These are random musings of my life journey, the people, animals, places, and events which have woven, and continue to weave, a tapestry that is me. We all know there is no real destination, only the ongoing experiences which blend together, creating the trail. Each step gives a glimpse of what is to come, without allowing me to see the end result. It is exciting. I have a home base that is mine, that gives me a place to rest. This is it. This is where my heart is, no matter where I journey...................

Wednesday, May 30, 2007

It Was A Weekend ... And I'm Just Getting Caught up!

Well, this is a fine mess. I wrote several paragraphs to post on Wednesday, and I thought I saved it as a draft so I could finish it later, but when I opened it to finish today ..... nothing. Absolutely nothing was in the window. Now I ask you, with blogger automatically saving as it does these days, how could I lose it??? It makes no sense! grrrrr. So I'll try again.

OK, about my trip to Odessa ... it went well. I got amazing mileage on the truck until I was in the areas where the speed limit was over 65. Then it went down, down, down. From 24.5 in the places with speed limits of 45 to 65, then once I hit 70, I watched the computer in the headliner go down, down down until my overall mileage was 19.6 MPG. Still not bad for what I'm driving, but it surely convinced me that slower is better.

We were busy for the time that I was in Odessa. My sister's family had done a good job of getting the house emptied over the months, but what was left was the "what the hell do we do with this?" category. My sister had moved to a very good place in her mind for getting this over with, but after living in the house for 42 years, it was just hard to get through everything. She was able to say she didn't want/need/have room for things, but then we had to decide what the object's new destination would be. It actually went better than any of us anticipated, but it was still a job, both emotionally and realistically. It is simply a tough job. To part with those things that impart memories for us is gut-wrenching at times, and feels freeing at others. The problem is that you don't know for sure which will hit you at any given time. I asked my brother-in-law if he was OK with this. His reply was, "No, but it has to be done." That speaks volumes, doesn't it? This part of the country was his home for all but about 10 years of his life, and leaving it must have been so difficult for him. I recently left 30 years behind; my dear sweet BIL, now 85 years old was leaving 75 years of his life behind as that house was emptied out.

As if I needed it, I returned with a bed full of things. Yeah, I know ... I haven't even finished unpacking my own things, and now I brought more home. But I think it makes sense. the main items were 3 sturdy trunks, you know, the steamer-trunk type. I'm going to paint them in bright, fiesta colors and put them on the deck as storage for my tools. The tools will be handy, and the trunks will serve as seating for people, too. There was also a small cedar chest that I brought back for the same purpose. It is one of those from the 50's or early 60's (my sis can't even remember where or why they got it) that is a "blond" finish, the kind with a slight int of green to it. Yeah, it is really ugly, but some fiesta colors will fix that. and then 50 years from now, someone will look at it and say, "Boy those colors from the early 2000s are just ghastly; I think I'll paint it blond with green undertones."

While in Odessa, Ali ran away three times! The first time, someone didn't close the gate completely, and he took a stroll. I was scared to death, because with the senility, I wasn't sure he could come back if he wanted. Strange town, confused, who knew where he might wind up. My greatest fear was that he had gone a short two blocks to a very busy street. I was running up this street with tears in my eyes when my nephew drove up ad told me that Ali was found in the other direction, near a park. Well actually the first thing he said was (remember I'm walking down the sidewalk), "How much?" The humor was lost on me at the moment, because I was so frantic about my baby. Later, it was very funny! The other times Ali escaped, it was for just a couple minutes each, because people forgot to shut the front door, and Ali knew that the screen didn't latch. He would simply push his way out the door and begin an adventure! Geez. what stress I didn't need!!

I also brought back some cutting from her Spanish broom trees. As far as we could determine, you have to start it from seeds or pods, but I decided that if I cut a couple branches, stuck them in water, and they died, it wasn't a big deal. I looked at them this morning, and it looks like there might, MIGHT be some root buds forming. I hope so. She also had some cacti that were really pretty, and my nephew said that the blossoms were especially beautiful on one. I broke off a couple pieces from each clump, and they are planted in my front yard now. Let's hope!

As I drove down, I couldn't help but notice the wonderful greenness of the desert. The rains of this spring were just amazing in their contribution to the lush growth. I was especially impressed with the yucca plants. They were taller than usual and had very full bloom clusters. I didn't stop then, because many of the clusters weren't fully developed, but on the way back I got some amazing photos. Be sure to look at the fences and fence posts in the background of several pictures as a measure of the height of these stalks. Amazing! And there are some sots to show just how think the plants are. Don't forget to note how green the background is. And remember ... this is the desert. Yep, really THE DESERT, not the mountains where I live. it was breathtaking!

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Back home I spent Tuesday unloading the truck. It was a bit of a task for me alone, but I got it done (I haven't told you all I brought back!!) (And I'm not gonna confess all!!). Then Wednesday, I worked all morning unpacking things on the deck. Yesterday, I did the same, and by noon I had managed to clear another huge section of the deck. I followed this with an hour or so of reorganization, which helped me to feel better about it. I was so happy to have it in better order, and came in to shower.

My son Scott and his family arrived in the afternoon for a short visit. We had a good afternoon together, then went to the gallery so they could see it, and we were joined by Allan for dinner. After dinner, we adjourned to Allan's house and visited for a couple hours. Back home, little Kylee fell asleep on the couch while Scott, Connie and I visited. She wanted to stay with us, and who was going to say no? This morning, we continued to catch up over coffee and breakfast, then they left near noon for a tour of Carlsbad Caverns before heading home. A short visit, to be sure, but it is OK. They had come to Albuquerque to spend time with Scott's dad before he begins treatment for cancer (prognosis good). I didn't really expect them to come here, so it was a bonus for me. Who am I to question?!

It has been a busy week, a fun week, an emotional week, a good week.

OK one ore sunset picture. Yeah, Just one more. And a bridge in Brooklyn!! Notice (if you enlarge it) the mountain tips peeking between the trees on the left side of the photo? those are the Capitans, seen from about 50 miles away. I was almost home!

Have a good weekend, everyone.


  1. I'm STILL having blogger comment problems. Tonight, my post didn't even go up. It might be there now, or it might not. I'm getting pretty irritated. I never had any problems with the old blogger.

    I'm so glad you got Ali back after his great escapes!! Gretchen got out one time as a puppy and I chased her through the mud in my socks. She hasn't tried to escape again..

  2. Burg - I had problems during transition from old to new blogger, but this is a new one for me. I donno.

    Isn't it scary when the 4-leggers elope? Geez, I hate it!

  3. Happy Saturday Lynilu !
    That is frustarting about the blogger not saving your post !!! Grrrr ! Mine is being weird on the front page --computers are great, but not flawless !

    Odessa sounds like it was a good trip overall. Interesting about getting better gas milage going slower..

    Throwing things out is really hard if you are sentimental... I love the feel of a clean start, but it is a state of mind as you choose the present over the history of the past...

    Great idea to paint the trunks fiesta colors and use them for your tools !

    Ali ran away 3 times !!! Yikes ! The little rascal ! I'm glad she was safe --

    The desert and the greenery looks very luscious in your pictures ! Nature has so many gifts if we just slow down, observe and appreciate them !

    I hope the cactus will bloom nicely for you in your front yard !

    Glad that you got to spend time with your son Scott and his family.


  4. Yay I was wondering where on Earth was Lynilu! Sounds like you've had a good few productive days. How kind of you to help Sis & BIL with a difficult task.
    My heart was in my throat for a second about Ali, Geez don't be scaring me like that! That is the WORST when your furbaby gets "out"
    I don't have a hangover today either hehe....

  5. Annie - I've always been sentimental, and I worried about that process, but I'm been pleasantly surprised by my new-found pragmatism. My storage space is limited, and it encourages me to make wise decisions. I've enjoyed looking at things, but then I'm able to say, "It is nice, but I don't need it/have a place for it/use it, etc." I guess I'm growing up!

    Patti - I'm tellin' you, I was in a dither over that boy! I was terrified, especially the first time. Yes, it is very, very scary.

    No hangover? I'm totally surprised about that!!! ;-)

  6. Nothing scarier than the dog getting loose! It's only happened to us once and I threw myself in front of the oncoming car, because I wasn't sure they'd brake for a dog but pretty sure they would for me. We got lucky!

    Wow you sure are the traveling-est woman. You go such cool places!

  7. Once again your pictures are breathtaking.

    Ali - the little scamp. I have the same concerns with my geriatric puppy.

    Blogger is not letting me know when someone comments. I think they have some problems that need to be resolved.

  8. Blogger has issues. Maybe some therapy would help. :-)

    My little Millie is a fantastic escape artist. We've had knocks at the door three times from neighbors..."is this your dog?"


    I love your pics...very nice.

  9. Sandra - I've never had a dog do this until these guys. They've grown up completely fenced & leashed, and when they get out, they just go nutz! China did it to me once, too. The day we left KC to drive to Seattle just before my husband died, she "took a stroll" that lasted almost an hour. I wa literally ready to leave the driveway, completely packed and putting them in the car. I fastened the others in, turned around and she was gone! She is my shadow, so it was a shock that she left my side. When she came back, I was crying & frantic, ans she trotted around the corner of the house like nothing was wrong! She had apparently gone to visit her brother, a litter mate, who lived just around the corner from us!!I'm guessing she was saying goodbye!!

    Pepper - Thanks! Our geriatric kids are a handful, aren't they? But it is worth it, despite my grumbling. They are my life.

    Jenn - I'm a therapist, but I've never tried the process with a blog host. Nah, not my bag! I'd forgotten that Ali did Millie's trick in Florida! And he had no tags on! Fortunately my daughter's neighbor recognized him as one of the Shih Tzu's who lived at her house; he and his daughter Margarita, who owns my daughter's family, look exactly alike!!


If you have something to say about it, just stick out your thumb, and I'll slow down so you can hop aboard! But hang on, 'cause I'm movin' on down the road!!! No time to waste!!!