You might get something out of this site if:
You think an awesome experience is something everyone else always has
You think adventure is looking at the ladies dainties in the Sears Catalog :)
You've got more cousins than Carters' got little pills
You find people are always telling you that you're definitely the most interesting person they've ever met
You don't like high stress jobs. Like when your husband tells you that you've got to the mow the lawn TWICE this year.
Just wait until you discover what living life on the road is really like.
--The Great Kiva
There are lots of buttons and links here, some might go somewhere, most probably don't. Even I, smart as I am :) ain't got'em all figured out yet. But like some feller said, "It ain't the destination, it's how many times you got to repair the brakes during the journey, otherwise you might not be able to stop when you get to where you didn't know you were going."
Don't worry about what this website costs. You get the RV Dreamers bug you'll learn right quick you'll need to keep every penny you got. :) But if your a real smart feller and come up with a way of gettin' people to send you money so you can live it up, keep it to yourself. Cause if someone else does it, it might chip away at your good fortune.
Oh, one last thing, if you just got to support something, Support Our Troops, they're keeping our country safe so we can live this life.
This website is dedicated to my grandpap who always said, "Boy, you got a knack for doing the dumbest things." And how could I forget my city feller cousin (the one whose name I never learned) and his cute wife :):), who gave Nilda and me the RV Dreamers bug when they told us about the Great Kiva on the day they got lost.
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Gosh Darned Computer
Dag nabit, there I goes a wanderin’ again, seems like I just can't keep on subject to save myself. Now I remembers, seein’s as how the posting problem, note how I got them technical terms down just like that blogger teacher said I did, that problem was soley due to the computer malfunctioners, I need to bring anyone that reads this here thing up to date. The post you was a readin’ today were the post you was gonna read tomorrow. Meanin’ that the post you was to read today you didn’t read because it were there already today.
So now that I got all my cousins, close and distant up to date on why they was a gettin' cross eyed a readin' my posts, let me phraseology it different fer anyone not a Vayne, no matter how big a one or little of a one you are. Maybe excepting the youngest since they may not be to good at this readin’ thing yet. I’s got this blog set up to post every night at 11:00 pm so you all will have some good readin’ for you when you first get up in the morning. Only that gosh darned computer messed up. It posted one last night, the one you should of read today, and then it posted another at 11:00 am this morning, which you should a been readin’ tomorrow morning. Only this one here you’re now a readin' is a substutite for that one, meaning the post titled Homelife, which if haven't read, you should. Now I sure hoped you follered me on that one.
Follored, that was another thing I wanted to tell you bout. I guess I don’t understand what this follower thing is, which I thought I did. Let me explane it to you. Them brake lines I been a waiting on nigh on three weeks finally come in yesterday, so me and Nilda hit the road today. Guess we was so excited about finally heading north that we didn’t do as much in the way of getting all our eggs on order, which we didn’t know it when we left.
We was driven along heading nowhere in particular and getting there afore we knowed it. Nowhere that is. Seems like our map run out afore the road did, and there we was, a sitting in this narrow road which stopped ahead with one road a headin’ left and another a headin’ right. Now we rightly didn’t know which way to go, especially since both of them looked like they went nowhere and we was already there. Nilda was a gittin’ a little edgey, when I tells her to wait. Wait she says, wait for what, I.M., I’ve already been a waiting 17 minutes for you to decide which way to go.
Now if there is one thing I can’t stand it’s Nilda gettin’ upset, so to sooth her ruffled feathers I let out to her the secret of my followers. Nilda, says I, I’ve got 11 followers, or at least my blog, says so, and we just got to wait a might and they’ll be right along and one of them has got to has a map. So we set and set and set. In fact we waited most of the morning, but none of my followers ever drove up ahind us. Now I don’t know whether I got the worst bunch of followers a person could ever have or they was just a livin’ up to their names. Seems like I got some wanderin’, some a swinging on a tire, one with the name Bridget, and with a name like that I can understand why they’s lost, and then there’s the ones called RV Daydreams which they must a been a doin’ while back there and because of that, they made a wrong turn somewheres.
Now I knows there’s more of them followers out there and I was a keeping an eyeful out for them, but none of them never showed up. So if any of you readers see 11 or so RV’s alined up, but a lookin’ lost, just point them north and they’s likely to cross our path. I got to go now and see if I can get that bacteria out of my computer. I know that blog teacher feller told me my computer might catch some kind of bug, the name of which excapes me at the moment. So cross your fingers, however many you got left, and hope this here blog don’t get infected, and actually posts Wednesday nite at 11:00 pm.like it's supossed two.