tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9222280402803482352012-02-10T06:40:02.123-08:00Life, Love and A 1960 Shasta AirflyteAmyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13577234673530767637noreply@blogger.comBlogger151100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-922228040280348235.post-27723056638941166232012-02-09T12:13:00.000-08:002012-02-09T16:13:09.283-08:00

Shame on me. Really. Being a blogger is a responsibility not to be taken lightly and I've been way out of touch for a long time.I'm committing today to either 1) blog once a month for the next year or 2) take the blog down and free up some space on the server for another eager blogger to consume!This post will attempt to bring you up to date on our last year... it came at us fast, and has only

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Geez, what a spring it has been!Between visits to the barn to visit the Relic and the Lolife (our most recently acquired Shasta) this winter, we were yearning for the warm summer sun and relaxation. On a lark, I asked my intrepid hauler (and husband) Mark if he would enjoy camping surfside in Florida, to which he replied, "well, I suppose I would." He didn't know that I already had a brochure for

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We pulled the Relic from the barn last weekend in anticipation of our early-April Florida trip. You see, there isn't so much as a stone beneath our wheels back there, and when the thaw begins, the good clay soil of Indiana will have the consistency of a sponge.Well, we should have known that this act would precipitate one of our more significant snowfalls - 9.5" to be exact. There she sat,

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Time flies… Especially when you’re learning to camp. And what a process it is proving to be; a lot of trial and error continues to test a 25 year marriage (just kidding – we’re fine, really… just grumpy sometimes. Any couple who learns to camp together in a 7 by 14 foot 'aluminum can' gets grumpy every now and then!)Since my last post we attended our first vintage camper rally which only served

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Well, I said I would post next when we had painted the relic. And we have.It's been a lot of work (more than we had intended) but well worth it in the end. And today was literally Christmas in July for us. We unwrapped our present this afternoon and we couldn't be any more pleased with the results. Given that we don't have a professional paint booth, Mark painted outdoors, fighting 10-30 mph

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As I sit down to write, I can only imagine how much our bodies will hurt tomorrow. Now THAT'S something to look forward to! Maybe it comes with age...?We've had a very productive weekend with The Relic. Our little town was spared bad weather this weekend which allowed us to be outside and continue our preparations for exterior painting. Mark has been busy filling gouges and holes drilled in the

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Well, we did it. We rolled out Monday, May 11th for our first camping trip. Summit Lake State Park was our destination and we both were very quiet for the first 10 minutes of the trip.When we spoke we talked about our nervous emotions at pulling the old gal, fully loaded and broad in the beam. We arrived at about 2:20 and had made camp by 3:00. Not bad for novices! The temp probably never reached

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Well, warmer weather finally arrived allowing an outdoor workday. The Relic got a bath - stem to stern - and while she's still a diamond in the rough, she's a whole lot brighter. Better than having a clean camper were the fringe benefits; a day spent with Mark's brother Eric and his wife Jackie who came and offered their help (as they often do), and then after the sun set, Mark and I opened all

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This is a photo of the lovely Magnolia Tree at Riverside UMC in Muncie.May the beauty and renewal of spring bring peace and harmony to all... Have a blessed Easter holiday!

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Where does faith fit in? Disclaimer:First, this blog is the public representation of the private me, and I guess the question, “where does faith fit in?” is relevant because I am this blogs author, and the opinions and beliefs expressed here are mine. (Okay, some of them are probably Mark’s also, but only because we’ve been married long enough to have adopted some of the same views.) If you can

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Spring temps are coming this weekend... wanted to share this lovely winter sunset with my friends...

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Timing is everything... I always dreamt of remodeling my kitchen, and as fate would have it, I will have to now... in the middle of January. Check out what we've done with the place so far. Given a dishwasher with no regard for our Pergo flooring, we are underway. Just have to dry out a little bit first (hence, the industrial dryers).On an unrelated topic, I found an ad for someone parting out

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Must Read: Have you read “The Shack” by William Young? No? Read it. That’s all I’ll say about it for now. We can always chat about it later – email me anytime.Things are going very well on the Shasta. In spite of the wacky temperatures here, we’ve managed to get out to the barn a couple of times and have all but finished the window coverings. I’ve spent a lot of time measuring, cutting, pinning,

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Well, today I finally did what I’ve been saying I’ll do since we brought the Shasta home. I calculated what it really cost us (in dollars and cents – not time). Sure, we got it for a song, but we’ve spent the last several months making needed repairs, and still have a long way to go. We need a reality check.Mark and I would sometimes try to run the numbers as we worked, reminding one another as

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“Well? Whadya think?” I asked cautiously.Mark and I stood in the musty little doorway/kitchen/dining area of the camper while it’s owners nervously, but patiently, waited outside in the light summer breeze. I was all calm and non-chalant on the outside, but on the inside was jumping up and down with excitement! Mindspeak: “Oh, please, oh please, oh please…”Read MoreI had been on a mission for

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