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.

Wednesday, March 23, 2011

I.M. was Stumped

When the time come to eat, the four of us, Joe Ed, Matilda, me and Nilda trooped up there to that city fellers sight like the missionerys come to relieve the staving of Africa, we was a carrying so much food. We was a wondering if’n we was a feedin’ the whole campground we was so burdened down, but once we got there it were just that city feller and his wife. They had their picnic table all set up nice and pretty with a cloth on the top and a candle in the middle, next to which was big dish of tater chips. By the time we put all our food on the table there weren’t hardly room to sit and eat, though we did manage to squeeze in.

All the time we was a eatin’ that city feller was a tellin’ storys of all the places they’ed been to and how nice people always were a givin’ ‘em things, what with him being such a famous writer and all. Funny thing was he kept a tellin’ us what a great writer he were but we was never a seein’ anything he writ. With my writin’ Nilda is always a showin’ eveyone she runs across what I last wrote, even them ladies at the beauty parlor, though they is demandin’ more of that literature than I can rightly turn out.

We was a talkin’ about a pullin’ that stump and this here city feller was makin’ out to the ladies like he dun all the hard work, a showin’ up when Joe Ed and Me couldn’t break that stump loose and single handedly finishin’ pullin’ it out by hisownself. Seemed like that was stretchin’ the point just more than a mite, but Ma always taught us as young’uns to respect our hosts, so I kept my yap shut, though I wanted to say something the worst way. Joe Ed was over there a dozin’ on and off so he weren’t a goin' to chime in and tell it like it really were, so it just stayed the way the city feller told it.

When it come time to leave, the city feller said that his wife was so tuckered out that she wasn’t goin’ to able to do much work around the house fer the next day our so, so if’n we wanted to just leave our left overs, so as to chip in and help them out as he put it, they’d be mighty appreciative. Matilda and Nilda looked at each other, gathered up all their leftovers and lit a shuck fer where we was parked.

Joe Ed and me, being raised to be polite, thanked that city feller and his wife for what little they did to help with supper, though I will say his wife surely did look a bit embarrassd by it all, even if he didn’t. Then as Joe Ed and me was a walkin’ away I’d a sworn I heard him say somethin’ about how we should’a chipped in more, course my ears could’a been deceivin’ me, but I’ve got to say that everything that took place that hole day surely had me stumped.


Gaelyn said...


Cruzin2some said...

You gota watch them city fellers and their wives!

Travel Safe
Dawn and Denise

Gail Durham said...

don't know about them city fellers~~~

Merikay said...

I agree.