Pictures of our travels will be useless to most. Pictures of friends the kids never knew will be ignored.
I often wonder about traveling, and why I cannot be content to sit in one place. We have a beautiful home, actually three homes now. WE also have three acres of wooded land to use. I have some friends here, Sherry has many friends here. Friends she has known all her life. Many of them have been friends all the way through school. I am pleasantly surprised that she too has enjoyed the ‘road’. But I still ask myself, why? I must have some mental unbalance, because once we stop, I start thinking of following the next sunset.
WE do stop to smell the Roses. We ate at a little diner at the bowing alley where Granddaughter Reececup works part time to augment her regular job. She is just a joy to be around. She is also Sherry’s beautician (hair cut scheduled Sunday).
Last evening we took the kids out for supper. We had a great time. Later in the evening Jack called to say he and Stephen were coming over to the motor home. Steve brought his guitar. WE looked up Fred’s nephew on ‘youtube?’ He plays professionally with the USAF group called Country Blue (I think). We watched and listened. I mostly watched. Of course I asked Steve to do that, yeah, he did! he showed me he could do about the same thing on the guitar. He is good. We all sang ‘The day the music died’. All 8000 verses. Hahaha!
Steve did a couple of his original songs. He also plays the piano. He has written original symphonies, I guess that is what you call them. He does full orchestrations, all parts. He writes parts within parts. Josh (his twin) is proficient on the piano and vocally also. Josh is a computer whiz and travels a lot, so he is gone this week.
So I ask myself, “Self, why do you want to leave?” I don’t have an answer except down inside there is something that says, “GO!”
Maybe one more trip around the country after Matt’s graduation from HS. Then WE might have had enough.
Thanks for coming by the Log
Me, Vondale and a Russian friend were talking one day.
The Russian said, 'We were the first in space!'
Vondale said, 'Yeah, but we were the first on the moon!'
Not to be out done I said, 'So what? We're going to be the first on the sun!' The Russian and Vondale looked at each other and shook their heads.
'You can't land on the sun, you idiot! You'll burn up!' said the Russian.
To which I replied,
(Seemed the obvious answer to me at the time! Don’t know why they were rolling around laughing!)