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.

If the idea of that kind of life gets you down
Just wait until you discover what living life on the road is really like.


"Always follow own life plan, otherwise GPS lead you to dead end!"
--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.

Thursday, February 10, 2011

In the Beginning

Every RV-Dreamer has a beginning, and I remember the beginning of my life, well maybe I don't remember from first hand experience exactly, but Pa sure did like to tell everybody how it come about. :) Seems he had been out checking his opossum trap on a day when the snow was thigh deep and the weather was nastier than sittin' in a two holer in a blizzard with the door open.

Anyways, Pa says he comes traipsing back, stomping and a flailing around on the porch, and when he throws the door open, there sits Ma afore the fire. Seems Pa was a blowin' on his hands tryin' ta warm 'em up when he takes a real gander at ma, or at least at what ma was doing. Seems she had some holes in her clothes where holes weren't supposed to be, :) and she was fixin' to do something about them.

This was where Pa, rest his sorry soul if by some chance ya got it up there Lord, anyways here Pa always let out the biggest laugh he could. And then Ma, rest her poor Soul Lord, cause I know you got it up there, would turn every shade of red a female woman could, and some shades most females couldn't . :) Seems like her longjohns had been letting in more than a mere mite of air, and all at a place where air wasn't supposed to be enterin'.

That's the point where Pa always said he got the gleam, and Ma says what went on after that was akin to a dream. Everybody up on the mountain has heard the rest of what went on that night so many times, that I don't need to repeat it, cause there's no way I could ever tell it as good as Pa, especially whenever he would get to the part about more than just air entering in that spot. :)

Alrighty then, so my life began with a gleam and a dream, and for most of my days I was cussed out for dreamin' of a gleamin' when I should'a been a doing other things, but now, to quote that great Kentukian, two score and seven years ago I was brought forth, and by gum, I'm a gonna live that dream and if you follow along, so might you too. :)

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