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Flying Fur From CACA To Austin

We headed east from CACA (California City, CA) with fur flying out the windows of my Chevy Blazer. Really, lots of fur. I was only semi-prepared for the amount of fur that would be flying around. My car had been vacuumed and wiped down in preparation for the trip and I knew there would be fur, of course there would be fur. Frosty is a Great Pyrenees and Lab mix so there is constantly fur everywhere. White fur that clings to every dark item of clothing that I own.

A giant purple blanket was over my back seat and his huge queen sized comforter that is his “dog bed” was on top of that. A large body pillow was tucked underneath to even out the slope of the seats and provide him with a nice soft nest to stretch out on and rawhide chews were tucked into the pouches on the backsides of the front seats within easy reach. He was all set and comfy.

It took me most of the weekend before I left to gather enough clothes to last me until January when I am scheduled to head back from Georgia to California. The heat in California and in Texas where I was planning to stop for my daughter’s reception for a week required warm weather clothing and since there were several events planned in Austin for the weekend reception I needed several outfits so as not to embarrass my daughter (this is all in my head, not what she said). Then there was the fact that Georgia during the winter can get quite cold. Remember the disaster last year when Atlanta got hit by snow? Well I do. So I stuffed my suitcases and a couple of space bags with everything from lightweight Summer clothes to heavy winter clothing and put half of it on the roof rack in a roof carrier. I was once a girl scout and I am using that for my excuse in being over prepared.

Did I mention the part about how I took 2 computers, a monitor and my 32″ TV as well? Oh, ummm yeah. I may be a little crazy. Then there is the fact that my Princess and The Pea pain issues make nearly every bed on the face of the earth painful to sleep on. At home I have a plush pillow top mattress with a 4 inch memory foam topper to sleep on. I have tried everything over the years including air mattresses, in search of something that doesn’t cause additional fibromyalgia pain and this is what I ended up with. It cost me $350 at Bed Bath and Beyond years ago even with my step-daughter’s employee discount. Even that will cause me pain if I sleep too long. Soooo, I rolled up my 4 inch topper and by sitting on it and tying excessive lengths of rope around it, managed to squeeze it into the front half of the roof rack container doohickey. It took my neighbors to lift it onto the roof. Of course it wasn’t until after I had loaded everything on the roof that I discovered the little tag that said, “Water resistant but not waterproof” on the roof rack doohickey. Sigh.

The front passenger seat had my borrowed ice chest with my yogurt and fruit mixture and a bunch of frozen water bottles and ice…..and some extra shoes….and baby wipes for my face and hands….and more bottles of water…..my purse…..my kindle with a couple of audio books and of course my iphone with more audio books and the extra chargers for both the kindle and the iphone.

I was completely packed in but Frosty was quite comfy. The plan was to make the first day the longest drive day since my energy levels should be better on the first day. Please note that I said SHOULD.

There are no shoulds. They just don’t work. There is only reality. The reality of having fibromyalgia is that you may feel okay one minute and the next be knocked on your butt with exhaustion. Then there is the issue of my back and long distance driving. I tried my best to prepare for everything and used a lumbar support to try to maintain a proper posture. I only partially succeeded with everything.

Fuel stops and potty stops became my focus. How far could I go before I had to stop and could I manage without a bathroom until I needed fuel. I had packed some tea for a caffeine fix since I had been trying to quit my Coke Zero habit. I had also packed up some apples and carrots for snacks but somehow managed to leave that bag back at home. I didn’t discover that until I was almost in Arizona. Ah well. Shit happens. I had also packed that with cans of tuna and some mayo. I am fairly sure I left the packed bag in the fridge but there is a possibility it is sitting decomposing on my kitchen counter. I guess I will find out in January when I go back home.

I started to get really hungry. No doubt this is because I had just discovered I HAD NO FOOD. Doh! So I decided to make a stop and get some lunch.

Somehow, without even knowing where I was going, I landed at Churiaco Summit, CA and the home of the General Patton Memorial Museum. Frosty was salivating more than I when we smelled the smell of grilling hamburgers. I ran into the Foster’s Freeze and grabbed a burger for me and a patty for Frosty and ran back out to the car. I wasn’t about to sit inside and eat with Frosty alone in the hot car. I jumped in and drove to the parking lot of the museum where you could clearly see a pretty awesome collection of tanks and WWII era vehicles including a fire truck. As we sat munching I looked up to see something that tickled my funny bone.

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They obviously take their littering seriously in Chiriaco Summit, if you don’t obey they threaten you with a TANK! Other places just fine you.

It was a cute little spot to stop at and I am actually planning on a longer stop on my way back since the temperatures will be cooler and I will be able to leave Frosty in the car for a few minutes longer. There was a cute little souvenir shop that had all sorts of shiny things to linger over and I would really like to go through the museum. January will be a perfect time to do some wandering there and I shall make sure not to litter!

Chasing My Tail

A million things to do

Clothes to pack

Dog fur everywhere

Where is that clothes brush?

More hours are needed

My thoughts are scattered

So is my underwear

How many hats?

What will fit in each bag?

Roof rack?

Sleep, I need some of that

More dog fur

My clothes are going to smell like dog

Tires rotated

Oil changed

To wash or not the car?

Vacuum the seats or just another blanket?

Ice chest?

Food, real food, no junk

Coffee, tea, caffeine a must

Trail Mix and audiobooks

The adventure is close

Sleep first

I think I’ll try some of that

91 Days Left Of My 100 Day Challenge & The Adventures of Grynnie and Frosty

When I first read Matthew Trinetti’s There are 100 Days Left In 2014, I was blindsided by the rush of creativity that opened up in my mind. His original article was written when there actually were just 100 days left in 2014 but since I didn’t read it on the day he posted it, it was a few days later so I changed that 100 days left in 2014 to be a 100 day challenge for me to re-boot my life and recharge my creative side. I had just started blogging and was tip toeing through Blog 101 so my challenge to myself was to be creative every day, whether that was an artsy craftsy sort of thing or creating a blog post or story. I knew that I was soon going to be traveling on an “adventure” that was going to cover several months and was tentatively scheduled to be ending around January 3, 2015, so it all fit for me. The pieces slid into place and my mind exploded.

Really that is kind of what it felt like. I felt this total rush of creativity, ideas and colors warred in my brain. I began dragging out the pots and vases that I wanted to use for gardening and floral arranging, I spent hours with a special tool breaking down tiles for mosaics and throughout it all ideas for blog posts and stories flowed through my consciousness.

Some of my ideas require a bit of thought since my body isn’t always up to what my mind wants to do. That might be an understatement. My body is kind of like the lemon of a car bought brand new that breaks on the first day out of warranty. Only my warranty ran out when I was 39 and about to turn 40. Poof. All the parts were kaput. Sigh. All water under an old bridge now. I have spent the last 14, nearly 15 years coming to terms with my limitations.

I now have blisters on my hands from the hours spent breaking those tiles into smaller chunks for the mosaic pots I want to make but I haven’t been able to do the actual gluing and grouting. It is kind of hard to do in a semi-reclined position and since my back has decided this whole “sitting” thing is going to cause my legs and feet to go numb….well it has been a struggle. So I have managed to throw my creative juices into my blogging and reading up on other people’s blogs and on things like formats and following, tagging and categories and all the good stuff I can learn from others. It seems that the artistry that is banging around in my head and is trying to escape is going to have to be patient and play along with my defective body. I will get those projects done, but at a bit of a slower pace. Baby steps. The time spent in my garden and puttering about with my plants when my body could handle it allowed me times to create in my mind. I think of stories and experiences and have lot of thoughts flying about, some worth pursuing and others not really worth much bother at all.

I now have 91 days left of my 100 day challenge and I also have a clearer idea of where I am headed. I have been spending time creating with my garden, propagating plants and researching for next spring but I am actually wrapping things up here for this year. My plants are going to be passed on to others to water for the next couple of months and I will be leaving California in just a few short weeks. The time puttering about helped me plan. There are garden projects that I have spent time researching about and will end up becoming part of my blog once I return from my adventure. Their time hasn’t come yet but I can see the bones of the articles, a framework to be filled in come spring along with the flower and vegetable beds and planters.

So, on to phase 2 of my 100 Day Challenge. Tomorrow will leave me with 90 days left of my challenge and just 15 days left before I leave California City, California (yeah, yeah, that can be abbreviated into CACA and in some ways suits the place) and head out in my old Chevy Blazer, with nearly 300,000 miles on it mind you, and start driving to the Atlanta, Georgia area. Wooo Hooo! I am not moving there, but I am going to be taking an extended vacation there that I have been planning with a very good friend for a couple of years now. My friend is eager to introduce me to his girlfriend and family and I have been hearing about all of them for years now so it is past time to meet them. He is in a much better financial situation than I am so he is picking up my tab. I had to struggle with this for a bit and actually cancelled the trip in the past but as I mentioned before, things just seemed to slide into place and I decided to go for it. Umm yay me?

I am of course taking my trusty laptop with me and am very excited about the prospect of recording my adventures. I won’t be traveling alone, although that would probably be easier since my traveling companion is a 120 lb. lap dog and he doesn’t drive too well. Traveling with a dog can be challenging and traveling with a pony sized dog even more so, but I am actually really looking forward to it. Hopefully I will be able to record some useful tips for others planning on traveling with their furry family members. I have traveled with dogs before, largish dogs but not quite as large as Frosty. Already I have eliminated a lot of places for overnight stays because they limit your dog to a whopping 30 lbs…..gee do you think they would notice the extra 90 lbs?

I have already spoken to my pain doctor, my neuro surgeon and my primary care doctor and have been given a somewhat grudging approval to make the trip. Actually I think they all figured there was no way they were going to be able to prevent me from giving it a shot so they are working with me to make sure I have the proper medications with me and that I don’t end up stranded thousands of miles from home with no meds.

My youngest daughter recently got married in a small intimate setting in Costa Rica. She and her husband planned a reception in their home in Texas and well gee, that just happens to be “on my way” to Georgia. Again, the pieces were all just dropping into place. As I was busy pouring over the various pinterest pages on arts and crafts and gardening, my daughter was posting to pinterest as well with ideas for her reception. I took all of those pages in alongside my gardening ideas. When she brought up me showing up a tad earlier than the rest of the guests to help her with the decorating….well I jumped on that and yet another piece fell into place. Nothing could make me happier than to help her with her reception.

To ease everybody’s stress levels I have been working on a dog sitter for the time of my daughter’s reception and the few days before it and after. I had visions of every comedy movie involving a dog…..dog chases cat through buffet line….dog jumps on wedding cake etc.  As my background picture indicates, I have already had experience with Frosty’s fantastic reach on counters when there is food involved. Thanksgiving a couple of years ago he licked the top of one of the apple pies my granddaughter had made…..or rather he was caught standing above the darn thing looking guilty….it had been on top of the microwave which itself was on top of a high counter. He is taller than me when he stands on his hind legs. Once when I had to be out of town for a week a friend watched him and lost a sandwich and an entire tub of butter to Frosty’s counter grazing ways. I was just glad that Frosty didn’t end up with umm, intestinal distress…..Okay, I was glad he didn’t poop like his turds were greased lightning.

So I found this great app called Bring Fido and a website called Rover.com, that I will be talking about in blog posts in the near future. Monday will be the finalizations for the first leg of the trip and the first installment of the adventures of Grynnie and Frosty. Stay tuned for more canine travel tips and our grand adventure to Georgia.