TOWELS, B-DAY & Boo-Boos
(God is in our everyday)
Before I talk about our jobs at the campground, I have to tell you about Ray’s Surprise Birthday Party. The staff at the KOA (and my sister, who was visiting) helped me pull it off. The look on my hubby’s face told me (and everyone else) he didn’t have a clue.
Decorations (as in the above photo), food, and excellent weather made Ray’s 70th Birthday a very special occasion. And, no, he doesn't look (or act) his age. HA!!!
Now to our jobs. I told my sister after the second day, “No one should have to do manual labor after you’re 65 years of age.” She laughed, but boy, did our bodies hurt. Who knew that folding thousands of towels (I’m not exaggerating) and cleaning toilets could immobilize you?
One night, right after we started the job, we managed to get up into our RV. We lounged in our recliners for a good half hour. I finally looked into the kitchen and said, “I wonder if cans of soup can cook themselves?” HA!!! We survived and lived to tell the tale.
Then our Jeep broke down while we were in the middle of working. Lord, this isn't in our plan.
If you’ve ever doubted - there IS a God. He exists and came to our rescue when the Jeep’s steering went out. We’d planned to travel to the far reaches of Maine that day, but at the last minute we stayed within twenty miles of the campground.
At one point in our trip, Ray made a sharp turn around, and our vehicle made a noise I’d never heard before. The mechanic in Ray said, “We have a problem.” He was able to get us to a town nine miles from home, stopping to put power steering fluid in along the way.
A phone call to a recommended shop doused our enthusiasm. “We can’t get you in for three weeks.” Ray decided to drive to the KOA, and then he’d have it towed and get a rental car the next day.
On our way out of town, the Jeep dealership loomed in the distance. I suggested we stop there to check their prices, knowing it’d be out of our price range. Here is where you can key in heavenly music. They could do it the following week, and they also had rental cars. Hallelujah!!!
They fixed it, and we’re On The Road Again!!! Almost…
Two days before we hit the road, we took a hike to see some seals. In all my years of hiking, we’ve never been on a trail with so many roots. We trudged along, missing them as best as we could.
Both of us were getting tired and discussed turning around. I don’t know what happened, but the next thing I know, I’m flat on my back and my wrist hurts. Owie! I’m positive the animals of the forest heard my colorful vocabulary.
Decorations (as in the above photo), food, and excellent weather made Ray’s 70th Birthday a very special occasion. And, no, he doesn't look (or act) his age. HA!!!
Now to our jobs. I told my sister after the second day, “No one should have to do manual labor after you’re 65 years of age.” She laughed, but boy, did our bodies hurt. Who knew that folding thousands of towels (I’m not exaggerating) and cleaning toilets could immobilize you?
One night, right after we started the job, we managed to get up into our RV. We lounged in our recliners for a good half hour. I finally looked into the kitchen and said, “I wonder if cans of soup can cook themselves?” HA!!! We survived and lived to tell the tale.
Then our Jeep broke down while we were in the middle of working. Lord, this isn't in our plan.
If you’ve ever doubted - there IS a God. He exists and came to our rescue when the Jeep’s steering went out. We’d planned to travel to the far reaches of Maine that day, but at the last minute we stayed within twenty miles of the campground.
At one point in our trip, Ray made a sharp turn around, and our vehicle made a noise I’d never heard before. The mechanic in Ray said, “We have a problem.” He was able to get us to a town nine miles from home, stopping to put power steering fluid in along the way.
A phone call to a recommended shop doused our enthusiasm. “We can’t get you in for three weeks.” Ray decided to drive to the KOA, and then he’d have it towed and get a rental car the next day.
On our way out of town, the Jeep dealership loomed in the distance. I suggested we stop there to check their prices, knowing it’d be out of our price range. Here is where you can key in heavenly music. They could do it the following week, and they also had rental cars. Hallelujah!!!
They fixed it, and we’re On The Road Again!!! Almost…
Two days before we hit the road, we took a hike to see some seals. In all my years of hiking, we’ve never been on a trail with so many roots. We trudged along, missing them as best as we could.
Both of us were getting tired and discussed turning around. I don’t know what happened, but the next thing I know, I’m flat on my back and my wrist hurts. Owie! I’m positive the animals of the forest heard my colorful vocabulary.
And speaking of trails, before we experienced our two boo-boos (Jeep and wrist), we traveled up north to touch the Appalachian Trail. I’m sure I’ve mentioned that I’ve always wanted to walk the 2,198.4 miles. That was until I found out that mice tend to sleep with you.
NO! NOPE! AIN’T HAPPENING!
Yes, I do digress. And we found one of the trails to say we’d touch part of it in Maine. We took a few pictures and could now officially say we’d touched four different spots of the AT and walked some of it.
When we returned to the car that day, a young man came across the road. I knew he was an AT hiker. We talked to him for about a half hour. He said he’d started in Georgia in March and had 100 miles to reach the top of Mount Katahdin in Maine.
I gave him one of my business cards and asked if he’d let us know he made it. Ten days later, I got an email. He’d made it. Congratulations, Alex!!!
Oh, and while we were up north…we saw a moose. Sorry, no photos.
While my sister visited, we all went out on a boat ride from Bar Harbor. It took us around Acadia National Park. The photo above made all of us laugh. Not sure you can see it, but an eagle is on the front steps of the lighthouse. Was he/she coming for a visit? Lunch? Dinner?
All is well. I only sprained my wrist (Thank You, Lord). And during my recovery, we began our travels again. One of our stops was Niagara Falls. It's unbelievable and a must see.
And I can't forget to include pictures of our friends that we visited along the way.
WRITING NEWS:
On September 19, Salt + Sparrow featured one of my devotionals. You can click here to see it. https://saltsparrow.com/devotional-an-answered-prayer/
As always, thanks for reading my ramblings. Remember, I always love to hear from you. And I will answer you back.
Until next time...
Janetta Fudge Messmer - Author of Christian Comedy/Romances
“Turning Life Into Comedy”
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