Bernina
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Cleaning.........grrrr.....so I'm going to take a break!
My oil leak is NOT fixed on my truck. It goes back to the shop this week. I got back from Phoenix and noticed the front of the engine was pretty slick with oil, this morning pulled the dipstick out, cleaned it off, re-dipped, and there was absolutely no oil on it. Never heard my tappets clanking on the ride back, had my window open, the engine never over heated, pressure didn't drop....why the engine didn't seize, I just don't know?
Left here Friday at around 10:00am, could smell Phoenix when I got to Black Canyon City, usually it would hit me at New River, guess the wind was blowing North. Marc's place was home base for the weekend....and, damn, he can COOK!
He had "custody" of the "kids" for the weekend, Osa and Bullet (the pups from his previous marriage), I'd go nuts without critters and they took to me from the moment I got there. They got to go everywhere with us except a gig early Saturday morning. :shame:
Had mid day and evening thunder and dust storms, the dreaded "Haboobs"<-----seriously, it's just Arizona storms, why it has to have a name is beyond me.
Saturday morning, Marc had the sound gig in Sun City, that's about all I knew, unload the equipment, run the amps, speakers, equalizers, and hook up the mics, sound board, etc., etc, for a band, and throw some music on while they took their breaks. So, I'm officially a "Roadie"...for the 2nd time in my life, lol! We got there at 5:00 am and there was purple and white balloons, everyone was wearing purple t-shirts, young, old, what I assumed were runners and walkers, and then the big reveal:
Sun City West's 2015 Walk to End Alzheimer's.
Marc's been doing the sound for these walks for years (his mom had Alzheimer's) and I didn't have a clue. And he KNEW exactly what I needed with my dad having dementia: confront it and deal with it. It was really good for me, talking to people, listening to their journeys, very healing.
It's cool having someone who actually LISTENS to what you say, and was raised in the same community with pretty much the same values. Marc had no problem letting me pull my weight and it made me feel like a human being, an equal.
There was an older gentleman who spoke on stage, he's in the middle of his Alz journey, and he thanked me afterwards for being part of the morning's events. He said he hoped the memory of this event, and my long red hair stayed with him as long as possible, he got a kick out of my hustling around the stage like a red tornado. He was a really neat person, looked like Santa Claus.
The band was GOOD. Their music and vocals were tight, and they surprised the heck out of me when they played Prince's "Kiss", and I'm looking around watching these white boys tear it up, wondering where Prince and Sheila E were, lol! Awesome rendition of "My Girl", and a repertoire from soups to nuts, all genres.
No bike riding, wet streets and crazy drivers. Cooked, BBQ'd, played with his pups, reminisced, jumped in the pool, and watched the first 2 Star Wars movies, and boxing (I have missed watching boxing and didn't realize it)...........and he got me a cell phone!!!!!! Insane, a cell phone?!?!?! Yep, he took me practically kicking and screaming into the Verizon store, because, he wants to know I'm safe going back and forth to Phoenix......now how cool is that?
I'm still trying to figure the phone out, but I'll get it wired!
I really wanted to go down again this coming weekend, Marc has one gig with his band, another for the Alzheimer's Walk in Athem, and then 2 others for 2 other bands, but a half tank of gas is a half tank of gas and Kissy is about ready to pop. It was an excellent break from just the stress of getting the last of Don's stuff off the property, and an opportunity to smile and laugh so much my checks still hurt.
No expectations, taking it one day at a time, and just being happy. I can live with that. There's probably a lot more in store for me as this adventure unfolds and I'm ready to embrace it, good or bad.:happydance:
My oil leak is NOT fixed on my truck. It goes back to the shop this week. I got back from Phoenix and noticed the front of the engine was pretty slick with oil, this morning pulled the dipstick out, cleaned it off, re-dipped, and there was absolutely no oil on it. Never heard my tappets clanking on the ride back, had my window open, the engine never over heated, pressure didn't drop....why the engine didn't seize, I just don't know?
Left here Friday at around 10:00am, could smell Phoenix when I got to Black Canyon City, usually it would hit me at New River, guess the wind was blowing North. Marc's place was home base for the weekend....and, damn, he can COOK!
He had "custody" of the "kids" for the weekend, Osa and Bullet (the pups from his previous marriage), I'd go nuts without critters and they took to me from the moment I got there. They got to go everywhere with us except a gig early Saturday morning. :shame:
Had mid day and evening thunder and dust storms, the dreaded "Haboobs"<-----seriously, it's just Arizona storms, why it has to have a name is beyond me.
Saturday morning, Marc had the sound gig in Sun City, that's about all I knew, unload the equipment, run the amps, speakers, equalizers, and hook up the mics, sound board, etc., etc, for a band, and throw some music on while they took their breaks. So, I'm officially a "Roadie"...for the 2nd time in my life, lol! We got there at 5:00 am and there was purple and white balloons, everyone was wearing purple t-shirts, young, old, what I assumed were runners and walkers, and then the big reveal:
Sun City West's 2015 Walk to End Alzheimer's.
Marc's been doing the sound for these walks for years (his mom had Alzheimer's) and I didn't have a clue. And he KNEW exactly what I needed with my dad having dementia: confront it and deal with it. It was really good for me, talking to people, listening to their journeys, very healing.
It's cool having someone who actually LISTENS to what you say, and was raised in the same community with pretty much the same values. Marc had no problem letting me pull my weight and it made me feel like a human being, an equal.
There was an older gentleman who spoke on stage, he's in the middle of his Alz journey, and he thanked me afterwards for being part of the morning's events. He said he hoped the memory of this event, and my long red hair stayed with him as long as possible, he got a kick out of my hustling around the stage like a red tornado. He was a really neat person, looked like Santa Claus.
The band was GOOD. Their music and vocals were tight, and they surprised the heck out of me when they played Prince's "Kiss", and I'm looking around watching these white boys tear it up, wondering where Prince and Sheila E were, lol! Awesome rendition of "My Girl", and a repertoire from soups to nuts, all genres.
No bike riding, wet streets and crazy drivers. Cooked, BBQ'd, played with his pups, reminisced, jumped in the pool, and watched the first 2 Star Wars movies, and boxing (I have missed watching boxing and didn't realize it)...........and he got me a cell phone!!!!!! Insane, a cell phone?!?!?! Yep, he took me practically kicking and screaming into the Verizon store, because, he wants to know I'm safe going back and forth to Phoenix......now how cool is that?
I'm still trying to figure the phone out, but I'll get it wired!
I really wanted to go down again this coming weekend, Marc has one gig with his band, another for the Alzheimer's Walk in Athem, and then 2 others for 2 other bands, but a half tank of gas is a half tank of gas and Kissy is about ready to pop. It was an excellent break from just the stress of getting the last of Don's stuff off the property, and an opportunity to smile and laugh so much my checks still hurt.
No expectations, taking it one day at a time, and just being happy. I can live with that. There's probably a lot more in store for me as this adventure unfolds and I'm ready to embrace it, good or bad.:happydance: