Oh the memories.

So, as you saw in the last post, we sold our T@b trailer and Ava wasn’t the only one kinda sad about it. We only had our little teardrop trailer for about a year but it held so many memories for us.

Like our first trial trip with the T@b to El Capitan State Beach near Santa Barbara, California…
First picture with Tab

… where Ava fell in love with collecting rocks and her dismay to handmade wool hats from Peru.
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Like the time we went on our first real road trip as a family to Catalina State Park in beautiful Tucson, Arizona…
Beautiful Catalina State Park, Tuscon Arizona

… where Ava and I went for our first bird walk, where she fell in love with her bedtime stuffed animal buddy, the prairie doggy, and where she got RSV and had to hospitalized for 8 long days.
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Like when we built up enough courage again to take Ava on another road trip during Mother’s Day weekend to San Clemente State Beach
San Clemente State Park

… where she had a new tent attachment to play in, where she went cave exploring with a couple friends, and where she made another (!) trip to the ER because of a new respiratory illness.
Cave explorers

Hmmm. Two out of three road trips resulted in emergency trips to the hospital. This post isn’t sounding too positive but it all worked out at the end. It wasn’t the T@b’s fault. I swear. I blame the germs at daycare in combination to the dry air of our toasty trailer. We know better now. Warm dry air = bad. Cool humid air = good. Got it. Hey, we might be slow learners but at least we learn.

the end,
marlene

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T@b-less once again.

Mama, please open up the Tab. I want to go on another road trip.
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What? You sold it and we’re driving it to its new home? No! WAH!
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Good bye my Tab. I hope you like your new home.
Waving bye to our Tab

(Sniffle). (Sniffle).
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love,
ava

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Our Crazy Little Plan.

Hi there!

I’m Marlene and I’m tired of wasting time. You see, I send my daughter to daycare, kiss my husband good-bye in the morning and work at a job that makes me (fill in the blank). Any word will do. Go ahead. Try it. (Happy) Yes, I was happy there for many years until my sweet Ava showed up. (Angry) Yes, this place is turning me into a not so nice person sometimes.  (Bored) Yes, it is possible to have read everything on the internet. Twice.

So, you see, it’s time for a change. A big change. I’m tired of missing out on my life. Missing out on what made me fall in love with my husband, Dan. Missing out on what makes my daughter, Ava, smile throughout her day. Missing out on years I have left with my saggy bellied cat, Yoda.

Check this out. Here is what I plan to do. Wait. Let me rephrase that. Here is what I AM going to do. Sell half the crap I own. Throw the other half in my garage. Rent out my lovely little Spanish cottage by the sea. Buy an Airstream. And hit the road. I’m going to travel the country. The entire country.  With my husband, my toddler and my cat. And I am going to blog about it everyday to anyone who wants to listen. This is my chance. And I am going to take it. And write about it. And photograph it. And video it. Everyday. No excuses. Because I don’t want to live with (fill in the blanks) anymore. I want to live. Period.

WHAT: Family living on the road for a year in an Airstream… with a toddler and a cat.

WHEN: As soon as I can figure out if I should keep my beloved 50″ rear projection TV or sell it.

WHY: Because if we don’t do it now, I fear it will be never.

WHERE: First stop, the Alamo. I’m going to find the basement PeeWee Herman never found.

HOW: Well, you’ll have to come back and read our blog to find out how we do it.

Oh, and I guess I should introduce myself and the crew. Hello. Nice to meet you.

Family cheese

And our cat says hello too.
Yoda says oink?

the end,
marlene

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