Whenever I announce what I’m going to do, I rarely do it.
You have no idea what it took to get this photo!
I should know better by now than to tell you, dear reader, that the crew and I will move to a new camp. In my last post that’s what I did, and, of course, we didn’t. Move camp, that is. There was nothing to stop us. Calm, beautiful day, clear skies. The only reason we didn’t move is I didn’t feel like it. Oh, I can always move tomorrow. I think I’ll go read my book.
There was a time I lived according to plan. Now I live according to whim.
The next day comes and the wind is back! And, as you know, I avoid towing in wind. There’s not a lot of wind, just enough to make me want to stay inside by the warm glow of my laptop with Bridget and Spike snuggled up with me.
There’s also another big reason. I recently applied to become a member of the Amazon Associates Program and this morning I receive an email from Amazon telling me this blog has been accepted!
What does this mean?
Spike and Bridget in the driver’s seat.
Maybe I can “monetize!” Several readers suggested I try . . . .
If I can figure out how to set it up, my blog will have an Amazon search box and maybe an ad or links that will direct readers to products I recommend. Any purchases made through clicking to Amazon via my blog will earn me a little money to add to my budget.
I give you fair warning . . . .
If you see weird things popping up on this blog, that’s me trying to do something that involves a tiny bit of technical skill, a big stretch for RVSue!
Our present camp on American Girl Mine Road is the best place for us right now.
Here’s one method to get all of us in a photo. Notice how the little imps refuse to look at the camera.
This place grows on ya.’
The nighttime lows are higher than the surrounding area, and my Wilson antenna makes my air card so happy that it puts up five steady bars of connection.
I need to learn this Amazon stuff, and to streamline the RVing Resources page.
I also get several television channels and some are in English! I haven’t watched much TV the past year. I do appreciate it during these long, winter nights.
So the urge to move has passed, now that I realize this location can’t be beat for this time of year.
I’m glad I stocked up on groceries, water, and propane. The laundry pile is growing to massive proportions, but for now, I’m okay to stay at camp.
I can make news out of the smallest things . . . .
Well . . . I sit on the sunny side of the BLT, soaking up the warmth that radiates off the fiberglass, reading my book, and watching the crew. Something happens that I’ve never experienced in my entire life. That’s a pretty darn long time. An orange, brown, and white butterfly flutters over and sits on my shoulder! I study him for a while as he walks around a few inches from my nose, and then I go back to my book.
I cook up a big pot of sausage and rice.
It’s winter and I want to eat! (The Dukan Diet is for spring.) My concoction of chicken-flavored rice, chopped red pepper, Mexican seasoning, English peas, and leftover, chopped chicken sausage comes out pretty tasty. Bridget and Spike like it, too. Looks like hell though. Oh, well.
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rvsue and her canine crew 