Our Crazy Colorado Trip, Part 1

Family vacations are always something to write about with this family. I don’t know why, but they never seem to go off without a hitch. There are hitches. Many hitches.

We left Dallas happily enough. We were leaving the 100 degree temps to go to the mountains where the temps don’t get above 80, what’s not to like?

Our plan was to get from Dallas to Amarillo on the first day, we were not leaving Dallas till 1pm, but it’s only a 6 hour drive so that should work.

We met up with Dave's brother Dan outside Ft. Worth. We were off! Two giant trucks pulling two giant RV’s heading for the mountains. Life was grand, the skies were blue, and all was well with the world…until the first blow out.

We suddenly hear Dan hollering over the walkie. “Pull over…something…tire…bad…” it was hard to hear.

So over we pulled.




Nice.

We got it taken care of and only lost about a half hour of travel time, there was much laughter about how this seems to happen on every trip, but still spirits were up, we were heading to the mountains after-all!

We hopped back in the car and headed out again. We’d gone about 4 hours so far but we were in the middle of W Texas and it all starts to look the same out the window after a while.

Within about 10 minutes…





Yes, again.

This one was trickier. The blow out was more severe, causing some damage to the underside of the camper, and our spare was already in use. We were pleased to find that Dan’s RV spare fit our RV, so after much taking off and putting on of tires in the HEAT of W Texas, we were on the road again. We were somewhat less jovial now. It was readily apparent to Dave and I that we needed to replace all the tires. We’d had one blowout on a previous trip and Dan mentioned that usually when one goes they all go. We decided not to replace them all though because they were not that old and seemed to have much tread left on them. It was a strategic and informed decision. And also the wrong one.

We began making phone calls to find a tire place in Amarillo that would still be open when we got there. We also began praying that no more tires would go out on either camper seeing as we had no more spares and were here in the middle of Nowhere Texas...



…for the next several hours.

The last few hours to Amarillo was a bit more somber. It would be really bad if another tire went. We were praying against that. Finally, about 2 hours later than we expected, we pulled in to the RV park. We were unable to find a tire place open at 9pm, but we were told if we got there when the place opened, they’d help up first.

I started my first official day of vacation getting up at 7am, sans coffee, to take our house-on-wheels to the shop. This did not bode well.

We got to the tire place, unhooked our house and left it there. We drove around Amarillo at 7 am aimless for a while. Well, not really aimless. Dave was looking for a car wash and I was looking for any place that sold coffee. We found the car wash and then, mercifully, Dave took me through the drive through at Whataburger for coffee. I think, maybe, possibly, my attitude may have been suffering.

We headed back to the tire place to find our house had been repaired. We tried not to think about the fact that we could have had our friendly neighborhood mechanic and friend, Carlin, replace them for half the price if we’d done it before we left. As we all know, hindsight is 20/20.

After we got the wheels on our house-on-wheels back on we called Dan to tell them we were ready to go. I tried really hard not to think about the fact that they had been enjoying a nice leisurely morning, undoubtedly with lots of coffee, while we ran around Amarillo.

We met up with Dan and family, at the Cadillac Ranch, just down the road from the RV park we’d stayed at.

We did our first official act of tourism that day.











The rest of the drive to CO went off without a hitch. Gunnar even got to drive the rig for a while into barren flats of W Texas.



Sadly that was not the end of the catastrophes for us…

Go Here for Part 2...

The Tale of Three RV's

I finally have my beloved computer back. She has more memory and fewer glitches. I have missed her terribly!

After I get caught up on the five million things I have not been able to do without my computer, I'll tell you the stories. The stories of two blowouts, a near collision, a dead battery and spewing oil. Oh, and mountains. How I miss the mountains!

I need a post vacation vacation.

We returned from the Mountains on Sunday. I have been buried under the laundry pile since.

It was everything you'd expect from a Hilltop Family vacation. We had two blowouts on the RV 10 minutes apart, the battery in our Excursion died, the bike rack ripped off the bumper of the RV though not while on the highway thank goodness, we got so lost looking for our of the campsites that we drove around for 3 hours until the GPS had us in the lake, and we gave up and went to an RV park, and last but not least, we developed an oil leak that caused my Excursion to spew a fine mist of oil all over the front and sides of the pull behind RV all the way home.

And finally, to add insult to injury, we left CO and it was 60 degrees. When we arrived in Dallas it was 107.

But somehow, we still managed to have a wonderful time!

My computer is in the shop, because we've not spent enough money on repairs so you'll have to wait a bit for the full story and photos.

He remembers that we are dust.

Psalm 103 is one of my favorite Psalms. I love all of it, but for some reason verses 13 and 14 have always resonated with me.

As a father has compassion on his children,
so the LORD has compassion on those who fear him;
for he knows how we are formed,
he remembers that we are dust.

We humans put so much on ourselves. We expect so much from each other and from ourselves. We should be always bettering ourselves; we should be always aiming for perfection, though we know it’s unattainable. I know what the perfect ‘me’ looks like. She’s a loving wife that gets up before or at least with her husband to make coffee and breakfast and send him happily off to work. She’s a hardworking homemaker who keeps the laundry machines running and the clothes ironed and put away. She’s a mom who makes a healthy and yet tasty meals for her children. Her house is always clean and tidy, ever ready for someone who might drop by.



She is the perfect mom who is patient and always at the ready with a soft answer and encouragement. She is a homeschool mom who knows just what and how her kids need to learn, and who never gets exasperated with learning setbacks. This perfect wife/homemaker/homeschool mom would also never be swayed by parenting or homeschooling fads but would know just what the Lord would have her do at any given time.

Just imagine? Food always cooked and on the table when it’s supposed to be. Clothes ironed and ready for a busy husband to put on when he wakes up and heads out the door. A surety of thought when parenting and educational decisions need to be made. A made bed. Every day.

And yet…

As a father has compassion on his children,
so the LORD has compassion on those who fear him;
for he knows how we are formed,
he remembers that we are dust.

He, the one I need to please the most, remembers that I am dust. He knows how I am formed. He knows how my joints ache and my thoughts can be confused. He is compassionate. Surely we, who are so much less than Him, can offer that same compassion to ourselves and those around us.

13

I have set this post to post at exactly 1:20 am. At this very moment I will have 3 teenagers. Oh my stars!



Today is my Eve's birthday. My first daughter. I was so surprised when the sonogram tech told me it was a girl. After 2 boys and my husband being one of 4 boys I really thought I'd be the mom of only boys. So skeptical was I, we painted the room green and stuck with a pretty gender neutral nursery.



Well that tech was right. Exactly 13 years ago today God gave me my first daughter.



She was different from the boys from the beginning. She was a mama's girl. She liked to be held, she liked to be cuddled and she liked to have her way!



She did not like elevators, water, being without her blanket or being left with anyone other than mom. Even dad.

She spoke in sentences at 12 months old. She taught herself to read at 4. She's the best speller in the house, bar none, and she's a pretty darn good writer too.

I think God for the gift of this daughter 13 years ago. What would I do without her?

Pretty, here I come!

In approximately one week my family, sans the adult child, will be going to this place. This place where all the pretty and the cool and the mountains live. I love this place.



I have much to do to prepare for this trip and only one week left to do it in. But I will keep looking at this photo and remind myself that it is all worth it.

The post in which she brags.

In a few days, we will be once again hopping in the ol' RV and heading for Colorado. This year though, it's a little bittersweet. This year, for the first time ever, we're going on a family vacation without all of the family. Will will be staying home. He's got a real 9-5 job this summer. In fact, I must take a moment to brag.

His Uncle's word got him the job. In this economy a teenagers your only hope is nepotism! He is working for the same large company, but in a completely different division. He does not ever see his uncle. Both Uncle and Will try to be careful not to discuss their relationship.

Well, it seems things are tight with this company as with all companies and they laid off all their summer hires...except Will. He is the only summer hire they kept. They laid off people hired before him and they even laid off one of the bosses kid.(higher up in the company than Uncle)

Will's foreman told him, when Will asked who he had to thank for keeping his job, that he (the foreman) asked to keep him. He had to do a little convincing, but he was able to swing it. He said Will's a good worker and a quick learner.

I am beyond proud. You put your heart and soul into raising your kids and you pray you are preparing them for the real world. You pray that you're not forgetting anything, you pray that you're not majoring on the minors and leaving something important out. You pray you're doing it right.

I know I can't take credit for the man Will's becoming. If I did that I'd have to take responsibility for all his mistakes too! ;) But, to see those small moments where what you've worked so hard to teach them, benefits them. Those moments are golden.

Thank you for indulging in my proud mama moment.

Teenage Driver Number 2

Yesterday was Bob's birthday. He is 16. He is now out driving my car. Without me.

It's amazing how fast this time comes around. He was just a baby. See? Isn't he cute?

That was taken yesterday! Yesterday, I tell you! And now he looks WAY more like the man in that photo than the baby.

I feel so blessed to have Bob. He is a hard worker, and an all around helpful young man. I could go on and on about what a wonderful kid he is. How he's been running his own, very successful landscaping business for years, owining all his own tools and hiring his friends as contract labor.


How he bought his own truck, with his own money before he was even old enough to drive it.

How he's overcome his dyslexia to the point that he tested high enough on the entrance test at the local community college in the Fall to take College English. How he's actively persuing training for the carreer he wants when he graduates (Fireman)

How he's a man of God and leader among his peers. Sometimes I can't believe that God has blessed me with such amazing sons (his brother's has a similar list of accomplishments, but his birthday is a few weeks away, more on that later!)

Whoever said, in regards to raising children, that the days are long and the years are short knew their stuff.
















And now...this. It happened overnight.

God Bless America

We on this continent should never forget that men first crossed the Atlantic not to find soil for their ploughs but to secure liberty for their souls. ~Robert J. McCracken

Happy 4th, my American friends.

Chaos

I've had lots of things going through my mind lately. Lots going on here on the Hilltop. When am I going to get it through my head that summer does NOT equal calm? It did when they were all elementary age. Now summer just means a different kind of chaos.

So to stick with the theme of summer chaos...here's a very chaotic post.

1. Gunnar and Ev went to church camp two weeks ago. Gunnar had fun. Ev did not. I would not go back to jr high for all the tea in China. Jr high girls are mean. Even church girls. It's made Dave and I seriously rethink the whole youth group thing. The boys love it and it has served them well. So far, Ev's not having the same experience. This makes me sad.

2. VBS was last week. Only one of my children is of the age that is eligible for VBS. Wow. When did that happen? Gunnar and Ev worked in VBS. They did awesome. They're awesome kids.

3. Bryce is working full-time pulling wires for an electric/construction company. He is also house sitting for the summer. Oddly enough, he still comes home...at dinnertime.

4. Gunnar took the motorcycle training course this past weekend. When he goes in next week to get his drivers license, he can also get his motorcycle license. This was his dad's idea.

5. I am looking for a company that sells anti-anxiety meds by the case.

6. The instructor said he is a very talented motorcycle rider. He will be fine. She said he's a natural. Of course, I knew that. He's been on a motorcycle since he was old enough to walk. Only he was on the track or out in a field. Now he will be riding in Dallas Fort Worth. In Traffic. With all the 5 trillion other crazy people who live here.

7. I wonder where I can also by chocolate by the case...or chocolate covered anti-anxiety meds.