Buuuurrrrrrrrrr! (February 26 - March 4, 2019)
There's a chill in the air. Tolerable, but not exactly what we would consider retirement weather. On our way from Stillwater, we stopped in Oklahoma City for a lunch date with an old buddy of Ted's - from the Spec 4 Mafia. 18 years later and they didn't miss a beat.
On arrival at Ft. Sill, we get parked, pull on our snookies, and get on with set up at the Medicine Creek RV Park on post. A true full hook up (FH) this time!!! Our evening meal is fabulously prepared by old friends - Chicken Alfredo as it was made for me 10 years ago - YUM and Thank you!!!
Our first full day at Fort Sill (Feb. 27th) commences with a lovely breakfast visit, followed by a commissary trip (I really do love the commissaries on post), and an evening Spin class with some Sassy ladies! I'm pooped when I walk back in #theglamper. Those of you who have undergone the spinning experience will know just exactly how much a shower is needed afterwards. Well, the first thing out of Azlan's mouth when I get in is "Mommy! The pipes are frozen!!!".... Crap! Here we go again! After a few failed attempts at finding a shower in the vicinity of the Glamper, we go shower at the gym. We make it through the night using water bottles to flush and brush.
The next day, of course, the water pump also goes out...^_%@&%^&(&%(#&%(#%^(.....@#$%^&^#*&&*........@#%^&&^**(*& - I need to invest in a freaking punching bag so I can unleash my inner beast safely!!! No running water = No #glamping in my opinion. At this point, I start getting bitchy. Ted spends the morning getting us an appointment to get the pump fixed while I went to my very first PWOC (Protestant Women of the Chapel) meeting with my friend. It was quite lovely to learn something new and explore a bit of religion and spirituality. This is something I am struggling with at the moment. I am a believer in God, but there is a lot I don't know and a lot I am skeptical about. Nevertheless, I want to learn and explore this part of life that I have been otherwise dismissive or uninterested about in the past. The evening is spent with another friend for Taco night...we also jumped on the opportunity to do laundry and take showers at his house!
March is here! March. Is. Here. Damn, time flies when you are having fun! Can you believe that we have been on the road for 6 months now!?!?!?!? So, on the first day of March, another good friend I met in Korea comes over and we spend some quality time catching up and sharing our triumphs and tribulations over espresso. We were supposed to go to the gym, but our chat was so good, we opted to stay warm and keep the convo going. So much so, she comes with us on our RV repair adventure. Ted usually drives the Glamper, though this time I wanted to. Not only for the practice, but also because it makes me feel powerful and accomplished being in control of a 28K pound machine. In other words, I feel like a badass driving the rig....that is until a little blue car comes flying in front of the Glamper as I'm pulling out onto a main road. Luckily, I saw it in time and slammed on the breaks.
Side Note: Slamming on the breaks in a 28K pound, 35' rig does NOT feel like hitting the breaks on a car - by any means! My poor friend riding shotgun got a very realistic pucker effect and Azlan was a little shook up, not to mention all the things that went flying inside. Our guardian angel must have been present as we missed a direct hit by inches. Here is the kicker: The blue car stopped around the corner, the driver got out - I asked if she was ok, her response "No, I am freaking out!!!!" and proceeded to flip out and yell at me! She had the audacity to ask "Did you hit me?!?!?"... my response was much kinder than what was going though my head - a simple "Are you serious?!?!?" was sufficient from my perspective (I'm in a giant RV, she's in a blue sports car - enough said). She ranted and raved about my large vehicle and me not seeing her, completely denying the FACT that she was FLYING down the road. Anyways, if it wasn't for my friend and Azlan with me, I would have gotten into my first physical fight since 1985!
I digress, we got propane filled and the water pump fixed (it was a burnt fuse this time). No fights required!
Saturday rolls around and we party as usual! After a fabulous #Zumba class on Ft. Sill, I'm still energized to the nines! That little pink bunny ain't got nothing on the Condits! We set up the cook camp like our pro-camping friends taught us (back in Shreeveport, LA). Unfortunately, the Jambalaya turned out crunchy as we did not account for the extra time it takes to cook brown rice as opposed to white rice. We ate most of it anyways as Conditwater had been free flowing. Ted was in rare form, but me and my girl shut down the Glamper like a champ and the boys carried Ted into a bed. We slept at our 'Chicken Alfredo" friends' house for warmth and running water.
Sunday, March 2nd - I go to Sunday service at #dayspringcommunitychurch which ends up being quite emotional for me. The desire to expand my inner horizon is there, simmering at the surface. We enjoy a leisurely Sunday, to include naps. The weather is beyond what we can comprehend. No running water, no insulated floors, no peace of mind at the Glamper currently. I listen to myself for once and we splurge on a hotel room at the #homewoodsuites. A comfy king bed, lots of pillows, a kitchen with a dishwasher, and running hot water.....I could not ask for anything more at this moment! Breakfast is included with our 2 night stay and we have a solid door between Azlan's pull out couch and our room. The price was steeper than I would have cared for, but since I cared for a warm bed and hot bath, I paid the price. It helps that they offered free beer, wine and food from 5:30pm-7:30pm on week days as it would offset the cost of the room. I had a little extra time with my 'almost RV wreck witness' friend which was absolutely necessary to Uplift my soul. Ted decides to go hike Mount Scott in 15 degree weather. At least I had a yummy warm dinner waiting for him on arrival.
Next stop: TEX-ASSSSSSSS!!!!! We are super exited to get out of the cold but I think a little tiny part of my heart will stay in Oklahoma forever due to the revelations it gave me.
Daisa, Ted and Azlan