You know why it’s been such a long while since I have sat down to blog? It’s because I started a podcast last year by the same name. It’s a very unprofessional podcast much like this blog. I just found it easier to talk out loud than to sit down and type. It lacks pictures and that part I miss but it’s far easier and although I don’t speak eloquently I do speak from the heart. I think if you search “Life in the Wylde West” on several podcast platforms you will discover mine.
We stayed in a sweet little desert cabin for our 27th wedding anniversary and I figured it would be so nice to share a few details of the cozy cabin here. I was so excited when we pulled up to see this big sign of Jesus on the property. None of the Airbnb photo’s on the website included this image. We had a wonderful time, not much to do because the town was shut down due to Covid19. There were markets open, fast food drive throughs and restaurant take out but that was all o.k. by me. I love to just relax and do nothing, I’m really good at it. I took these handful of detail pictures while Rich napped, that’s his favorite thing to do. While he napped I took pictures, drank hot coffee and flipped through some of the books laid out in the stylish home.
I loved how the above image read “weirdo” made me feel as if I belonged. There was a broken record player which kind of bummed me out since I brought records to listen to and Mae the owner had a nice collection as well. It wasn’t her fault, the needle was sitting in the middle of the turntable when we arrived. Some people may not know how to properly care for record players I suppose. The orange, white and pink tin cups were from England and they were probably my favorite little piece in the place. Well the hanging, hippie chairs were great too.
That’s all for now. If you happen to find my podcast don’t let the first episode scare you off, it’s really terrible (lol) they actually don’t get too much better but it’s like a talking diary really. I wanted to move out of California it’s how it all began, my big dream to move out of here until I gave motorcycle man actual chest pains from my ambitious attempts to flee the state. Somewhere between now and then I’ve found joy where we are planted his chest pains have gone away. Covid has introduced me to Her Giving Tree and other kind hearted neighbors have been introduced to us through this pandemic. It’s been the good things to focus on. It made me ask myself “why do I want to move?”
CHEERS!