Well, we both spaced our anniversary.

No, not our wedding anniversary, but the date we bought this place. We arrived here in mid-June and took possession July 1st. 19 years here. Today would have been the 19th anniversary of the day I set the field next to the store on fire. Extra fireworks that didn’t sell, so I decided to play after hours. Oops!

Will we complete our 20th year here? Not sure. Probably. We’ve owned this place longer than any of the previous owners.

Our years here have been a mixed bag of feelings. Good friends made, good friends lost. Money made, money lost. Employees came, employees went. . . except for Jeannie. I expect that we will sell her with the store.

We’ve lost a few employees and friends due to death. All are missed and thought of around this time of year by Nina and I.

We’ve had new people arrive and good friends move. This is still happening today. Last month I met a new couple from Connecticut  and I think they’ll be a great addition to the valley. Two marriages are ending and we’re not sure of where the spouses will fall after the split, friends or not?

Our children were raised here. They don’t identify as city folk and rightly so. So much of their lives are western country. Both show their country upbringing. I’ve been told that we made a mistake moving them out west, but since leaving them behind would most likely be considered illegal, here they are.

One special new friend that came during our tenure here was Erin. She is my little buddy and I hope she never leaves our lives. I will never like the circumstances of her arrival, but her addition to our lives is a blessing that parallels no other. The intelligence that child shows leaves me in awe. At 2 if an iPhone was placed in her hands, she would zip through it like an expert. Now she has her own iPad and loves the brain games loaded on it. My little buddy.

Armand and Shirley moved out here. Armand died, Shirley is still existing. Richard’s death destroyed her. We now have her sister Marylou with us. No real choice, but we’ll see. Shirley is not happy that ML is here at this point in time. She won’t talk to ML and that bothers ML. She won’t talk to me either and I appreciate it.

I have a love/hate relationship with this place. I love the area and hate the business. Of course the business brought us here and keeps us here. Nina is inclined to leave this area if we sell, but sometimes she leans the other way. I prefer to stay out here because of the friendships and the area itself. I love exploring out here. I’ve found ghost towns, abandoned homesteads dating to the 1800’s, rail beds that have never seen tracks or a train, undiscovered indian ruins, and old mines. Old cemeteries fascinate me and I love wandering among the dead and reading the head stones.

Next July 1st will mark our 20th year. I can see a party or b-b-q here if we still own the store. You’re all invited.

Keeping it real here people!

 

Pictures of dis, dat, and udder stuff

Weather Finally! Hail between us and Vegas.
Weather Finally! Hail between us and Vegas.
Weather Finally! Hail between us and Vegas.
Weather Finally! Hail between us and Vegas.
What is that wet stuff?
What is that wet stuff?
An arroyo that's normally dry.
An arroyo that’s normally dry.
Weather Finally! Hail between us and Vegas.
Weather Finally! Hail between us and Vegas.
Weather Finally! Hail between us and Vegas.
Weather Finally! Hail between us and Vegas.
Weather Finally! Hail between us and Vegas.
Weather Finally! Hail between us and Vegas.
The Pecos River!
The Pecos River!

Well, I can now show you all that we have indeed had some rain!

Erin playing in Villanueva State Park.
Erin playing in Villanueva State Park.
Erin playing in Villanueva State Park.
Erin playing in Villanueva State Park.
Erin playing in Villanueva State Park.
Erin playing in Villanueva State Park.
Erin playing in Villanueva State Park.
Erin playing in Villanueva State Park.
Road work on route 3 due to all the rain.
Road work on route 3 due to all the rain.

A day in the Valley with Erin.

A dead horse with a vulture waiting for us to leave.
A dead horse with a vulture waiting for us to leave.
Cemetery east of us.
Cemetery east of us.
Cemetery east of us.
Cemetery east of us.
Cemetery east of us.
Cemetery east of us.
Old Building
Old Building
Old Building
Old Building
Old Building
Old Building

Just some pictures from a Sunday drive before picking up Erin.

 

Round 2 Day 2

Everything with ML has been fairly easy to date. She’s polite, she eats, she answers questions, and she talks. Easier to deal with than Shirley actually. Shirley you have to ask questions in multiple ways and she still may not answer or acknowledge your presence. Shirley seldom eats or drinks.

Rain

We’ve had at least 2 inches of rain since it started a few days ago. On the way into Vegas last night we came across the remains of a hail storm. They had to bring out the snow plows to remove the hail from the roadways and Joe told me that there was over 6 inches on the ground.

July 4th

Tomorrow is the 4th and we hope the start of a very good weekend. With the rain all things become safe again. Fireworks, B-B-Q’s, campfires and general outdoor life this weekend can resume in a normal fashion.

Be happy.

Round 2, Day 1

Marylou arrived yesterday around 1 p.m. She was pleasant and polite and grateful even. Compliments all around. Loves Erin, but who doesn’t, right? Tori’s a nice and beautiful girl. (Sucking up to Tori never hurts.) Nina’s a wonderful cook.

Rain!

Wow, did we have rain yesterday! Over an hour of rain left 1 inch of rain behind. It was greatly needed and appreciated! It also gave me a chance to grade my parking lot without inhaling 3 pounds of dust.

Nothing else to report.

Growing old sucks. I won’t live like ML or Shirley, I own guns.

 

Rain

We had a bit of rain last night. Not enough to leave behind puddles, but still rain.

Today is the day. ML returns. I’m calling this “round 2”.  She has been telling people at Vida that she wants to return to Chicago. If she acts up here again, she’ll be Chicago bound as soon as we can find her housing in an acceptable home.

We had a domestic in the parking lot this morning around 5 a.m. I called the cops, but the idiots were gone before the cops arrived. She was the aggressor. I gave the cops the plate number.

We get a lot of strange here at night.

Soy based products are never a substitute for real meat!

 

So there I was . . .

  • Had lunch with Mark Levin and his g/f yesterday.
  • She’s a gun and Jeep fan.
  • Mark thinks I’m not as crazy as he used to think.
  • After lunch I went up to Arrow’s Ridge to comfort Joe during these troubling times. It was fun.
  • Earlier, during the cooler hours, I worked a bit on the pumps. General maintenance and stuff.
  • Took a bunch of pictures and measurements too. Since we can’t afford to replace the pumps in September, I’m going to clean them, replace a few damaged items and doll them up.
  • Today we pick up Erin in Dilia. I will tell them my vacation plans for August and have Will sign a paper giving me permission to provide medical care to Erin during that trip.
  • I leave August 4th for Michigan, with Erin, on a Pake/Erin trip. Just her and I on vacation without Nina or Tori. I can’t wait!
  • We hope to camp on the way out there and back.
  • Be gone a week.
  • Normal blog posting starts again tomorrow. Sometimes it’s hard to think of anything to post here.
Okra is not a real food item.  I don’t care what you say!

 

I am a husband, father, grandfather, friend, business owner, traveller, Harley rider, citizen, patriot, gun owner, politically eclectic person of strange personal habits. I support police, trust no politicians, and can argue any side of an argument just to amuse myself. People love me or hate me and those that are in-between don't know me.