Nilda’s Nook: Beginnings

After thinking about it, I realized that to begin simply writing somewhere in the middle of my life with I.M. would would result in something that would be just a little too close to I.M.’s way of writing. You will have to pardon my sometimes indirect way of confronting issues and writing about things, but with I.M. reading these posts, and knowing how how proud he is of RV-Dreamers:):):), plus how much he struggles with his writing, I want to make sure that nothing I write could detract from his efforts. As Mama always said: Love can be expressed in many ways. Abiding love is knowing which one is right for the moment.

I.M. always says the first thing he ever noticed about me was my hair. While that may be open to some interpretation, Mama did spend hours brushing and fixing my hair when I was growing up, though it may have had more to do with my being the only girl child than my hair being so special. Needless to say, my upbringing was considerably different from I.M.’s even though our families lived only a dozen or so miles distant from each other. I say that so you can understand why as I relate my childhood, you see no references to the man with whom I have come to share my life with.

Long time readers of RV-Dreamers:):):) may recall that about a month ago I.M. posted something that I wrote about my parents. It would seem that in many ways there is a parallel between their life and my own, only in reverse. Since Papa was a teacher and Mama was, well, Mama, our home was filled with books and an unending opportunity to learn and experience everything life had to offer. Of course when you have two older brothers and are the only girl in the family, they can certainly make your life quite interesting at times, though not always to your benefit, which is something I may write about in the future. I appreciate the opportunity to share with you and look forward to our next time together.

Ifnsheels, The RV Series 005, Part II

The conclusion of the insheel article, and fellers I.M. tellin’ ya, it ain’t a gonna be pretty.

Then time passes and them youngun’s is in school and then they’s outta school. All this time the feller of the house been a workin’ his butt off a tryin’ to spend time with the good old boys most nights after work, goin’ huntin’ or fishin’ every weekend, fixin’ up cars, and drink beer whenever y’all got some spare time. Meanwhile all that woman has had to do is to reap the rewards of the mans hard work he were a doin’, both day and night. Then you finally reach the point that your gonna have to give somethin’ up, you workin’ so hard and y’all decides it will be yer day work, at which point you learn about the full time mobile, mobile home way of livin’.

Since it will be given y’all the freedom to work harder on the night work y’’all enjoy so much, you study up on the full time lifestye and announce to the by now in her life, much larger woman, as she are a washin’ the dishes, that yer a gonna sell everything and take up a new way of livin’. Fer a momentum or two she just stares at you, then she reacts. The impact of that, which were the skillet in her hand a landin’ alongside yer head which puts you out cold on the floor. Y’all have just met up with a ifnsheel face to skillet, yer just not a wares of it yet.

When y’all finally regain yer senses and the bells stop a ringin’, you sit there a wonderin’ just exactly what brung that on. Here you was, a offerin’ her an escape from from the drudgery and boredom of not having you around 24 hours a day and it ain’t seemin’ like she are likein’ it one bit. Now y’all are a thinkin’ if’n she’ll just realize what this means to me. If’n she’ll stop thinkin’ of herownself and think of me. If’n she’'ll realize that she won’t have to call me to supper cause I’ll be right close all the time. And when fer some reason you realize that there ain’t none of these agrumentatives a getting’ y’all closer to yer full time mobile, mobile home lifestye, it hits you just as that skillet did, you has runned head on into a ifnsheel.

I.M. has Missed a Day

I.M. has figured that some of the reeders of this blog has already figured out what I.M. was a talking about on Monday’s post, and yer probably right.

What I.M. are a tryin’ to say a gentle as possible is that this here blog ain’t gonna be published each and every day of the week in the future as it has been in the past. Fer now I.M. are thinkin’ that 5 days most weeks and maybe 4 on occasion are what I.M. are gonna be doin’. So if my couple of regular readers see a day missing it ain’t cause there is somethin’ wrong, it cause there ain’t enough time to write and still do all them other things I.M. are wantin’ do. So maybe there is more than a couple of regular reeders, but I.M. are a modest feller and braggin’ at his style like with some folks writin’ blogs. I.M.’s style are tellin’ it like it are. The not so good, the bad, and the reelly bad.

Me and Nilda had some plans fer the summer but they is getting’ interruptioned, so what yer gonna be getting’ are what it are. On the other hand I.M. are tryin’ to get his cousin’s Meal Mooch Lem and Rotund Mick to be contributin’ articles on a more regular basis so that the black void of the no blog postdays will be filled and you won’t be missin’ anything.

I.M. are going to be trying to keep up with his FAQ’s and 001 series as there is such a need in the RV mobile, mobile home community fer informations like that. I.M. has also got some new ideas fer things to write about that them want to make money off y’all fellers ain’t doin’, and in fact there ain’t no one in the full time RV mobile, mobile home community a writin’ about. Even though I.M. ain’t lettin’ the cat outta the bag on that one, I.M. are thinkin’ folks will be eager to pick the worms a wigglin’ in that fresh plowed ground, but good.

Changes are a Coming

I.M. has been given a whole bunch of thought to this here blog over the past few weeks and has come to a conclusion or two. Actually I.M. come to many conclusions but I.M. concluded that most of them wasn’t what I.M. wanted to be doin’ so they is now concluded conclusions while this is this concluding conclusion .

There ain’t enough hours in the day to do all that needs to be getting’ done. Writin’s one thing, readin’s another thing. And livin’ the fulltime mobile, mobile home life and having enjoyments at it fer me and Nilda is another altogether thing. If’n y’all is a doin’ it, yer knowin’ each of them things takes a bunch of time. Right now I.M. has got some 150 plus blogs he tries to read, from which there is 50 or more of them folks writin’ on any given day.

Couple that with the hours of research it takes to write this here blog to the standards it are wrote, and you can see too many hours goin’ by each and every day. I'f’n any of y’all has had a comment by I.M. on yer blog, and there ain’t been many of late, I.M. bein’ so spread out and all, yer a knowing that comments of that caliber ain’t the first thing that pops into I.M.’s mind. In fact them comments don’t pop at all, they has to be drug out, word by word.

It also takes time to travel from place to place and to see things whenever Ol’ 5th Wheel are operatin’ like it should and we gets to where we is a goin’. Anyonebody that thinks the fulltimin’ RV mobile, mobile home life are a bed of petunias has got a wake up call like a 2x4 to the side of the head a comin’. What I.M. is tryin’ to say are there is some changes gonna be takin’ place to this here blog, some of which y’all will most immediately be recognizin’.

FAQ’s the RV Dreamers Way

There seems to be no limit to the things that folks who are interested in the full time, fulltime RV mobile, mobile lifetye are confusioned about, and with that in mind, here are more answers to the questions only someonebody as smart as I.M. are incapable of answerin’.

Not having ever owned an RV before, I have a concern about waste disposal times. Can you give me some guidance on how long this should take.

While some of the reeders of this blog might think that this are a rather delicate subject to be disgusting in a public, I.M. thinking it are something that all we RV’ers is a facin’ on occasion. My ownselfs experience is that prune juice taken in quantity will speed the process up quite a bit, while large amounts of hard cheese will act as a sure way to clog things up. Based on this, if you got a big family a goin’ RV’ing, take along lots of prune juice and them folks will be in and out of that bathroom right fast. On the other hand, say y’all got the wifes mama along and she are the most obnoxious person ya ever did know. Then just keep a stuffin’ her a full of that hard cheese and she’ll be a sittin’ in there most of the weekend, a workin’ hard with nothing to show fer it.

My husband and I each have different things that bug us to no end. In my case it is ants. Do you have any suggestions as to how to prevent them from entering the RV?

I.M. not sure exactly why you has this phobia as they may be a little distrubin’ at times, but if’n you don’t pay them no never mind, they will usually not bother you. If you need something more drastic, I.M. would suggest that you don’t invite them along campering with you any more, and if they still show up, then just lock the door until the give up and leave. It ain’t really no problem with our family as all them ants on my side are only into the immobile home lifestye and not the mobile, mobile home life. On Nilda’s side they are the best cooks that ever put food on a table so we would never turn them away. That are two questions in a row that has dealt with relatives. Hows about we get back to talkin’ about RV problems and situations again.

Fuel prices are going out of sight this summer. Do you have any helpful hints on how we can live the RV life but not spend all our money on fuel?

A long time ago there was some song about puttin’ the bop in the bopper bop, and what ya gots to do is to take a page from that . If’n they can put the mobile in the mobile, mobile home, hows come can’t you take it out? Y’all make it a immobile home like they was up on the gulch and it ain’t gonna be goin’ no place, meaning that yer not spendin’ nothin’ on no fuel. And if yer a thinkin’ that you took up the mobile, mobile home life to be mobile, then quit yer bellyachin’ and pay what it costs. You wanted one of them monstroserties that burns gas like flushin’ it down a toilet, so suck it up and live with it.

Sometimes it ain’t as much fun bein’ out here as you thought, are it? And if your in a bind cause you were a listenin’ to one of them fellers that makes there money off tellin’ you how to make yer RV dreams come true, maybe you should be askin’ them to chip in something for yer fuel fund.