I got the call at 7:30am

I will be there in one hour!

OMG the building is finally here!

it’s huge and tall and I love it!

now to organize my stuff, I have messes everywhere but that’s okay I have all the time I need.

My photos aren’t uploading as they should and besides I’m beat, too much sun and wine combo today, we had to celebrate, right? So I’ll do better tomorrow as I get busy on the inside which will need insulation and drywall eventually so I can add AC and electric, poco a poco.

I will be an Artist! update 3/7/19

I was pretty happy being a nurse for many years but when I retired I had no plan for what comes next, then I read that anyone can be an artist so I thought I’m anyone, I  will be an artist.

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I am a woman wondering what comes next, open to new ideas, willing to exchange thoughts but confused and restless about who I am now in these later decades of my life.

Being a twice-retired person of meager resources and advanced age, I started out cheap, buying craft paints and board panels and skinny canvas. I painted flowers the ‘one stroke’ Donna Dewberry way. (she is the one who said anyone can paint) I had fun painting pretty flowers for children and sold them at school and community sales.

But lately, I have been watching u-tube videos of abstract painting and this is my new favorite way to paint.  I am a self-taught (artist) painter with help from U-Tube videos, Mr. Lang and Ms. Dewberry and  Mr.Tim Gagnon plus a heap of art how-to books  There is so much to learn, so many new ways to create art, I’ll need another life-time to learn all this , maybe next life?

By the way, this painting became an  amazing table! Resin was the perfect  finish!

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Update 3/7/19

Still of meager resources and even yet older, Life has moved on with me to a very new reality, an old lady on wheels. And I’m loving this new life style with GiGI my gas guzzling RV and my Smart car youcandoitBabe.I’m excited to get my life in my tiny RV settled soon so I can get back to painting I’ll need to find a space, I thought perhaps I’d paint outside at the table but it is really windy here, not sure it’s always as windy as it has been here lately, maybe it calms during the summer. Other than the wind, I think this is the best place to be now, warm and snow-less.

I’m not a real neat painter but at least I won’t be messing up any one’s space other than my own, and I won’t mind cuz that’s the way I am, nothing bothers me for too long. It’s taken me awhile to come to this, it hasn’t always been easy but now is generally my way of looking at and living my life. My sloppy life style doesn’t mean I don’t care, it means I don’t care enough to let details get in the way of my peace of mind. Not everyone sees my point of view however. Live and let live please………Wow I did get off on a tangent didn’t I! Must be the fact that I’m drinking wine from the box!

YoucandoitBabe is Back Home


Got my ‘youcandoitbabe’ smart car back today and all is well but geeze the roads in Texas are terrible. You don’t notice it so much in a bigger car but the drive home wasn’t as pleasant as the drive up in the big loaner car, the roads I’ve driven on in NM are much better.

Monday I’ll drive GG to Truth or Consequences to do errands and fill my propane. finally!


Friends have come to my assistance yet again!

I can’t thank them enough for their willingness to give me a hand or show me how to do stuff. I am a pretty independent person, mostly willing and usually unafraid to try something new or face difficult challenges, but having willing neighborly hands available makes a huge difference in life and fine living.
Today Becca and Dan gave me a rod to place across the cab to hang clothes when I’m not traveling, this allows me to use the one closet I have to use as a pantry, which I sorely need. So instead of trying to find my groceries in these upper cabinets with doors that won’t stay open while I look for what I need I’ll have a proper pantry with shelves. It’s the little things in life worth while, not the big hard challenges that we face because we have to, its small moments and satisfying pleasures that make us smile.


I discovered a new storage space, funny how I’m finding out more about GG still after living with her for 8 months. Yes! It’s been 8 months, ownership in a year in August. We will have to celebrate! Maybe I’ll make a Panamanian dinner for my friends with ropa vieja, arroz con algo y platanos. Or patacones. Always interesting cooking in my tiny kitchen but I managed with spaghetti so I think it will be fine. oh yeah, and flan de la casa.
Smile…………

Hail on Roof

OH, I have to tell you what happened yesterday! We had a fierce hail storm, and I think everyone in the park was thinking about my roof, or rather the leak in it. Frank got here just in time to seal the leak before it started raining and the hail falling. Thank Goodness because it would have been a disaster for me and GG, I would not soon forget. Frank will come back to do a more permanent fix and he will fix my air conditioner and power up my studio.
I hope.
Other park people here don’t have as much trust in him as I do, but I like talking with him, he’s an interesting old guy from Germany, (but not as old as I) he has 9 doberman dogs (puppies) is an electrician, and says that if he falls off my roof he will land on his feet as he did gymnastics in Germany and can still do his flips…..or whatever. Then I noticed he had a bottle of beer in his hand I wasn’t sure if he had it while up top but I wonder if pot is not his only habit.
Oh well!

Tomorrow morning I go to El Paso to pick up my car finally, that will take up the morning and then I want to take GG in town to fill my propane tank and learn how to set up the connectors to a separate propane tank as back up so I don’t have to move GG whenever I run out of propane. So today in preparation for the move I replaced the cabinet doors that I’d taken down in frustration when organizing my ‘pantry’ (so the doors wouldn’t fall on my head) putting them back up was harder than taking down but it needed to be done or everything would fall out whenever I turned a corner, …….I hope she starts, I haven’t started her up in quite a while.

I have a new acupuncture client, sciatica problem, I hope I can help him but he has had the problem a while, may take some time.

I haven’t done much with the studio yet, just moving stuff over there. The building protects my plants from the wind if I keep them behind it and that makes me happy so maybe they have a chance. I hope to see morning glories climbing up the wall and sunflowers and zinnias should be blooming soon if I can protect them from the wind.

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I’m feeling enthusiastic about the changes I’m making, I have lots of ideas in mind for both GG and my studio and excited to get on with it now

It will be good.

The wind laughs at me

I was looking on Amazon for about an hour today looking at those cool cantilevered umbrellas that would look so nice here. Really, about an hour when suddenly the RV shook in the wind. And I remembered that I had not seen even a single patio umbrella anywhere here. The wind! Glad the wind called to me laughing, ‘fool if I can move the RV with you in it an umbrella?……………in time for me to stop the order.

We shared our Thoughts and our Stories today

She came to spend some time with me, on this hot and boring Sunday

She brought with her a bottle of wine and 2 glasses

She often tells me her stories

today I told her some of mine

I’d not told anyone those stories,

they were only mine to remember

I confided,

finally who am I and what have I done.

and why

was it the wine?

it was not the wine.

I was ready to tell her my story

I granted her the in sight to hear my story

not judge my story,

or me,

but just to listen

despite our differences of space and time

What is a friend but one to listen

someone you can trust with your stories.

Maybe some day I can tell my stories to you.

Ode to my Grandchildren

I remember the moment you were born

The excitement of a newborn baby

A cherished new family member

A new mark on the calendars

You are loved every single day

Not only your day marked on my calendar

So please forgive a forgetful grandma

If I neglect your day

And know that I remember and love you every single day of the year.

Here I would put a photo of my grandchildren but my daughter won’t let me add their photos , they know who they are and I hope they know how much I love them

Talk A Lot?

Total strangers will talk your arm off telling you things you don’t want to hear.

It amazes me.

Yesterday doing laundry, I met a woman and now I can tell you about her family, her vehicle, her plans and her age, without myself having said a word.

You don’t even have to share, just listen.

I wonder if this is because we (RVers) spend so much time alone that when we encounter someone who will listen we take advantage and tell all.

This form Quora

why people talk a lot is because they have a huge storage of thoughts which was created when they were alone. And when the storage capacity is overfull the thoughts need to come out, t his makes them talk a lot and mostly about the things they had in their mind before.

Seems there are all kinds of talkers and reasons why we talk so much, here are some notes I thought interesting from an article I read on Inc.com by Deborah Grayson Riegel

  1. Talking about yourselfResearch shows that when we talk about ourselves, our brains release dopamine, the pleasure hormone, so we’re immediately rewarded when we do so. People keep gabbing because they are addicted to that pleasure
  2. Talking to show how much you know. This, ironically, tends to undermine rather than build credibility. It also has a negative impact on our likeability, one of the key factors in how we evaluate people.
  3. Talking out of nervousness or insecurity. Our ability to self-manage shrinks when our anxiety grows
  4. Talking to fill the silence  most people experience silence as something to avoid–especially in conversation. 

Talk less ! Think more !

I personally don’t know anyone who thinks they talk too much, and so far today (6pm) I have spoken not a word.

half a gram per brownie

you need about a half a gram per brownie

That is what I’m told

How do I measure such a thing? A scale I suppose

What would be the size of each brownie

Add it to the brownie dough then how …..do you know…

I need a recipe, I’m sure I can find plenty online

I would bake and freeze, probably not share

Nor advertise

Each brownie would taste differently

And have a different flavor response

This may be too complicated

the issue of obtaining the ingredient needed.

Could be a concern

unlikely to obtain .

Got the recipe and now I understand how to make brownies

some day, not today.

Perhaps..

It’s a beautiful evening after the light rain this afternoon. We are under a huge gray cloud but to the east and west the skies are blue with puffy white clouds.

pink sky at night, sailors delight?

I got a touch of heat exhaustion today, too long in the hot springs, chills and headache that hasn’t left me.

I’ve wasted time this week, haven”t done much and have much to do. I need to take GG in to fill propane and get the new connections installed, and learn how to work with the new system when it gets here, I ordered it this week. I want to refinish my kitchen counters with resin, I have to go to Walmart for more black paint and and a ladder so I can paint my door red, Becca says if I add a red light above it I could get kicked out of the park!. So funny, vibrant color is important to me. Red is my color. I ‘ll have to plan a day in the ‘city’ soon to get all my errands done. Meanwhile I wait for my studio to get here impatiently. because ‘stuff’ I’ve ordered , a red couch in case someone wants needles applied and a crafting/painting desk , they’ll be here soon and I won’t have space to put them until the studio arrives.

I want to get everything in place so that I can give some time to volunteer at the local Hospice.

Need to fix my car still. We have an appointment in El Paso on the 10th, what a pain it is to have to go so far for repair, 200 miles or so, but there is no other option right now.

I love being retired, being retired is so freeing and another day or two is all the same.

But I don’t want to be lazy, just choose my time to accomplish my goals.

My neighbor is playing music I can hear, he asked if it was too loud, it’s not, it’s fine let’s see what music he listens to. He is dancing alone, I see his feet moving across from me from under his RV, how lovely, Now i don’t feel silly when I dance with myself outside (no room inside) with my music for exercise, it’s as good as walking and more fun.

I like the people here, there are not many RV’s here now as this is the season to travel but there are about seven besides me that plan to stay a while because it’s a good place to be. So what is the difference in staying in an RV park or a trailer park? Not much really except we can leave. No trailer park stigma here….yet.

I’m sitting outside on my RV steps, no mosquitoes here, I wonder why not, too windy?

My seeds planted are growing up despite the wind I have to protect them from.

too many plantitas in there, I couldn’t bear to thin them out. Maybe I can transplant some of them when they get a little bigger.