I Googled the meaning of adventure. The word adventure could be used to describe an unusual and exciting, sometimes hazardous, experience or activity. Hmm, I pondered that for a moment. Quite frankly, I think life’s an adventure it’s just some days are filled with more excitement than others.
It’s been an interesting couple of days around our little home. One might even use the term adventurous to describe our exciting and unusual morning(s).
It was around 4:00 a.m. Wednesday morning as I laid in bed. I wasn’t in a deep sleep, but not necessarily awake. I’m laying on my side with my back to hubby when I feel Al lightly drum his fingers down my arm. Then he rested his hand before continuing the light drumming back up, then down, then gone. As I laid their half asleep yet half awake, I thought to myself…. how strange. He’s never done that before. Oh well, and quickly fell into a deep slumber.
Around 5:30 a.m. I’m awakened by Al’s chuckling. He says, “What are you doing?” Groggily, I responded with a, “What are you talking about”. He says, “You know… that light tickling drumming with your fingers down my arm”. “Honey, I’m laying on my stomach and in this position even the most talented of contortionists wouldn’t be able to even touch your arm let alone roll fingers”.
Say what? Somewhat startled, we quickly became WIDE awake. We swiftly sat up and looked around. Apparently, we weren’t alone. It became obvious I wouldn’t be going back to sleep anytime soon, and thus I got up to start the coffee and frantically looked around for any unwanted guest.
It was a particularly beautiful morning. While looking out the RV bedroom window, I sat in bed having my coffee. The lovely sight of colorful balloons temporarily eased any concerns of a third party in bed with us. It was the perfect day for an adventurous hot air balloon ride. I watched as a dozen balloons floated by. Ah, one day I’ll go up in one of those baskets.
While I was enjoying coffee with a view, Al continued the critter hunt to no avail and eventually we went about our day…. that is until it was time for lunch. Was it the smell of food that finally lured Lorenzo out into the open? The next five minutes unfolded like a scene out of an episode of the Three Stooges as Al and I escorted Mr. Lorenzo Lizard to the nearest exit.
With the bedroom mystery solved, that night we were able to enjoy a good nights sleep… that is until about 3:00 a.m. That’s when Donatella Donkey and her family decided to munch on the weeds next to our RV.
With the beautiful spring weather we’ve enjoyed in Phoenix, we’ve slept with the windows open at night. Therefore, the braying …. hee-haw sound of the donkey right outside our window had Al and me laughing. We literally could hear them pulling the grass and munching, but that braying sound was/is hysterical. And it’s loud.
If you’ve never heard a donkey bray, click here to be entertained. Trust me, it’s worth the click to listen to these guys.
These donkeys aka wild burros casually roam about the desert in the northwest part of the Phoenix valley near Lake Pleasant.
Ah, but our little adventurous encounters didn’t end there. We have the tale of Millie who was so brazenly bold as to mosey from behind my chair over to the slatted vent under the frig all the while exchanging eye contact with hubby….. the hussy!
Once behind the vent, she continued looking at Al for another minute before disappearing. Al found the encounter rather humorous but that didn’t stop him from setting a mouse trap that night. It remained empty the next morning. Perhaps Miss Millie heeded the evacuation notice.
The next day it was time for me to bake. Since I’ve been following a Paleo based diet, I like to keep the freezer stocked with fresh-baked scones or muffins made from almond or coconut flour. I recently purchased a special silicon bagel/donut mold and was looking forward to giving it a try. In an RV, storage needs to be fully utilized. I stow my cookie sheets and muffin pans including the new donut mold in the RV oven when not in use. When I emptied the oven to lite the pilot light, I excitedly reached for my new bagel mold….. “What’s this – crumbs?” Miss Millie Mouse had nibbled on my brand new, never been used silicon donut mold and chewed a hole in one of the rings.To say I was fuming is putting it mildly. Expletives were flying out of my mouth. Words that would make a sailor blush. Millie was immediately sentenced to death via the guillotine. The next day, it was another very early morning wake up for me when a SNAP was heard! Remember, adventure sometimes means hazardous?
So there you have it. Adventure comes in many forms. Just another day in the life of an RV’er and why do things always seem to happen in threes?
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