SharivilleLife stories from Shari

Mar. 9, 2010. Tues.

Late start.  Well I needed awhile to get started, plus a couple cups of coffee.  Anyone who knows me, knows I’m not a morning person. We ate breakfast at the nearest Flying J at about 2 PM.  Being west of the Pecos by now is worse than being east of the Pecos. ( that’s pretty funny, esp my fondness for rivers, the Pecos River was about 3 feet wide,) but at least it had running water.  Probably rare out here in this area. Now being west of the Pecos there isn’t even cactus let alone anywhere to eat.  We were almost into El Paso before we got breakfast.   We drove thru El Paso, that city never ends, there’s houses from mountain to mountain all thru the valley between, as far as the eye can see.  I don’t think I would like to live in El Paso.

We drove on to Las Cruises,  New Mexico, and to Bev and Mike’s house.  ( Tommy’s mom and step dad.)  So I pulled a “Shari”. I had made reservations for the second and third day out.  Then I find that the place I thought was close to Bev’s is actually 50 miles away in Demming,  New Mexico.  Well OK, they looked closer on the map.  So we did a fast visit, I think we did a lot of visiting in 2 to 3 hours.  But we had 3 cats crated in the back seat and a puppy crated in the trailer, and had already driven 350 miles. That’s with a horrific head wind.  Vincent was home and he and Mike showed us their art work.  I’m impressed.  Mike does fantastic things with photos and Vince is into all forms of art work, doing great with mastering  Corel painting, and really doing wonders with photo restoration. They both sell their art work. Lucky me…… I came away with such a nice gift from each of them.  Mike gave me a matted print of an Indian Chief dancing in full regalia, very spiritual and gorgeous.  Vince gave me a print of his Fox Eye.  It was the abstract that was on face book.  He pointed out the various  animals and birds within the painting, sooo fascinating.  Wonderful gifts and  much appreciated .  Bev, bless her heart, since we couldn’t stay for dinner, she sent dinner with us.  Mike’s wonderful, and they were, Chile beans, and Bev made a macaroni salad and some fresh baked brownies,YUM!!

Well Bev, you will get a laugh out of this part.  Not only did I make reservations 50 miles away, but that turned into 72 miles from your house before we finally arrived at our destination at about 8 PM.  You see after we left Demming, it was 3 miles on one road and 3 miles on another and then 7.5 on a gravel road.  When Jerry found out about the gravel road, I thought his head would start spinning.  Jerry hates gravel roads, esp dragging this sled.  By now we had crossed multiple cattle guards, Angie loves those.  We has seen many signs stating Open Range.  At any moment I could picture a very large Brahma Bull  to appear in the headlights.  It was another ” Shari” moment.  It seems I had neglected to read the fine print about the RV Park, the part about the gravel road. Oh well, in trouble again. Of course by now its pitch black way out there in nowhere.  The wind was blowing 60 miles an hr.  and we are looking for Hidden Valley Ranch RV Park on a road clearly marked “dead end road.”  Well we finally came across it, thank heavens, my life was on the line by then.  They told us to just find a place and park it, very layed back they were.  An so you won’t believe it but the place was full of RVs?  Go figure.  A few minutes ago Jerry took Teddy out for a walk and it was snowing, almost like a blizzard with the wind still blowing a gale.  Snowing in March in New Mexico.  So here we are in the middle of nowhere and the phones don’t work and the air card don’t work and of course no satellite for another night.  I’m in big trouble.  Bev – the dinner was wonderful and esp for a snowy night.  Thank you, Thank you so much.