doubt that Leah and Ryan were going to be prepared completely when the baby comes.

My sister, Nancy (and her family) had given Leah and Ryan a gift card so Jim and I found this goofy clown tie to put it in…Jim wore it that evening and when he gave it to them, he said (at Cathey’s suggestion) “Nancy, Tom, Brandi and her family were tied up this week-end and couldn’t come, and handed Leah the tie.” In the photos, Leah is wearing the goofy tie, talking to my sister on the phone. Just thought an explanation of such a hideous tie was necessary.
Eventually, it was time to call this day over; so Jaycie, Jim and I went back to the Fairgrounds. No one even pretended to watch a movie tonight!

“Love starts when another person’s needs become more important than your own” – Unknown

At home in the Fairgrounds of Liberal, Kansas

Jim & Barbara