Happy Camper~ (tale of a tiny adventure)

All I need to know about life can be summed up on the open road. You can learn so much by leaving home. It doesn’t have to be a grand  trip either; it can be a ten hour drive to pick up your “bucket list glamper” with the person you love the most in the world. This past Friday we did just that (my love and I), we packed our toothbrushes and a clean shirt along with our phone chargers, 2 peanut butter sandwiches and 2 apples~ ready for our ten hour pursuit of a happy camper that was waiting for us in a large garage in Illinois. We planned on picking her up, heading back toward home 3 hours and stopping for the night~ a nice dinner, sleep in Hotel and be home for college football by 2pm on Saturday. Easy!

As it turns out, 20 miles from our destination and the moment we high fived each other and proclaimed “this was a total breeze”! … storm clouds rolled in and a bolt of lighting hit in the distance just as we hit a detour sign reading “BRIDGE OUT”. This is where the story takes a turn. We back track and make our way to our destination as sheets of rain fall from the sky, thinking the worst is behind us. We are however, IN LOVE with our new purchase and instant friends with the sellers. They’re  a lot of really nice people out there in the world! (they live on top of a steep winding road and like old stuff, just the way I do, they are hiding away…you have to find them). The rain lets up after a bit and we begin the process of hooking the trailer to our vehicle. This should be easy too! Nope. There is some  loose wiring effecting the running lights on the trailer, which leads to no brake lights on our car which then leads to the guys running down the hill with the car and camper in tow to the trailer place that just happened to be open for 5 more minutes, and is right at the bottom of the hill.  Im going to make this short. The “guy”at the trailer place puts some fuses in the car, wiggles some wires…it works! The boys head back up to us girls hanging out in the big  garage… about an hour has passed. I’m feeling hungry & suddenly tired.

 We all “gush” at the camper and sign the necessary transfer papers ~ the sweet couple shake our hands & the girl gives me a loaf of  homemade pistachio bread ( her grandmas recipe! )  We are ready to go! ~ but for some crazy reason as we are in the car, waving goodbye…my husband cannot get the car out of park. (WHAAAT?)  Now we have the manual out. Must be something kooky, maybe the guy at the trailer place did something funky with the fuses?

Three hours later our car is towed in the rain….20 minutes away to a town with a honda dealer. Its Friday night, I am not in a nice restaurant six hours from home, I am in a bucking bronco of a tow truck, no seatbelt on a rainy road. (The driver looks a bit sketchy but ends up being very nice.) We are quiet but not freaking out. The car ends up right in front of the honda dealer door; they have been opened 4 days and thank God are open in the morning from 8-noon. We have nowhere to go but the bar next door. We have only eaten pB&j sandwiches, not even our apples. its 8:30. I could literally eat the entire loaf of pistachio bread, but its in the car. :((  I can hear the Karoake singing from the parking lot. We end up buying the tow truck fellow a beer , eat some greasy  food and drink like locals, taking in the character of the funky joint that we actually like.  The Holiday Inn is right  across the street so we are asleep by 11. Funny those 3 places all in that close proximity ..steps from each other. Thank you God for that.

In the morning our car is ready! we walk over and just like we thought it was a fuse! in the wrong place~ they did not charge us, those great Honda guys:) we are back in the game. Going back to get my Glamper.

S0, here is what I learned while gazing at my sweet Camper in the rear view…feet up on the dash, holding hands with my honey….driving past beautiful corn fields in Illinois…headed for home.

If it’s too easy, there is no story…the radio takes you all over the place emotionally…I’ve been to the desert on a horse with no name, it felt good to get out of the rain… my my, hey hey, rock n’roll is here to stay… I’m moving down the highway so life won’t pass me by…while chewing on a piece of grass, walking down the road…I’m going to teach my children well, might go to Boston for the Springtime…throw “I love you” echoes down the canyon and lie awake at night til they come back around …gonna get high in the rockies, can’t help falling in love and surely~ the answer is blowin in the wind! (gosh I love all these songs and lyrics)

* Simon and Garfunkle will put you to sleep, Al Green will wake you back up. Holding hands is my favorite thing , I love to do so while harmonizing to all songs ~

Last but not least, I learned that after 25 years of knowing a person really well, you can learn even more about them, random but important stuff like my husband knows every Gordon Lightfoot song and every line of every Neil Diamond tune. Yup. Even “Shilo”. I did not know this before last weekend. He is also a calm in the storm.  We do not always need words to have a fantastic time together.

This man goes above and beyond for me always. This morning I got a text that just said. “I adore you”.

I share this because I must say, you can have it all. Life is what you make it. Today I am one happy camper:)

“Seneca” ~ appropriately named for our first adventure with her…where we hitched her up and took her away.

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Happy Birthday to my hubby (TODAY) who I Love and cannot wait to go on more adventures with :)

Inspire & share :)

Maggie

random twirling ~

As Summer draws to an end …I am sort of holding onto these last few sizzling days. I have a bunch of photos to post, random and not so random. I have been on a bit of a break, not posting here, but on Fb and IG instead. Seems easier when I don’t have a whole lot to say. SO many forums and so little time:) I have to give it to the girls that keep up with daily posts on their blogs. I think I got tired. (insert big laugh) . Lack of energy leads to not being able to keep up! Tomorrow I will be in the hospital to fix the short circuit in my heart. I am praying my doctor has a terrific sleep and needs little caffeine so his hands are steady. LOL. Funny but serious! Today and I am running errands,  cleaning up laundry piles and getting a much needed pedicure. I will be twirling around good thoughts in my head~ positive energy all the way around. . .and around. That’s what I came up with as I saw these pics on my desktop waiting to be posted. Anyone seen my desktop? HA! That could be a topic to post about.

the art of the twirl~

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inspire and share:)

thanks, Maggie

My Heart beat ~ (personal post)

I think I have taken my heart for granted all my life…that it beats everyday, all day, all night….tick tick tick….like a clock, until the day we die our hearts continually beat a usually steady 60-100 beats per minute. The other night my heart went haywire ( it has happened a  few times before but not like this)…it was beating out of control, “off the track” so to speak. It’s common I hear now. It happens to people, more than you can imagine. It’s so scary to not be able to catch your breath, to feel your beating heart race out of control in your chest and neck….my neck was throbbing. SO, after 11 hours I went to the ER, dizzy and exhausted…(why i waited is just pain stupid and in the past now)…my heart was beating at like 188 and higher….the dr. said I had been in a long 11 hour sprint, my heart was super tired. They call it SVT. Super ventrical tachycardia  . The “instant oxygen” felt nice…I knew I was in good hands right away.

 I had not prayed, I had not done a thing but concentrate on my breathing for so many hours and had not realized the severity, but suddenly I was filled with fright and tears rolled out of my eyes….up went the heartbeat and blood pressure. They told me to try and stay calm. HA! me? Ok. I am not writing to tell some amazing story or that I had some huge epiphany, although there is definitely “something” that happened to me ~I am actually writing to journal about my experience for myself…and to share it…run on sentences and all, this is me. I want to remember the moment the Doctor told me they were going to have to give me some medicine to stop my heart. Hello??? what???  He says that they will stop it for a second and it will be flushed thru with saline or something and it should set it back to a normal beat…my heart, “back on track”…. I see the nurse holding three syringes….sometimes they have to do it more than once. They are busy with getting me ready for that little procedure and I shut my eyes quietly. For the first time in 12 plus hours, I pray. I had no energy to pray honestly. I just asked God to walk with me as I have been trying to walk with him. Seriously at that moment, I was really scared and had nothing to do but trust in those around me and God. “You are going to feel really, really crappy, you may feel like you are going to pass out”…the doctor says before they administer the med to stop the heart. I asked him to hold my hand , the one nurse held the other. I felt the effect immediately and remember listening to the monitor beeping….beep, beep, beep……..beep………………..beep………I thought to myself, my heart is stopping. I suddenly felt so heavy in my chest and the weirdest hard sensation in my throat, hard to explain now…a faint memory. He asked how I felt ….I muttered “bad”…he nodded up and down like he knew, then I almost felt like I was leaving . I looked up at the ceiling (ugly, I thought)…at the two big flourecent panels of light. Then as fast as I felt like I was going away  I wasn’t. :) I heard the monitor beeping again…I was coming back and started to slowly feel better. They smiled, the nurses and Doctor. It worked. One dose.

I knew my husband and daughter were out in the hall waiting for news.  My heart slowly felt like my old happy regular beating heart after some time…what relief to have the heart beat at 89 and 79 and 70, I checked the monitor a few times with a crank of my neck. I closed my eyes. Thank You, God. Sooo, this is a wacky blog post or journal ramble, but I have a crappy memory and I wanted to write some stuff down. Don’t judge my writing skills~ I am all over the place today and grammar is not on my list of worries. :)  I am processing things still. Heading to a specialist to figure out what is up with my “ticker”. They think its an electrical issue~ ? Most people know I am wired differently anyways! Im praying for the doctors to figure it out quickly. I am not in the mood for another round of racing heart…monitors or beeps or ugly ceiling panels, shots in the stomach, blood work and hospital food. I like home. Rest is not something I am very good at, but Im doing it. I took a pic of a snail and some flowers yesterday ~ that was about it. Trying to slow down like the snail. feeling thankful for my “regular” heart beat today. IMG_9266w    I could learn a few things from this patient little guy.

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share or comment ~ :)

big hugs to Melody and April (my nurses) and that nice Doctor in the ER, can’t pronounce his name….:))and all the nice nurses all weekend~  they were fabulous. Grateful.

Maggie

First Birthday cupcake smash! (Dawysn turns 1)

 

 A cupcake and a one year old~….one word. Messy. I love the moment she tasted that pink frosting and her face lit up like she had just been given the best gift ever! The gift of sugar….she will forever love cupcakes after this. She laughed, crawled around, sat and stared at her messy hands, crawled over the actual cupcake and headed for the pool, where her mom quickly grabbed her and plopped her in for a cleaning. Short and sweet~ but pictures for a lifetime.

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