Pot Holes,Ruts and Bumps in the Road

When I was pregnant with our first child I would walk, climb stairs anything to start the labor. I was so tired! I was tired of mother saying "it's a full moon,(waning or waxing didn't matter) surely she will come tonight" or "let's eat something really spicy and see if that will help". Oh, how tired I was of old wives tales!
The one thing I think really did help (in my mind at least) was riding around in an old delivery van that was bumpy as HELLO! Hartley and I would laugh as this huge person in the passenger seat would flop around, grab for the door, look for anything to hold on to! (Wet my pants and hope it was my water breaking). Inevitably his route would take him to the back forty of east bageezus!!!! With every washed out rut and pot hole I just knew my water was about to break! No such luck! My water didn't break for another week or so while we were having a relaxing dinner and a huge slab of coconut pie at The Club Cafe! The waitresses were so excited cause we were like family there. We had eaten there since we were in high chairs and now a new generation was about to appear!
Like you we have all hit bumps in the road. Some have only made us reach for the oh ---- handle, others caused a flat tire, while others have caused a wreck with irreparable damage. In our lives we have experienced all of these. I can talk about some stories while other stories even if I was a part of them they are for someone else to tell in their own time. I choose to protect the rights of others especially when I call them family.
After I was in college for a year I was convinced God was calling me to work in a home for women with various problems. The original vision was a place where Christian women could live and learn together as they went about their individual routines. That changed to unwed mothers, runaways, drug addicts, damaged and abused women and children ( our youngest in the house was14) with several babies running around. Doesn't sound  like a bad gig for a 70's Jesus Movement convert just looking for the Heart of God ? It was! A POT HOLE of almost irreparable damage. Sure I learned a  lot from the experience like how to strip and wax floors, clean nasty toilets, cook for 20 plus a day, and listen to our leader explain that she was Gods voice to me. That last part sounded like the time to ditch that gig!
I don't think my precious angel of a daughter would like to be referred to as a pothole! Her arrival came a little earlier than the wedding bells. For me and her daddy that was perfectly fine. For some others it was a bit more unsettling to say the least. This bump( no pun intended) was one I just had to hold onto my seat for a few seconds! This bump became Grace for me. I will be eternally grateful for Emily Afton!
Much later in my life symptoms that I had had all along became a sink hole (much larger than pot holes). A wrong diagnosis of bipolar disorder and an uber string of medicines that sent me into a world of darkness. Leaving me with no memories of a month worth of events ( the no memories part was probably good for me, not for my precious husband that had to watch some pretty awful stuff.) It was about six months before I could hear the birds and feel the sunshine and unwrap from my cocoon and crawl out into some sense of living again.At this moment I can hear  the birds are singing "pritty pritty"and I am alive and ready for my adventure.
 Potholes, ruts, washed out roads, and even sink holes can't hold you back for long even if they take your adventure in a different direction it's still an adventure!
Peace, till we visit again! I'll post soon about how our adventure is developing after hitting a pot hole!
Happy Easter ~ He is risen ~ He is risen indeed ~ Amen

Lists can be life savers...

Good morning! You got a list going for today, this week or for this year?
I am starting to believe I may be addicted to lists. I don't feel like this is a bad thing, actually I think it is good! My counselor is always saying stay on your routine, keep your list, it keeps you centered and can save your life I confess I routinely don't stay on my routine! Bunny trails are a weakness!
From the inception of "Another adventure may still be in us!" there have been more than one list  posted possibly one in each post. Now I am wondering if lists are a cop out to "real writing" or a concise way to get out a lot of info.
Who else do we know that have successfully used lists in getting their points across.

• God~ The 10 commandments
• Jesus~ The Beatitudes
• The founding fathers~The Bill of Rights
• Santa~ Naughty and Nice
• Benjamin Franklin~ 13 Virtues
• Craig~ Craigslist.com

Send me lists that have meant something to you! I would love to hear them!
Personally, I think lists are a snapshot of a whole lot more  you have to say about what's going on. I'm thinking my lists of the earlier posts will probably turn into a post later. Maybe the lists are just holding my thoughts till I need them! One more list!

• Preachers~ 3 points and a poem

Peace, till we visit again!

Not cold feet just an attack of What ifs!

When I was pregnant with our first child I would walk, climb stairs anything to start the labor. I was so tired! I was tired of mother saying "it's a full moon,(waning or waxing didn't matter) surely she will come tonight" or "lets eat something really spicy and see if that will help".Oh, how tired I was of old wives tales!
The one thing I think really did help (in my mind at least) was riding around in an old delivery van that was bumpy as HELLO! Hartley and I would laugh as this huge person in the passenger seat would flop around, grab for the door, look for anything to hold on to!(wet my pants and hope it was my water breaking). Inevitably his route would take him to the back forty of east bageezus!!!! With every washed out rut and pot hole I just knew my water was about to break! No such luck! My water didn't break for another week or so while we were having a relaxing dinner and a huge slab of coconut pie at The Club Cafe! The waitresses were so excited cause we were like family there. We had eaten there since we were in high chairs and now a new generation was about to appear!
Like you we have all hit bumps in the road. Some have only made us reach for the oh ---- handle, others caused a flat tire, while others have caused a wreck with irreparable damage.In our lives we have experienced all of these.I can talk about some stories while other stories even if I was apart of them they are for someone else to tell in their own time. I choose to protect the rights of others especially when I call them family.
After I was in college for a year I was convinced God was calling me to work in a home for women with various problems.The original vision was for a place where Christian women could live and learn together as they went about their individual routines. That changed to unwed mothers, runaways, drug addicts, damaged and abused women and children ( our youngest in the the house was14) with several babies running around.Doesn't sound  like a bad gig for a 70's Jesus Movement convert just looking for the Heart of God ? It was! A POT HOLE of almost irreparable damage. Sure I learned a  lot from the experience like how to strip and wax floors, clean nasty toilets, cook for 20 plus a day, and listen to our leader explain that she was Gods voice to me. That last part sounded like the time to ditch that gig!
I don't think my precious angel of a daughter would like to be referred to as a pot hole!Her arrival came a little earlier than the wedding bells. For me and her daddy that was perfectly fine. For some others it was a bit more unsettling to say the least.This bump( no pun intended) was one I just had to hold onto my seat for a few seconds! This bump became Grace for me. I will be eternally grateful for Emily Afton!
Much later in my life symptoms that I had had all along became a sink hole (much larger than pot holes). A wrong diagnosis of bipolar disorder and an uber bstring of medicines that sent me into a world of darkness. Leaving me with no memories of a months worth of events ( the no memories part was probably good for me, not for my precious husband that had to watch some pretty awful stuff.) It was about six months before I could hear the birds and feel the sunshine and unwrap from my cocoon and crawl out into some sense of living again.At this moment I can hear  the birds are singing "pritty pritty"and I am alive and ready for my adventure.
 Potholes, ruts, washed out roads, and even sink holes can't hold you back for long even if they take your adventure in a different direction it's still an adventure!
Peace, till we visit again! I'll post soon about how our adventure is developing after hitting a pot hole!
Happy Easter ~ He is risen ~ He is risen indeed ~ Amen

So much stuff in my brain that wants to get blogged out!

I am so excited about the stuff running around in my brain that I want to post! Some times I think I could do it every few minutes! Wouldn't you love that!
What a day! We were chasing our tails doing "getting ready for our adventure stuff" while having to do just everyday stuff that has to just get done!Without a list we wouldn't get anything accomplished.So I thought you might like to see what yesterdays looked like!

• get hair cut for passport pic
• put passport papers in pile(we picked up the forms earlier so we could do them at home cause it was much easier that way.)
• go to post office for pic and turn in papers( take $ ours cost roughly $152 each)
• call Stuart(our dentist cause we don't know about the medical system yet, like how long it takes for a new patient to get an appointment for example)
• make appointment with Dr.for overall check up (not SHOTS yet PTL!)
• go to grocery store( this is the time to start making a conscience effort to have friends and family over you need to keep those connections strong never know you may have to move in with them some day)
• o to landscaping place( our yard needs some help before we rent it out and thank heavens my brother will be moving here next week and he is an excellent gardener! Try Garden of Eden here in H.S. if you live here! They are great!Here's a link http://www.gardenofedenark.com/
• finish taxes(this will pay for the lap top)
• get new lap top( not really necessary for all adventures but Hartley needs one for school. What is necessary is a good camera or one of those fancy phones that take great pics and you can send to pics anywhere. I just have to learn to use one at my age!!!)
• social security cards (I have simply misplaced mine I am sure it's not lost.Surely its not LOST!!!)

Whoooh! I am tired just looking at the list! I must confess we didn't get everything done! (Don't feel guilty just do like we do and move it to the next days list!) I may feel abit tired but just knowing that we are in the midst of a grand new adventure is worth it!
Well, peace till we visit again!
OH! Don't forget to play hot and cold with us! Just add your guess to where we might be going in the comment section.I will let you know if you are hot or cold!
Important stuff I forgot to tell you! Don't wear white for your passport pic you will only be a head in the midst of a white background!This was true for our post office maybe yours is alittle more up class. Just a warning!

Simple Words Round Two.

The first shot at this, I finished my  first post ever and pushed something wrong and poof it was gone! Off on a good foot ya think!
Well here we go again!
Hartley and I were visiting some good friends the other day Jo & Dru Dodson. You will most likely hear more about them in the future.Jo says " isn't it wonderful that we still have an adventure in us".Those simple words came after we dropped the bomb about our new adventure. I am sure somewhere tucked in her words  were(even at our age). So keep your ears open! From those words this Blog was conceived.Simple words can start you on the way to your adventure! This Blog is part of my adventure!
Well,you say, what the hay is your big adventure at your age anyway?
Hartley is going to Bridge Linguatec in Denver for a month to learn to teach English as a foreign language! Here's the link you can check it out Bridge Linguatec.com. He will take intensive training for 10 hours a day and they tell us about 5 hours of study at night! Glad it's him and  not me! That should give you an ideal that we probably won't be staying in the good ole USA. What I am going to do while he is gone to Denver (other than loose 5lbs) is  share with you the process we have to go through to get to where ever we are going to end up!As well as the reasons why we are doing this trek. We have an idea where we will be but I don't want to tell and jinks it! It would be fun for you to start guessing  I'll tell you if your hot or cold! Just put your guess in the comment section. This will be fun! You guys that already have an  insight don't give it up!
In my blog I am going to talk about visas,shots,passports,living accommodations,food,flora and fauna,expats and locals. There will be some hard ones to talk about too like leaving your cat and dog behind and your kids(don't think I put those in the right order)and leaving old friends for a world totally unknown. Even at our age there may be another adventure in us! Peace till next time!

Words simply spoken.