When I met Risa in July 2013, she was wearing Uggs. I let it go -my hatred for Uggs- because Sean, Jeremiah’s housemate, had toted Risa as “really cool.” Sean’s not easily impressed. I gave her the benefit of a doubt. When Risa and her straight blond hair stepped into my life, Jeremiah, Sean, and…
In the era of snake person word-of-the-year choices, I succumbed and had a word for 2019 (Courage) and chose to focus on one in 2020 – Clarity. Nothing is clearer through a windshield Bouncing from state to state is fun. There are huge advantages. However, we thought when we got into our Home on Wheels…
With about half a dozen blog post drafts waiting to be finished, this will be the final blog of the year for us. 2019 was the first full year of being on the road, having started traveling in November of 2018. We’ve officially traveled through all the seasons of the year, and Jeremiah has acclimated…
On the road again, just can’t wait to get on the road again… -Willie Nelson We headed West of Dallas this morning after a big ole week of getting things done – stocking our pantry, putting new foam in the driver seat, dentist and doctor appointments, annual chassis maintenance, and a whole lot of smaller…
Good morning! Or evening, or afternoon, or whatever time it is when you’re reading this. It’s been a hot minute since I wrote a blog; I missed last week’s because two of our blog readers were here in person! Jeremiah’s parents! So, we decided we’d get some holiday celebrating in. Holiday one: Thanksgiving Last week…
A year ago today, we hooked up the explorer to the back of our Home on Wheels in our backyard: next to a nectarine tree I had planted 4 years earlier, across from the shop where Jeremiah had built a remote controlled lawnmower with a friend. Nope, I need to rephrase that. Where Jeremiah tried…
The last 8 days have been something else. Jeremiah had surgery, my parents visited, and we had some unexpected weather. Last night, we had a tornado warning. In our Home on Wheels, any storm is cause for concern. A tornado warning? A lot bigger of concern. While we were safe, a big Tornado touched down…
A week or two ago, Jeremiah and I had a conversation. It went a little like this: “We could go to Chattanooga the last free weekend before the surgeons turn me into the Terminator,” Jeremiah said. “Oh, true. We could do that,” I responded. The end. I know what you’re thinking: intense conversation. Don’t worry,…
Private RV Parks have a few staples that make them all similar: parking spaces, usually with hookups. That’s where the similarities end – and that’s something we’ve found out as we’ve traveled the last 11 months. (Prior to that, we didn’t do a lot of RVing. Jeremiah had a truck camper he split with his…
Prologue: Well. I wrote this blog once already and somehow I didn’t save it. When I asked Jeremiah yesterday if he could read over it, lo-and-behold, I showed him a blank word document. After that, I said loudly, “I’m going to burn this computer. I want nothing to do with that blog. I hate it.…