Alrighty then, it's been a right long time since I was a writing bout how me and Nilda got started down the rode to this here mobile, mobile home life. And what with all these daily goin's on's to report on, it took me a might off my writtin track, with a literary detour or too in there, but I.M. a tryin' my darndest to get stopped a wanderin'. Best I can recollect, I left off telling about the pretty Palace that me and Nilda had up there on the Gulch, and I'm sure most of you spent much of the time between then and now just a wondering how we could have given up all that luxury for a life careening down America's highways from one breakdown to another. :)
In a way we was lucky, but in another we wus unlucky. Lucky because we didn't need much room, and unlucky because we didn't need much room. Seems both us men and the womenfolk are born with all kinds of internal plumbing that's got but one purpose, and that's to ensure that the house is continuously filled with little ones. :)
Unfortunately, whoever made all the connections when they put both Nilda and me together must not have been able to tell which parts went where, cause neither one of us worked right in that area. So while everyone around us was inundated with squalling, bawling little ones, Nilda and I was a working our butts off just trying to make even one of those little buggers. :)
But no matter how hard we tried, it never come to nothin', though it sure were somethin' while we was a tryin' to get beyond that nothin'. So since there was only me and Nilda, that was how we ended up living for nothin' in the back of Pa's filling station. From those three old "restrooms", as they've taken to calling them lately, we made us a bedroom, a living room and a kitchen. And that's why when that city fellar cousin of mine started talking about living in a mobile home we wasn't interested at first, as we was already living the good life. :)
Then the more he talked, the more Nilda's ears seemed to perk up, and first thing I know she's asking him all kinds of questions. And that's when we first heard about the Great Kiva, the place to go and learn all there is about this mobile, mobile home life they also call RV'in' from this here RV know it all King thing. :)
In a way we was lucky, but in another we wus unlucky. Lucky because we didn't need much room, and unlucky because we didn't need much room. Seems both us men and the womenfolk are born with all kinds of internal plumbing that's got but one purpose, and that's to ensure that the house is continuously filled with little ones. :)
Unfortunately, whoever made all the connections when they put both Nilda and me together must not have been able to tell which parts went where, cause neither one of us worked right in that area. So while everyone around us was inundated with squalling, bawling little ones, Nilda and I was a working our butts off just trying to make even one of those little buggers. :)
But no matter how hard we tried, it never come to nothin', though it sure were somethin' while we was a tryin' to get beyond that nothin'. So since there was only me and Nilda, that was how we ended up living for nothin' in the back of Pa's filling station. From those three old "restrooms", as they've taken to calling them lately, we made us a bedroom, a living room and a kitchen. And that's why when that city fellar cousin of mine started talking about living in a mobile home we wasn't interested at first, as we was already living the good life. :)
Then the more he talked, the more Nilda's ears seemed to perk up, and first thing I know she's asking him all kinds of questions. And that's when we first heard about the Great Kiva, the place to go and learn all there is about this mobile, mobile home life they also call RV'in' from this here RV know it all King thing. :)
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Now that you know it all, you can share the wisdom with all the wannabes out there.
MeriKay, yer one very percipitive wannabe, and with a mind that yer gonna due right well out here in the mobile, mobile home world of full timing. That is as long as that husband of you'res is right handy with tools given these things prosperity to be always a breakin' down.
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