vanbrat
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Surgery means ya get the good drugs. Looks like maybe you need to wear shin guard's like soccer players wear.
Just do what the docs say and enjoy the pampering.
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Naturelover …the ghost of Christmas present gotcha. You should have been a lot more cautious about saying Baaah Humbug. You tempted fate by acting the curmudgeon at Christmas and now you are literally part sheep. You might want to be more careful about such things in the future.
Wow Nature Lover…. That IS a mighty big scratch. You may need to go to the local biker shop and get yourself some leathers to wear… then go across the street and get a big roll of bubble wrap…
My only question would be now is… if you go to a restaurant and order lamb… would that make you cannibal?
I hope your New Year has you in good health and is an enjoyable year… you deserve a break from those hospital beds…
My only question would be now is… if you go to a restaurant and order lamb… would that make you cannibal?
I hope your New Year has you in good health and is an enjoyable year… you deserve a break from those hospital beds…
travelaround
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Too much excitement for the holidays! Hope you heal soon.
My goal... get this arm working properly. My experience... drs try to suck every dime they can outta ya before they can make any progress. Haha.
nature lover
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Hello Nomad friends: from Lancaster (PA) General Hospital, again. I got some bad news yesterday. The sheep tissue didn’t hold properly so tomorrow is another surgery basically to try again. Today is day 12 in the hospital and it looks like another week at least. But I have to say I love living the nomad life but here they bring me three meals a day make my bed, clean my room, and actually help me get a bath every day. Either I stay here, or I take some of these people with me, one of the other. I should attempt to count the number of days I’ve been in the hospital since I started full-time four years ago. It’s been way way too many days. I would think the government’s gonna give up on me because I’ve got more out of Medicare and Social Security than I ever put in. (Shush, don’t remind them) But, if they turn me down, I can fly to Mexico and walk across the border and get all the benefits I need. Ola!
it has been my goal for over 12 years to get to the rubber tramp rendezvous. The only way I’m gonna get there is if they hold it in Pennsylvania. I hope those of you heading there. Have a great time. And give Mr. Wells A kiss for me. He was right when he said. most people can’t figure out why they didn’t do it sooner. I did have my about four years full-time and many other years part time so I have memories. I am going to miss the Florida birds, swimming in the Gulf of Mexico, and my many friends down there. I still have my online nomad friends.
God bless the nomads wherever they are, and God bless the rubber tramp rendezvous.
it has been my goal for over 12 years to get to the rubber tramp rendezvous. The only way I’m gonna get there is if they hold it in Pennsylvania. I hope those of you heading there. Have a great time. And give Mr. Wells A kiss for me. He was right when he said. most people can’t figure out why they didn’t do it sooner. I did have my about four years full-time and many other years part time so I have memories. I am going to miss the Florida birds, swimming in the Gulf of Mexico, and my many friends down there. I still have my online nomad friends.
God bless the nomads wherever they are, and God bless the rubber tramp rendezvous.
Other than the socializing at the RTR you really do not need to go to one unless you plan on being a volunteer to help tell folks where to park and how to find the seminars or teach a seminar. The seminars are geared for teaching newbies the things you have already learned how to do.Hello Nomad friends: from Lancaster (PA) General Hospital, again. I got some bad news yesterday. The sheep tissue didn’t hold properly so tomorrow is another surgery basically to try again. Today is day 12 in the hospital and it looks like another week at least. But I have to say I love living the nomad life but here they bring me three meals a day make my bed, clean my room, and actually help me get a bath every day. Either I stay here, or I take some of these people with me, one of the other. I should attempt to count the number of days I’ve been in the hospital since I started full-time four years ago. It’s been way way too many days. I would think the government’s gonna give up on me because I’ve got more out of Medicare and Social Security than I ever put in. (Shush, don’t remind them) But, if they turn me down, I can fly to Mexico and walk across the border and get all the benefits I need. Ola!
it has been my goal for over 12 years to get to the rubber tramp rendezvous. The only way I’m gonna get there is if they hold it in Pennsylvania. I hope those of you heading there. Have a great time. And give Mr. Wells A kiss for me. He was right when he said. most people can’t figure out why they didn’t do it sooner. I did have my about four years full-time and many other years part time so I have memories. I am going to miss the Florida birds, swimming in the Gulf of Mexico, and my many friends down there. I still have my online nomad friends.
God bless the nomads wherever they are, and God bless the rubber tramp rendezvous.
Most of the fun that happens is camping near Quartzsite with friends. But that starts in November and last on through March! Unfortunately there is very little in the way of birding in the Quartzsite area but one year I saw quail in the wash behind my campsite.
I met Bob Wells when camping at a HOWA event near Pahrump. He showed up and sat for a while around the campfire with us. If you wanted to get to actually know him then you would need to spend time volunteering with HOWA at various activities.
travelaround
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Nature Lover, like you, I like all the services I get when hospitalized. I love having them bring me three meals a day while I lay there and do nothing, just about. The only downside is getting poked with needles. Not my favorite thing.
I've never been to the RTR either even though I live on the West Coast. I'm really too much of an introvert to want to be in a huge crowd of people I don't know.
I've never been to the RTR either even though I live on the West Coast. I'm really too much of an introvert to want to be in a huge crowd of people I don't know.
Nature Lover, I hope your hospital stay is going well, and the second surgery was successful.
I know that with the big tent and just the time of year, the Q area will be booming with people. I will be meeting up with some folks for my first few days there. I hope by the time that meetup is done I'll have my feet under me, so to speak, and know my way around.
I'm also an introvert. I leave next week, heading to the Quartzsite area. As my plans are now, I'll be arriving there on the last day of the RTR. But I don't plan to attend it. I probably would have enjoyed it in earlier years, but it seems to have grown so large that it just doesn't appeal to me now.
I know that with the big tent and just the time of year, the Q area will be booming with people. I will be meeting up with some folks for my first few days there. I hope by the time that meetup is done I'll have my feet under me, so to speak, and know my way around.
Lots of folks from this forum are already in the Quartzsite area and more are arriving daily. I do not go to the RTR or the big tent as I am not fond of crowds. But if you do go to the big tent be a very early bird in the morning or you will be caught in a crush of people.
I hear ya Linda… I share the introvert myself. Been to Quartzsite during these events but never attended.
I’m guessing Nature Lover would enjoy it to a degree. I’m south of Tuscan seeking medical help unsuccessfully. With the influx from across the border waiting rooms are not introvert friendly. Haha!
I share the hopes that Nature Lover is doing well and the nurses are enjoying his sense of humor.
nature lover
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Hello, my nomad friends.
I am not sure how much of the accident and hospital story I shared. I should go back and look it up. ———- I just went. Back and read my last posting. I have left you in the dark, for that I am sorry. I got out of the hospital last Friday. They have a portable wound vac that I carry around. I’m at home alone but I get regular visiting nurses to check on me. Had two doctors appointments this week. One with my personal physician and one with. The oncologist who takes care of my immune disorder. (3 more infusions soon.. And tomorrow I’m going in to see the surgeons again. I haven’t ventured out on the scooter carrying this wound pump. And it’s been raining a lot here. In fact, they had a little bit of flooding. The temperature was up in the 50s though. We call that our January fall here in PA. And as it happens almost every year.
so sitting in the apartment with nothing to do I reminisce my days on the road. I may get out again sometime or that may be wishful thinking. But I’m not giving up. In the better weather I’ll be out on my scooter in the parks watching birds, etc.
I’m trying to learn the new computer windows 11 so I can work with my pictures but not getting very far. If I had money, I would invest in a computer system that stays the same so we senior citizens have learned what we knew when we were younger and now we can use the same thing. No updates for the computer. No updates for the phone what I have now works for me let it alone. Boy that sounds like I really am an old fart.
I went to our cabin in Perry County PA in my dreams, I don’t know how long my dream was, but I spent a few nights with my grandparents and my uncles and aunts that have pasted, they were all there. In someways dreaming it can be better than experiencing it without those we loved.
i’ve also been watching a lot of videos on my prime Amazon account. I just watched a movie about an old lady in her upper 70s who became a widow and had time on her own so she decided to climb the highest mountain in Scotland. this was a lifelong goal for her, and she put it aside to take care of her sick husband, who abused her all the years before he got sick. But it ends with her triumphantly getting to the top of the mountain. Beautiful story. It’s simply called “Edie”
then I watched another about Beatrice potter, what a beautiful woman she was. The movie is simply called “Miss Potter”. At the risk of losing my man card I have to describe it in one word, “delightful”. No dirty words, no gratuitous nudity. A great deal of subtle humor. No big laughs but a lot of little giggles. I guess some people would call this a chick flick. But I said earlier it was “delightful”. I think I’ll watch it again soon. The only other way to describe, it would be put an adjective in front of delightful like magically, delightful, or splendidly delightful. There I go losing my man card again. If you can get through that movie without smiling about her interaction with the characters, she draws you must have a very hard heart. If you don’t find yourself, humming the tune from her music box a few days later I’m sorry for you.
no car chases, no gun battles, no noisy arguments, just a wonderfully delightful movie.
I once had a A lady who makes doll clothing to make me a little blue coat with brass buttons to hang in our gooseberry bush. I very much enjoyed seeing childrens reactions as they came around the corner and saw it. I never pointed it out to them. They always found it and a couple of flower pots. I had turned upside down and sideways near it. “Where is Peter“ We had gardens at a historical property that I managed and we had lots of school groups come through. They love the gooseberry bush with peters coat. We also had a barn with various animals for the children to see. We had a pen with two pigs, and I made a spiderweb out of white yarn. and I spelled the word terrific in that web. = Another great reaction from the kids. We had a tree that was very very old. And in a knot above A large branch I put a remote control operated, Battery powered tape recorder. And as I gathered the children around the huge tree, I asked the children wouldn’t it be wonderful if this tree could talk. With my hand in my pocket, I would press the button and the tree told us a little bit about his long life And a lot of the major things that happened during that time.. I don’t know how old the tree was, but I took the liberty to say it was 300 years old. I never made much money at that job (In fact, the owner, who is long dead, still owes me about $1000) but I sure enjoyed my time.
it’s bitter sweet to enjoy those memories isn’t it. Bitter in a sense that I don’t think I’ll ever repeat them; but sweet in the memories it gives me.
so that’s it from the fat old man who lives in a shoe factory, not the little old lady who lives in a shoe.
God bless all the nomad who anre out there, making those memories today. Don’t make the mistake I made, I didn’t keep a journal, it would be really fun to have one now.
PS - oh, I almost forgot, anybody who goes to the RTR must give Bob a kiss on the lips from me. I think he will know who it’s from if you describe me, escaping the nursing home in Pennsylvania.
I am not sure how much of the accident and hospital story I shared. I should go back and look it up. ———- I just went. Back and read my last posting. I have left you in the dark, for that I am sorry. I got out of the hospital last Friday. They have a portable wound vac that I carry around. I’m at home alone but I get regular visiting nurses to check on me. Had two doctors appointments this week. One with my personal physician and one with. The oncologist who takes care of my immune disorder. (3 more infusions soon.. And tomorrow I’m going in to see the surgeons again. I haven’t ventured out on the scooter carrying this wound pump. And it’s been raining a lot here. In fact, they had a little bit of flooding. The temperature was up in the 50s though. We call that our January fall here in PA. And as it happens almost every year.
so sitting in the apartment with nothing to do I reminisce my days on the road. I may get out again sometime or that may be wishful thinking. But I’m not giving up. In the better weather I’ll be out on my scooter in the parks watching birds, etc.
I’m trying to learn the new computer windows 11 so I can work with my pictures but not getting very far. If I had money, I would invest in a computer system that stays the same so we senior citizens have learned what we knew when we were younger and now we can use the same thing. No updates for the computer. No updates for the phone what I have now works for me let it alone. Boy that sounds like I really am an old fart.
I went to our cabin in Perry County PA in my dreams, I don’t know how long my dream was, but I spent a few nights with my grandparents and my uncles and aunts that have pasted, they were all there. In someways dreaming it can be better than experiencing it without those we loved.
i’ve also been watching a lot of videos on my prime Amazon account. I just watched a movie about an old lady in her upper 70s who became a widow and had time on her own so she decided to climb the highest mountain in Scotland. this was a lifelong goal for her, and she put it aside to take care of her sick husband, who abused her all the years before he got sick. But it ends with her triumphantly getting to the top of the mountain. Beautiful story. It’s simply called “Edie”
then I watched another about Beatrice potter, what a beautiful woman she was. The movie is simply called “Miss Potter”. At the risk of losing my man card I have to describe it in one word, “delightful”. No dirty words, no gratuitous nudity. A great deal of subtle humor. No big laughs but a lot of little giggles. I guess some people would call this a chick flick. But I said earlier it was “delightful”. I think I’ll watch it again soon. The only other way to describe, it would be put an adjective in front of delightful like magically, delightful, or splendidly delightful. There I go losing my man card again. If you can get through that movie without smiling about her interaction with the characters, she draws you must have a very hard heart. If you don’t find yourself, humming the tune from her music box a few days later I’m sorry for you.
no car chases, no gun battles, no noisy arguments, just a wonderfully delightful movie.
I once had a A lady who makes doll clothing to make me a little blue coat with brass buttons to hang in our gooseberry bush. I very much enjoyed seeing childrens reactions as they came around the corner and saw it. I never pointed it out to them. They always found it and a couple of flower pots. I had turned upside down and sideways near it. “Where is Peter“ We had gardens at a historical property that I managed and we had lots of school groups come through. They love the gooseberry bush with peters coat. We also had a barn with various animals for the children to see. We had a pen with two pigs, and I made a spiderweb out of white yarn. and I spelled the word terrific in that web. = Another great reaction from the kids. We had a tree that was very very old. And in a knot above A large branch I put a remote control operated, Battery powered tape recorder. And as I gathered the children around the huge tree, I asked the children wouldn’t it be wonderful if this tree could talk. With my hand in my pocket, I would press the button and the tree told us a little bit about his long life And a lot of the major things that happened during that time.. I don’t know how old the tree was, but I took the liberty to say it was 300 years old. I never made much money at that job (In fact, the owner, who is long dead, still owes me about $1000) but I sure enjoyed my time.
it’s bitter sweet to enjoy those memories isn’t it. Bitter in a sense that I don’t think I’ll ever repeat them; but sweet in the memories it gives me.
so that’s it from the fat old man who lives in a shoe factory, not the little old lady who lives in a shoe.
God bless all the nomad who anre out there, making those memories today. Don’t make the mistake I made, I didn’t keep a journal, it would be really fun to have one now.
PS - oh, I almost forgot, anybody who goes to the RTR must give Bob a kiss on the lips from me. I think he will know who it’s from if you describe me, escaping the nursing home in Pennsylvania.
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I watch the miss potter movie one or more times a year. I did not see her little books until my son was a child but I did have several of them and read them to my son a great many times. i have always loved thenold illustrated fairy stories including all the various tales that were illustrated by the greats such as Arthur Rackham. Some but not all of my 3ndimensional art pieces are inspired by the fairy tale influences although not tied to any particular one. It is the emotional response and the look that creates the feelings rather than the repetitions any particular stories that I tell in my work.
Who lives here in this cottage built out of the trees? I myself do not know but I do know that a queen of France had the idea to commission such small spaces as did some of the upper class English women who used to to spend time in them away from their real daily life living as a person in a folk tale.
My own tiny travel trailer and the time living in the forest and desert lands is much like living in a fairytale cottage compared to the years of working and being a wife and mother in suburban housing. Perhaps I am simply now at living in the world of my own imagining. I have certainly put much the same care and imagination into crafting my small abode out of the derelict travel trailer I purchased from an ad on Craigslist whilevI continue to make fairytale like tiny buildings of old Europe that belong in fairytale settings while I live and travel in it. Miss Potter worked in single dimensional stories drawn on paper, I work in multiple dimensions but also sometimes using paper. I draw with a mouse rather than a pencil. No animals in mine although I do at times add mouse or cat holes into the buildings.
Right now my design program is running on a Windows 7 computer, an old reliable friend that I try to keep off the internet to protect it from harm
Who lives here in this cottage built out of the trees? I myself do not know but I do know that a queen of France had the idea to commission such small spaces as did some of the upper class English women who used to to spend time in them away from their real daily life living as a person in a folk tale.
My own tiny travel trailer and the time living in the forest and desert lands is much like living in a fairytale cottage compared to the years of working and being a wife and mother in suburban housing. Perhaps I am simply now at living in the world of my own imagining. I have certainly put much the same care and imagination into crafting my small abode out of the derelict travel trailer I purchased from an ad on Craigslist whilevI continue to make fairytale like tiny buildings of old Europe that belong in fairytale settings while I live and travel in it. Miss Potter worked in single dimensional stories drawn on paper, I work in multiple dimensions but also sometimes using paper. I draw with a mouse rather than a pencil. No animals in mine although I do at times add mouse or cat holes into the buildings.
Right now my design program is running on a Windows 7 computer, an old reliable friend that I try to keep off the internet to protect it from harm
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travelaround
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What fun things you did, Nature Lover... Peter's coat, Charlotte's Web, the talking tree... memories are golden. Who ever gets to do these things? Must be Nature Lover!
I now have Edie and Miss Potter in my TBW list (to be watched) ... found them on Amazon and bookmarked them. Thank you!
I now have Edie and Miss Potter in my TBW list (to be watched) ... found them on Amazon and bookmarked them. Thank you!
So glad right now I'm not going to RTR if that's what's going on there!
Eeeww, I am not kissing Bob Wells on the lips or even giving him a hug. A nice enough person but I feel no compulsion to make physical contact or even have a conversation. I am no good at being a camp follower of preachers, not as a young child and not as an adult either.
“My heroes have always been cowboys” …the strong silent types. Which is to be expected of a girl who grew up in San Antonio, Texas and was a typically horse crazy girl who liked the out of doors or a good book and the solitude found in burying my nose in a book. The nomadic lifestyle suits me just right.
“My heroes have always been cowboys” …the strong silent types. Which is to be expected of a girl who grew up in San Antonio, Texas and was a typically horse crazy girl who liked the out of doors or a good book and the solitude found in burying my nose in a book. The nomadic lifestyle suits me just right.
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nature lover
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Maki2 Since you’re a horse lover, I recommend a good film for you. “Snowman“ one of the best horse pictures around. It’s a documentary about an amazing horse saved from the glue factory to become the national champion jumper. Still holds the record for the highest jump by a horse, 7‘,4“ I think. unimaginable.
Thanks NatureLover, I loves me a good horse movie!
thanks, I already saw that film and it was a very good story.
