Day 31 - Our last day in Stanley...

Sunday July 31st was our last day in Stanley. We woke up and meandered over to Isa's cabin to find our friends from Langhorn Slim hanging out trying to find out what to do for the day. Some of the band members were heading back to their hometowns until they headed on to their next tour destination. Sean the singer and Jeff the bassist where remaining on for the day to see the sites and play a little jam party at the local Peaks and Perks coffee stand. We invited Jeff to join us for an afternoon of fun. We begun our day with a trek down to the local hot springs, Sunbeam Hot springs. The springs are located off of I-75 east of Stanley about 15 miles. It is a natural spring along the Salmon river and offers a few river bed pools formed by natural river rocks. We all trekked down and found a solo pool uninhabited and jumped in. The water was extremely hot in spots that were briskly cooled by the chilly river water. It was beautiful and sweet, we all used the river sand as exfoliant to give ourselves a good scrub. Jeff was right at home with our mud and sand therapy! After a good soak we drove off to Redfish Lodge for an afternoon of music on their lawn, a nice singer named Carrie Rodriguez. It was beautiful weather and the crowd was a nice mix of hold over festival peeps and Stanley vacationers. I reserved us a nice place on the lawn up front and waited for Isa and crew to arrive. It was a different vibe then they crew wanted so after the first set we decided to head back to town and find the jam party at the coffee stand. When we arrived, it was just getting going so we decided to go back to the cabins and come back after dark. It was nice to finally chill at the cabins along the riverside and enjoy the peacefulness of the Sawtooths. When we later returned we found Jeff and Sean jamming with a few other musicians and had an intimate show with about 40 other people. The owners of the coffee stand regularly put on this party the day after the festival for the remaining band members and local musicians. It was a very nice event with free beverages and music. I had the 2 boys and my boxer dog in tow so after an hour or so, I knew it was all they could take. The boys didn't have much to do and my dog got into a bit of a scuffle with a husky, so we returned to the cabins once again. I felt that my Stanley adventure had reached it's peak of satisfaction and I was ready to get to bed early. The next day we were driving on to make our way home. It had been a long month on the road and all's I could think about was home. I missed my bed and my cat, who had lost her brother while we were gone. Home was calling and I was ready to answer. It feels equally as good to leave as it does to return. Funny as it may be, there is no place like home. My adventure of a lifetime was nearly over and I was so thankful for the opportunity. I don't know if I'll leave for this long again but I am extremely happy I was able to manifest this gift. Spending a summer with your children is a precious gift, one I will cherish for a lifetime.

Thank you for going on this journey with us, I plan to continue writing about our future adventures, challenges, and conquests.
Please stay tuned for more! Including back to school, winter break and more!!!

Be a Lionheart at heart!!!

xoxo!

Day 29 and 30 - The Festival...

The last few days in Stanley were amazing! We spent Friday afternoon on an incredible horseback ride with our new friend, Jeannie. We took all 7 of us out for an hour ride above Redfish Lake in the warm sunlight. We made a late afternoon reservation and our awesome guide told us funny stories, sang us songs, and gave the boys directions such as, "Straighten up and get that horse moving!" Jax and Columbus did pretty well considering it was the first time in the saddle alone without a lead rope. The views were spectacular and stunning and we couldn't ask for a better ride. Jeannie was nice enough to book us the last ride of the day so she extended it by a half hour. After our ride was over we had to scurry back to the cabins to get ready for the first night of the festival. This was my first time attending the festival so I didn't quite know what to expect. I have been to several in California including 10 years of Reggae on the River. This was the 6th year of this festival growing from a few local bands jamming together with the local river guides to over 3000 attendees and a dozen or more bands from Colorado to Oregon. Upon arriving we saw a huge stage set up against the majesty of the Sawtooth's! I have never seen a better backdrop for a show!! We entered and trekked around looking for a friend of Isa's who had rockstar camping on the grass of the concert bowl. I was able to locate her by Isa's description, "She looks like she could be our sister, ok." She was right, there Jennifer was with her rugged camo shorts, tank top, blonde hair and cowboy hat. I introduced myself and the next thing we knew, we were set up with our tent in front of hers. There were plenty of vendors selling burgers and wraps, and a few selling twirly toys for the boys. The first band was pretty good, kinda a twangy knee slapping sound, then a band that sounded like Johnny Lang followed by a blown out performance by More Than Lights! If you like Black Eyed Peas with a lot more funk, soul, and reggae, these guys and gal are the bomb!! That party was moving and swaying with even a little crowd surfing going on. We ended the night after the show returning to our cabins down the road for a little late night giggle and well needed sleep.

Saturday started off slow but I wanted to get back up to the festival to check on our stuff we had left the night before, but not until we stopped at The Stanley Backing Co. for a delicious breakfast. The weather had been fairly hot up until now and I thought I wouldn't be able to handle a whole 12 hours out in the blazing sun. While we were enjoying our scrumptious meal, the clouds began to roll overhead. Stanley Backing Co. is almost always packed with a line extending out into the road. So needless to say, we were sitting outside as the sprinkles came down. We noticed a few people picked up their food and headed for cover but not us. We were too hungry to move and seeing how the food had just arrived, we were in the midst of a serious food session. The sprinkles turned into pelting rain but that did not detour us. Why? Why we are Lionhearted of course! (Jax grimaces whenever I say that line ;<0) After breakfast the rain slightly subsided and we headed up to the festival. The cool cloud cover quickly turned into burning sunshine that we thought would never relent. The bands that started off the day were very fun, including our personal favorite, The Snook Twins. By mid afternoon the sun was beaming down on us and we had little shade cover. Then almost out of nowhere came a thunder storm with dark clouds, lightning, and cool rain. We were so happy to have a few moments of shade and dampness, then the blaring sun returned. We hung out dancing and frolicking until again suddenly, a black ominous sky was lurking in the distance. On stage arrived the show's promoter warning us to stay away from the stage at least 50 feet due to coming lightning. She began to tell us that the safest place for us was in our cars but not to worry, the show was just being delayed not cancelled. So we gather as much stuff as we can and take off for the car. I have never been in such a storm, the rain was sideways with flashes of light every few seconds. Mind you, we are on an open field at a very high elevation where lightning typically touches down. The boys and I huddled in our car and decided we weren't going back, there was no way the show would go on....

We all retreated to our cabins once again and waited out the storm. By this time it was 9 pm and it wasn't going anywhere fast. Around 11 pm, I was awoken to Isa and Anouk trying to sneak out the cabin, "Hey, wait for me!!" I said as I jumped out of bed. We had heard a few bands that played earlier where playing at some of the local taverns so we were off on our next big adventure to find some music. We made our way to downtown and found our friends waiting to get in to the Rod and Gun Saloon to hear Langhorn Slim play. They were the festival headliners that were being relocated to the tavern. When we finally made it in, the band was standing on a small platform in the corner surrounded by a hoard of fans. They had been kicked off the main stage because the bar's regular Saturday night crowd wanted to listen the the jute box. Then the band was moving the jam out into the streets and there was word that the festival was back up and running on generators. As we were standing in the street, I noticed the band looked a lot like a group of guys I had seen hanging out earlier at our cabins. I had said hi to them while I was taking my dog out for a moment of relief. I had also passed this guy in the parking lot that I thought looked like a funky fisherman with his goofy cap, high waters and boots. Little did I know, the band was staying in the cabins next to us! So I went up to one of them and said, "Hey! Your our neighbors down at Jerry's!" They quickly recognized me and in the scramble to figure out what to do, I offered that we all go back to our cabins and have our own little jam session. However, they were obligated to the show promoters to give it a try up at the festival. Off we all went, with the bassist Jeff tagging along in Isa's minivan for a ride. It was now hitting midnight and we picked up a few stragglers hiking up the hill to the festival. After getting lost amongst a slew of tent sites, we finally made our way onto the main lawn. There we found our Hailey friends, Jennifer and Rebecca hanging at their rockstar campsite along with a 100 or more hardcore show goers watching a band play from the back of a pick up truck. The band playing was the second headliner, Free Peoples. They were rocking out with colored lights hanging from the back of the truck for lightening. What was intended to be a large concert with thousands of people, turned out to be a private show for only a few lionhearted souls willing to brave the storm! We hung around until I finally had to give in and ask Isa to take me back to the cabins. Then off Anouk and Isa went, back to the festival until twilight. I was so wound up I had a hard time falling asleep, but sleep sounded like such a sweet song to me right now. It's been an incredible 2 days, what a wild and fun ride! I have one more day in Stanley before heading home. What adventure will tomorrow bring??

Day 28 - Hello Stanley...

Woke up on Thursday morning and looked out into the bright blue sky above the Sawtooth Mountain Range. It is absolutely gorgeous here! I meet up with Isa and the girls and we decide to go explore a little lake they found off on a dirt road the day prior. We take a 25 minute drive down 75 towards Galena and take a right heading to Petite Lake. After eating a few miles of dust we arrive at a beautiful serene lake with glass for water. It is crystal clear and reflect the Sawtooth's like a photograph. We spend the afternoon relaxing and looking for rocks, while Jax and Columbus find a couple of logs to float on. We head back into town but not after a quick stop to check out Redfish Lodge and Lake on our way back. This lake is a local legend and named after the blood of the sockeye salmon after it makes it's long trek back from the Pacific to spawn. Then we head back for a nap and to get ready for the street dance. We hear a band named The Trisha's from Austin are playing. We get down to the street dance and wander in to this block long dirt road also know as downtown Stanley. I am instantly greeted by Jeannie from the party crash the night before. I am surprised she recognizes me because it was so dark the night before. But she does and gives me a huge hug and waves over Sonia. We feel like long time friends and so welcomed in this town of 100. After the dance we take the kids back to the cabins and return downtown to join the open mic at The Kasino Club. It is an interesting mix of young country kids, early festival arrivals, and good 'ol boys. It was nice to see the Trisha's join in on the open mic and sing a few songs including ACDC's "Big Balls" Totally fun and hilarious! I scope out the pool table for some local shooters and quickly get myself into a game. I won the first one but was beat by a local dude that was extremely drunk but could still shoot as straight as an arrow. Well, we're all tried so we head back for some sleep before our big day on Friday, which is the first day of the Sawtooth Music Festival. My head was still buzzing from all the action when it hit the bed, I did my best to get a good night's sleep. Oh, and it is also Anouk's 25th birthday tomorrow so we have to celebrate with her like good Aunties do!

Day 27 - Goodbye Missoula...

I have been off the grid since leaving Missoula on Wednesday, July 27. I will try to catch you up with the last week as quickly as possible. Leaving Missoula is never easy. It is just such a cool and easy town. I agreed to meet my Mom one more time down at Caras Park for the Out to Lunch event. Jax and I also wanted Columbus to experience the Carousel, Dragon Hollow and Brennan's Wave. We arrived around 11 and had a bite to eat and then showed Columbus the sites including the Herky Jerky's. After a few pictures with mom and a long hug goodbye, we were off to meet up with friends in Stanley, Idaho. The drive from Missoula to Stanley is only about 4 hours and is incredibly scenic. You pass through Hamilton and Darby before heading over the Lost Trail Pass. After that you are in Idaho and the landscape instantly changes. You no longer feel on top of the world with a vast sky above. The hills become less green and cast more of a desert feeling. This is the land of Lewis and Clark. The explored Idaho and southern Montana and there are plenty of historical landmarks to stop and read. Once you hit Salmon, Idaho and head towards Challis, you turn west on 75 and follow the Salmon River all the way to Stanley. Here the landscape becomes plush and rich with river life. I love the drive into Stanley from all directions; Challis from the east, Boise from the west, and Sun Valley from the south. We arrived in Stanley around 4 pm and went to find our friends at the cabin. They had not arrived yet so we waited a few and then we were reunited. I haven't seen my best friend Isa in a month and it was a warm welcome. We immediately got down to business, monkey business that is! We started in with a glass of wine and a few laughs and before you knew it, we were crashing the bonfire party across the street. I heard the guitar playing and saw the fire, and thought, "We should go over there." So Twyla, Isa's 17 year old daughter and her friend Tatianna agreed to come with me. We told the other's we'd whistle back for them if it looked fun. So here we are, me and two 17 year olds, wandering into a small intimate party of about 7 people. 2 of them were young handsome cowboys playing their guitars. One of them looked like a young Elvis but sounded like Johnny Cash. The other people turned out to be Sonia, the president of the Chamber of Commerce and Jeannie, the head wrangler for Mystic Saddle Ranch. We were welcomed in with open arms, especially after sending the 2 girls in first to ask, "Can we join your party?" Those 2 young cowboys had no problem with that! The girls borrowed their guitars and played a few lovely songs for all of us. Eventually Isa and Anouk walked over because I forgot to whistle. We all stayed up way past our bedtime and had an amazing first night. Before leaving to head back to our cabin, Sonia had told me about the Stanley Street Dance the next day and invited us to come. Off we went to bed with another amazing day under our belts!!

And there are more to come...

Day 26 - Hitch in my giddy-up

I woke up yesterday morning with a touch of a sore throat. I didn't think much of it since I have been suffering with allergies all this time and just thought it was related to that. So we headed off to Seeley Lake for a nice windy day of boating. There were severe white caps on the lake when we arrived and it was blustery cold. We headed down to the water regardless, 'cause why? Why we are Lionhearted of course! My brother launched the boat and away we went. It started to mellow out and as we entered a calmer channel of water, it was actually kinda nice! We put the boys in the water to tube and found ourselves a nice beach head after that to relax on. The sun came out of the clouds and the wind died down to a gentle warm breeze. It really turned out to be a nice day after all, except that scratchy sore throat was not going away. As the day turned to evening it grew stronger, and then the head congestion followed by pressure. *#@%!!!!!! I began to exclaim, "I don't want to be sick, I still have a week ahead of me and meeting up with my best friend in Stanley!" So back at the house it was zicam, chinese herbs, ginger tea and bed. I had a rough night sleep due to not being able to breathe and having razor blades in my throat. I just hoped it would be gone by morning....

At the first sign of light I was awake. My eyes were swollen and puffy and I'm thinking, sinus infection. But before I could check out the web for a local clinic to get into, I get a call from my neighbor. She informed me that my less than 1 year old kitten was killed on the road near our house. We live on a small ranch off a busy country road that is the main thoroughfare into town. The road has claimed the lives of many beloved ranch pets over the years, but I am truly saddened that it took one of ours so soon. I now more than ever want to return home to check on my other kitten and be there for her. It is an odd feeling to be away when an animal dies. You can't fathom it and even now, I somewhat don't think it was my kitty. I won't ever be able to see him with my own eyes, not that I would have wanted to. However, it helps you to know that it is final. My son and I said a prayer and hugged tearfully for a moment.

Then, back to what I was doing. I found the Missoula Now Care clinic in the mall and give them a call. They accept walkins only, so off I head to the mall. (Yes the clinic is in the mall) I get checked out by the Dr. on duty, a young woman perhaps in very early 30's. I tell her my symptoms etc., and she explains to me that is just sinusitis and not yet an infection. If it doesn't go away in more than 48 hours then it may turn into an infection. So for those of you that want to get meds for an early stage cold, wait for a few days. According to her, every cold starts out as viral but if it doesn't go away within a few days, it's now bacterial. So, she prescribed me antibiotics in case I need them in a few days. I will be traveling for the next week and then I start work the week I return. Can't call in sick after a month of vacation, now can I?? After my visit I couldn't decide if I should just go back to bed or spend my last full day doing something wonderful. I chose something wonderful.

I talked the boys into going back to Quinn's Hot Springs. It is a magical place and I couldn't wait to get back. I felt the healing waters and warmth would be good for my emotions, sinuses and body. After the 1 hour drive to get there, I jumped into the water with a giant,"AWWWWWWWWW!" It was like jumping into a big warm hug from someone like Santa or perhaps Buddha. The boys really enjoyed the experience and we took turns going from one pool to the next and even doing a little Watsu. We spent a lovely 3 hours there floating, lying in the sun and a nice little meal followed by more floating and then a nap. On the drive home, I remembered Ketty telling me about a wonderful place called The Garden of a Thousand Buddha's. She had mentioned it might be something I'd like to do next year since I was on my last day. Then I see the town of Arlee, which was where she said it was. I called my brother and he looked up the directions and off we went to see it. It is still under construction but it looks like it is going to be fabulous. And halfway between Missoula and Quinn's Hot Springs makes it in the most perfect location. It is fairly unmarked on a random road off the interstate about 1 mile. It really just looks like a farm with rolling grassy knolls and a dirt driveway. As we pulled in I thought, "Is this someone's house?" There was a ranch home with a few people on the porch who didn't seem to mind that strangers just pulled in. They just went about their business as we entered what looked like a labyrinth in the making. In the middle is an incredible shrine that was being sculpted by an artist as we watched. It was a breathtaking experience and I am glad I was able to see it in the making. Then back on the road to Missoula because I've got to pack up the cruiser and get ready to hit the road tomorrow, plus I am exhausted!!!

It was a worth while day and I'm glad I muddled through my sickness and sadness, or what us Montanians say, "It's just a hitch in my giddy-up!"

Day 21, 22, 23, 24 and 25 - Adventures await...

Since hiking the "M" I have found myself looking for my next big adventure. What that is, is right around the corner. We are on our last leg of our vacation in Missoula and heading off to Stanley, Idaho for the Sawtooth Music Festival in a few days. So the last few days that I haven't written I have basically been preparing for my departure and getting back on the road. For the most part though, I have been quite lazy. Sleeping in late, getting coffee at 11 am, running around town and hitting up the few last spots I'd like to see while I'm here. Today we picked up Jaxson's best bud, Columbus. We flew him in to join us on our drive back and to meet up with friends in Stanley. He arrived on time without a hitch and we whisked him off to see a few sights in Missoula. Our first stop was Wholesale Sports, where you can buy anything for the outdoor adventurist. We saw every color of camo gear, fishing tackle, and mounted prize you can imagine. Then a brief visit to Fort Missoula and their Museum. This place is amazing! Every war story and artifact displayed for your appreciation and gratitude. If you can say that, all wars are a painful reality of where we've been to where we are. Why they exist or have happened I don't know, but somehow it is the human condition to struggle, battle and overcome. Even within our own minds. It is inevitable and the process of life. I hope someday we will not need this in any form. It was a very educational day to see what others have been through to give us the gifts and freedoms we have today. Then back to the house for an early meal and off to the ball game! Oh my dear Osprey's, you knocked it out again with a 7 to 4 win and a lead to the pennant! It was a great day watching the boys scream and jump at a chance to catch a fly ball! Nothing like a hometown minor league!!

Tomorrow, we continue showing Columbus around Missoula and take him to all our favorite places. I am eager to meet my dear friend Isa and her girls in Stanley for the music festival. We will be staying 5 nights along the Salmon River in some of the most majestic landscape I have every seen. I long to reunite with my chosen kin, my dear friends. I love my family, they chose me, and I love my friends, I chose them. I am also eager to return home, I am now getting a bit homesick. Although I think I could live my life on the road, I miss my stuff and the beauty that surrounds me. I could live without all the stuff for sure, but it's still nice to see it and fall into it's comforts. But another day, or week is alright by me!

Day 20 - On top of the world...

I've been wanting to hike the Missoula "M" every time I've come up here, but it always seemed so daunting. It is a straight vertical climb consisting of 17 switchbacks to an elevation of over 600 feet. As I set out on the trail, I became severely out of breath at the first leg. I am thinking,"Whoa, I am out of shape! I don't know if I can do this!" But I continue on, resting at each switchback. As I see older women and small kids with their parents battling past me, I am even more determined. I get about half way up and I have to stop in the middle of the trail while 2 younger girls pass me and I say out of breath, "It's my 1st time..." They ask me where I am from and I say, "California" and they say, "Well, it's the elevation, it's harder for you." And I think, "Yes, that's right..." Well I huff and puff and make it to the next switchback. Only a few more to go and I am this far now so I've got to continue. Finally I reach the bottom of the "M" HOORAY! Then my gf Kettie tells me, "We have just one more to go to get to the TOP of the "M". Oh, ok what's one more at this point. As we reach the top I am overcome with exhilaration and a sense of accomplishment! And the view isn't bad either! You can see all around the Missoula valley floor from all directions. It was a beautiful clear day with the perfect amount of breeze to cool us off. As we started our decline, Jax took off running. He ran down the trail like a marathon runner. I was so amazed at his physical strength and willingness to attempt this hike. We were passed by several women running up and then back down and up again. What inspiration it was to see such physical and mental strength. One young man was hiking up it carrying a backpack and two 20 pound weights in his arms. He looked like he was in extreme pain but filled with determination. After finishing our hike I wanted more but my legs were shaking. I am hoping to climb it again today or tomorrow. This trip has represented a lot of things for me; overcoming my mental obstacles and fears, believing in myself and my strength, and letting go. I felt completely at ease on top of that mountain. It was great moment. I thank my coach, Kettie for her encouragement and my brother Dudley for sharing the struggle with me. I can't wait to go again!!!

Day 19 - Girl time...

So I have been away from my BBF's for over 3 weeks and I tell you, it's really starting to wear on me. I am surrounded by the greatest group of girlfriends a girl can ask for and for that, I am so grateful! Today I needed a little TLC so I booked myself a spa day at The Spa at the Peak. I had a wonderful massage by Lori who pampered me with her gently soothing touch. She was firm and worked out all the knots in my neck and shoulders without making me wince. It was a nice prelude to my evening which was supposed to be at Steel Pulse concert with my new Missoula BFF, Kettie. Unfortunately, it was cancelled last minute. Instead I took her and my brother out to dinner. We tried to go to The Iron Horse but it was completely packed! Downtown Missoula on a Tuesday night in a thunderstorm is buzzing with action! Then we walked through the alley to another place call the The Depot. It was nearly just as packed but we managed to find an open table.The food was so so but the conversation and companionship was 5 stars! I really needed a day like today, I miss my girls and this was just what I needed. Tomorrow I am meeting up with an old friend from Sweden I lost touch with and wouldn't you know, she happens to be vacationing in Missoula! This place brings so many people together for so many different reasons. I look forward to my last week in Missoula beginning tomorrow. It has been just over 3 weeks, I didn't realize July had 5 weeks in it! I still have 2 more to go!!! What an mazing life I am living right now! This will be one summer to remember, thank you all for sharing it with me!!!

Day 17 and 18 - Family Matters...

I had a fabulous time soaking in the healing waters at Quinn's Hot Springs. It is a beautiful place nestled up under a mountain side along the Clark Fork River. It is a charming setting with log cabins, a tavern, and a restaurant. The pool, which is a series of several smaller pools set at different temperatures, offers something for everyone. It has a hot hot pool at 106º, a couple mid temp ones, an arctic plunge, and a cool swimming pool. The waters contain 6 minerals; silica, magnesium, calcium, potassium, sulfate and iron. I sunk right in to those pools with every intention of pure healing and relaxation. Later in the afternoon we joined the owner André and his wife Jessica for an art exhibit and wine and cheese reception. Jessica is an artist and displays her paintings at the hot springs. It was a very lovely afternoon as I sampled cheeses from around the world and regional wines from Washington and Oregon. Being a Californian, I feel I am spoiled with our state's wines but I was pleasantly surprised by a wine from Washington called 14 Hands. What a beautiful story this winery has! The name is inspired by the spirit of the wild horses of Washington State. I truly enjoyed a lovely afternoon of culture in the middle of basically nowhere. I was transported to areas all over the world and was everywhere and nowhere all at once. Then more soaking into the evening followed by late night story time with Jax and a good night's sleep.

The following morning I was greeted by my mom with a sweet good morning and apology for her behavior the day before. My mom dearly loves all of her children and only wants the best for us. She has lived a very versatile life, first married with young children, to a swinging divorced mom with teenagers. She has been there, done that if you get my drift. It is hard for her to see us behaving as she did when she was young. You know, drinking and carrying on like the life of the party. I think she forgets that some of us still have a little more oats to sow before we turn in our saddle. She means well but somehow I always feel like I am just not good enough, not the person she wishes I could be. I am returned immediately to an adolescent feeling scolded by a parent. I don't think we ever escape the family dynamic no matter how old we are. Her mother did it to her, she does it to me, and I most likely will do it to Jax. What is this lesson we have to learn about our parents? Do they ever just accept that this is who we are? It is hard to let go that, what was their life is not what will be our life. We all make our own decisions and have freewill. Life is your own experience, as are any results from those experiences. It is a rare gift to be non-judgemental for anyone and about anyone. We all do it, wether it's that slow driver or hat turned sideways youth. It's hard to just take a deep breath and let go of that judgement and say to yourself, "It's their life, not mine." This is my lesson I will take with me as Jax becomes a young man. To watch him grow and make good decisions even though I know some of them won't be the decisions I would have made, and some of them may even be horrible! To do my best to be non-judgemental and give support when asked. It may be tougher that I can imagine, but that will be my life experience to live when I arrive there. Only when we are there will we know where we have been. Life is a journey, like this road trip. I can only be here now and then there tomorrow. One day at a time, experiencing my life as I gently observe other's.

Mom- I know you will be reading this...
I love you and you still are my hero, I hope I am your's too!
xoxo
your baby girl

Day 15 and 16...Floating and Healing

It's been a few days again, time is slowing down. I spent the last 2 days relaxing, sleeping, and worrying. I am a bit of a worrier. Everything from health problems to work. I believe it is the anxiety rearing it's ugliness again. An idle mind makes worrisome thoughts. I like to stay busy and focused on projects. The last 2 days, my biggest project was doing laundry and getting my car washed. Once that was done it was watch tv, shop, sleep and eat. I did attempt to hike the M but we were hit with a monsoon like thunderstorm that kept us indoors. I spent some quality time with my mom at the Missoula Farmer's Market which was very nice. Today she, I and Jax are leaving for Quinn's Hot Springs. We usually visit Lolo Hot Springs but the last few years, they've had a water treatment problem. So she suggested Quinn's. I am really looking forward to it. The pools are filled with natural healing minerals and no added chemicals like chlorine. One of my latest worries is that my left hand has been twitching since I left California. After the 3 day drive it has gotten worse. I thought the break from doing hair would give my hands and wrists a rest but it seems it hasn't. I've googled everything from BFS, ALS, to MS. I am voting it's the first one, which is common in people with anxiety. I also don't think typing on the computer and using my IPhone has helped either. It did get better on the camp trip and I had neither with me. So off to the healing waters in Paradise, Montana to recover from my worrisome thoughts and heal my body and mind. The weather looks great and going to reach the high 90's. I will soak and soothe my worried mind into a soft, compliant and obedient observer.

Day 12, 13, and 14...To the back woods and back!

We headed out into the Seeley Lake area on Tuesday the 12. We arrived at Holland Lake Campground in the afternoon and the weather seemed nice. Big clouds and a threat of thunderstorms but I was optimistic. We set up camp and I began to build my bed in the back of the FJ. The bed is shorter than a 4Runner but I did lay down in it during the test drive. The sales guy kinda understood as I laid in it sideways to see if my body could fit. I knew I could fit diagonal but wasn't sure about the leg room. So, I filled my airbed using my cig-pump and realized it had to bend upward behind the front seats due to the lack of length. It ended up looking like a lounge or recliner. So far so good! After we set up we went for a little boat ride around the lake to check out the boat. We went to our usual beach head which was under water due to the late snowfall and rain. Then back to camp for dinner and a bonfire. When we reached the shore we noticed the weather changing a bit. So we decided to pitch an extra large tent to use as a sitting area out of the rain. As we put up Big Bertha, the rain really started to come down, but we continued until we got it up. We immediately threw everything in it and sat in there and played cards to ride out the storm. Eventually it stopped, we made our burgers and ate at 10:30 at night. It is still light out at that time of night up here. It's kinda odd, but that's how the North Westerners live. Dusk at 10 pm and Twilight at 11 pm. So off to bed I head with my son and my dog all huddled in the back of the Cruiser, kinda tight but we'll see how it goes. Between my dog snoring at my feet and my son starfishing, I really didn't have much room to stretch out. Then there was the middle of the night wake up to," What was that?? Did you hear that??? OMG!!!" I laid awake peering out the fogged up windows trying to see if there was a bear outside. Now, the only reason I am not sleeping in Big Bertha is because I am PETRIFIED OF BEARS!!! We are in Grizzly country and they have signs all around the campground about bears. So, you can figure that's why I am sleeping in the back of the Cruiser! As I awaited sunlight over the next few hours I had plenty of time to think, pray, and breathe. Just breathe, just breathe, just breathe....and daylight arrives.

Wednesday started off with warm sunlight and a promising sky. We had a yummy breakfast of eggs, bacon, and coffee. Nothing like camp food!! You could eat raw hide and it would taste like prime rib during camping! Well, maybe that's a stretch, but camp food is really good!!! We never called my mom to let her know we arrived safely and what campsite we were at, but low and behold she showed up at 10:30 on the dot just like my brother predicted. She came bearing bags of food, pre-made bbq chicken (Who brings pre-made bbq chicken to a campground??) baked beans (ok those were good) and some cottage cheese concoction. I'm surprised she didn't bring her bag of 2 day old popcorn! (Sorry Mom, you know I love you xoxo) It is always nice to see her, she makes me feel safe and secure. She has this new BFF, Georgina, who I really like. She's spunky and up for anything. Do you know that woman can bait worms on a hook?? I was impressed!! We all headed out on the boat after breakfast; my mom, Georgina, Jaxson, Dudley, Breezy the dog, Ranger the dog and me. Off we went to our favorite fishing hole and guess who caught the first fish on the first cast? Yeah, me!! It was a good size trout but we decided to release it. I am a Sunday fisher. I can hold the rod and I can cast, but I cannot bait the hook or take the hook out of the fish. I would do well with a fishing guide who does all the work, and that was my brother and Georgina. She rocked the fishing! It was a great afternoon with plenty of caught fish, semi sunshine, and waterfall views. Then back to camp because guess what, we're hungry again!! As Georgina bbq'd more burgers and hot dogs, we watched with apprehension as the black clouds rolled in. Then it came, the flashes of light and roaring growl of thunder. We were in the middle of a violent thunderstorm packing a powerful punch of pelting rain! Little did we know this storm was one of Missoula's strongest storms yet. They had it the night before on Tuesday and we got it the next day. We all huddled in Big Bertha but not after a few attempts of roasting marsh mellows with a metal pole.....ummm wait, I don't think that's a good idea, son! Needless to say, it did not let up so I went to bed, it was only 5 pm. Oh yah, I did a bed make over earlier in the morning and now I had a double decker air bed so I could get more leg room but now I just felt like princess on a pea except it felt more like a yoga ball...not good. I woke up at 7 pm and it had slightly stopped for like 2 seconds so I lit the mother of all fires. It was raging and warming us all up for a while. My poor son was so bored, couldn't swim, couldn't play, just sit and sit. I was bored too. What do you do when there's nothing to do, let's go to the Lodge!! Holland Lake Lodge is one of the most beautiful places in the North West, especially tonight in the pouring rain! We were greeted by a sweet waitress who gave us hot chocolate and a stiff Margarita straight up! Holy Moly and they have WiFi??? I am saved, TYG!!

Today we woke up reluctantly after a long night of constant rain. It was a good night, slept well, no bears, ( even though the Campground host came by earlier to warn us about a bear spotted roaming the other campsites. ) and just a few moments of self talk. We had already decided that we would pack up camp to be ready for an easy exit should the weather stay yucky. For a moment we thought, let's unpack and stay! I finally see sun and blue sky! As we saw the other campers roll in for the weekend we realized our campsite was a hot commodity. People were begging us to give them our campsite, hey wait a minute...we might stay! I was tempted but I needed a good night's sleep and both my son and dog, are covered in mosquito bites. So back to Missoula for a good night's sleep in the decompression chamber and to write this blog!! This blog has been a long mouth full and I hope you made it all the way to the end, kinda like waiting for the credits to roll on a POTC movie. Sleep tight, don't starfish, and definitely don't let the mosquito's bite!!

Day 11 - Heading into the Wild Blue Yonder...

We spent the day planning for our camping trip tomorrow. We are heading into some of the most beautiful wilderness in North America, The Bob Marshall Wilderness and the Seeley-Swan Valley. We spent all day today shopping for extra camp gear, bug spray, and plenty of food. My favorite purchase was a solar powered charging panel. It is compact, like a note pad, and it can charge your gps, phone or ipod. Then I ran around looking for an inverter for the car to power usb or 110. Why?? I don't really know but I'd like to have my music player and blow up my airbed. I doubt we'll have cell service but it's nice to have music. I am trying to get unplugged but it isn't easy. I feel safer when I feel connected but I am going to try to get connected with the earth, moon and sun. I have some prayers to say and people to say them for and what better way then under the stars and moon. We should have a semi full moon over the next few days and the weather looks like thunderstorms and rain. I am planning on writing in a paper journal and transcribing it into the blog when I get back. So, wish us luck that everything goes well and I don't lay awake at night thinking about bears. BTW, I need to get some bear spray tomorrow before we leave. I hear Raid Wasp spray works great too! So I am signing off for a few days, unless I have cell. I will talk to you later!! Have a great week!!!

Day 10 - Freeze!!!!

Another day living life as a Missoulian. Same thing but different sky. The clouds rolled in and the colors were magnificent! My mom took us to the circus today, Carson and Barnes. It is an animal circus and I was hesitant at first. We were met by several protesters as we drove through the gate. All the while my mom swear she thought it was a non-animal circus. As we entered, we were greeted by a few lamas, an ox, goats, a zebra, several ponies, a couple horses, a camel and 3 elephants. I looked at their conditions and noticed that there was ample food and water...and no chains! I instantly bonded with an ox that adored my petting and cuddles. He was so cute! How could you not love a circus, right?? But then again there was the thought of, "How could they travel like this?" In hot trailers without breaks for days. I looked into their eyes for a signal to rescue them but for the most part they seemed copasetic with their existence. It was a nice event for the neighbor girls we brought with us. They had never seen a circus and their eyes were lit up with excitement! After that we headed home to my brothers for a late night dinner and bonfire. We are about to head out for a 3-4 day camping trip in the wilderness but we are still having bonfires in the backyard!!! :))) The kids were playing in the yard and their laughter made me feel like I was 10 years old. Kids laughter is truly the best medicine!! As they ran around looking for a good tag game, I suggested freeze tag. Well, kinda like freeze tag...they had to dance around like crazy until I said,"FREEZE!" Then the 1st person to move was sent out. As I saw these beautiful young kids dance about I thought, "Can't we just freeze this moment forever?" I would give anything to freeze my son in time, although I know it is against nature and all that is, it will never happen. However, this moment...now...is frozen in time in my mind! I am young (only 40 something) and my son is under 12 (thank god!) and we are frozen in time!! Every moment he laughs and spins we are alive and time is still! TYG!

Day 9 - Oh, the Simple Life...

What a great day today! Not much of anything but that's what makes it so great!! Woke up, walked to Starbucks, did laundry, sat outside, went shopping, and then the ballgame. The local Missoula team, The Osprey's play all through the summer and their games are a treasure to see. The ballpark is mid sized and located along the Clark Fork river with views of the mountains all around. There is a large Osprey nest behind the outfield perched high upon a human built platform. The sun is setting over the "M" and the sky is filled with blue and fluffy white clouds. The fans are mostly all locals who love their farm league ball team. They know all the players names, stats, and wear the team colors with pride. In between innings there are field games like, change the plates, frozen t-shirt race, and giant frisbee toss. And of course, we can't forget the peanuts at inning 7. If our team hits a home run, peanuts are thrown out into the crowd to the fans that yell the word, "PEEEE NUTTTSSS!" It's a throw back from the 1950's when ball parks where the place to be on a Saturday night and families all sat together. I noticed a few things while I was sitting with my family. Looking out into the crowd I saw people texting and talking on their phones. My brother pointed this out to me as well. This is the thing that separates us from 1950...technology and devices. During the National Anthem we all stood and took our hats off our head and placed them over our heart. At that time, I pulled out my IPhone and tried to take a picture thinking, "Wouldn't this be a great picture for Facebook?" As I was trying to take the picture, my hand feel off my heart so I could steady my phone. I thought to myself, "This is stupid, I should be covering my heart and not trying to take a FB pic." Well, I took the picture anyway and quickly returned to honoring the singer, flag and team. My brother pointed out to me later how he witnessed people walking and texting through the entire Anthem. It's a sad day when we can't just stop for 30 seconds and be in unity with each other. We live in a great country, and for that matter, world. To not be able to just stop for a minute, and be in the moment. To enjoy the simple life, the simple pleasures, each other face to face. I am reminded of this tonight, as a busy Californian with my snazzy IPhone. It's the real facetime that matters after all! I hope you find yourself this weekend and week to come making time for each other face to face, heart to heart, ear to ear. Look up into each other's eyes when you talk and don't be distracted by your device. Together we can try this and see what happens. Perhaps we will find a smile, a spark or maybe even a tear. Then we can be truly present for one another...which is the best present of all!

Day 8 - Another Year...

Another successful birthday for my mother. We had a fun day baking her a carrot cake from scratch and homemade chocolate ice cream. My brother instructed as Jax did all the work himself. We took her out for a nice dinner at Jaker's Montana and back home for dessert. Not much to discuss tonight as I am settling in to a mode of comfort and relaxation. My biggest accomplishment was making over the guest bed with a new comforter, pillows and sheets. I absolutely love sleeping in comfort and I hope my brother doesn't mind my new contribution to his spare bedroom. I figure with me staying here almost a whole month, it's the least I can do. Now all the weary travelers can have a fresh new bed to sleep in when visiting the Montana Estates. Sleeping is such a luxury which doesn't always come easy. I've been struggling to have a good night sleep since my early 40's. We all have some sort of ritual to bring forth a good nights sleep. Mine happens to be an open window (or fan) and 250mg of Magnesium. I try not to take anything prescribed so the supplement works great. Oh and no TV! I turned that off long ago. I still love an episode of Seinfeld before bed though. Just the right touch of humor and nothingness! So, enjoy your bed tonight and have a good night's sleep!!!

Day 7 - Catch up...

Ok, so I have finally caught up with my blog. I was a day behind and wanted to get back on track. My goal is to write about each day and have it be that present day when I write. Next week may be tough because we will be camping in the Seeley Lake area and I'm sure we will be off the grid. Tomorrow is my mom's 81st birthday and the primary purpose of coming to Montana each year. My mom suffered a heart attack 5 years ago while visiting me in California. It was a very tragic event in that I actually witnessed her collapse in my house and had to perform CPR for over 10 minutes until the paramedics arrived. We nearly lost our mother that night and every day is a gift to have her with us. Being the youngest of 5 and having the youngest grandchild, I feel a strong desire to be a part of my mom's life and her world. My son may have barely known his grandmother if she would have left us that night. I am blessed to see their relationship grow each year and the memories they are creating. Spending time around your parent as an adult can at times be a challenge. You see things in them that drive you absolutely nuts, but it's those things we also see in ourselves. It's a great lesson to find acceptance of your parents. I suppose it goes both ways too. We can't change who we are and our primary behavioral traits, but we can learn how to accept each other. To just let each other be...sometimes easier said then done. I just want to enjoy her and have her enjoy us being here. I know being here brings her immense joy, and that fills my heart. I have always been close to my mom, sometimes just like her. As brash and ornery as she can be, she is also kind, honest and almost always, right! So I am catching up with my mom and all she has to teach me in life, even if it's a lesson I didn't ask for, I most likely needed it. I love you mom, you are my hero. Happy birthday!!!

Day 6 - All the freaky people...

Spending a day in downtown Missoula is so colorful and refreshing. It is a small college town located between 3 rivers, The Clark Fork, Bitteroot and Blackfoot. The downtown district consists of small vintage stores, boutiques and lots of bars. One of my new favorite locations is The Wilma Theater. It is a historic theater that was built in 1921. It has recently gone under restoration and now shows Sundance and Independent films. It also offers live concerts with artists like Sara Bareilles and Steel Pulse, whom I hope to see while I am here. Along the Clark Fork River there is a park called Caras Park. It hosts several events during the summer. Wednesday's "Out to lunch", Thursday's "Downtown Tonight" and Saturday's Farmers Market. There are all sorts of colorful people who show up at these events. From the senior citizens getting out and about to the hippie hacky sack player to family's out for a stroll. It always amazes me how many different walks of life can congregate together for the same purpose, sunshine, food and music. Missoula is very loving and excepting of it's citizens. It employs the severely handicapped to work in the market for clean up and trash removal. These people are amazing how they get around in their chairs completely wheelchair bound and paralyzed but out enjoying the sun and loving what they are doing. Then there are the Missoula Dancing Couple, whom are seen in almost all of Missoula's music events. My mom refers to them as the Herky Jerky's, but I think they would prefer The Dancing Couple. They are still a mystery to most and some people even ridicule them. If you saw these two, you'd think numerous things I'm sure. However, what is true is, they are in incredible physical shape with not an ounce of fat and they are doing what they love regardless of what people may think or say. That's a beautiful thing to have such self assuredness to not give a darn what people think. It's either a whole lot of that or craziness I'm not sure. But I find it's the odd and interesting people who seem to be so free of self judgement. Including the mentally challenged group I saw at the public pool yesterday whom didn't care how their bodies looked in their swimsuit, they just wanted to cool off and have fun! It's the so called normal people who have all the hang-ups. The normal people who can't eat in front of their date, or don't want to get their hair wet or ruin their makeup. They are the true hostages to personal opinion. I have found myself at different times of my life like that, and the more I accept that this is who I am, the more I let go. The more I become my true self.

In the words of my favorite singer/songwriter Michael Franti -
"All the freaky people make the beauty of the world!"

So I say to you, don't be afraid of who you are, just be yourself and LOVE IT!!

Day 4 and 5 - The Decompression Chamber

We all know it takes a few days to settle into vacation mode, especially after long days of travel to get where you are going. It seems to be my pattern that I stress out until the last minute of leaving for a vacation, working extra long hours, packing, banking, etc. Then the long road trip and sleeping in different beds. When I finally arrive at my brother's house, I usually don't come out of the basement for the first few days. We did get out and see some sites, but only after dragging my butt out of bed after 12 hours. There's something about sleeping in a cool basement that feels so good. It's quiet, dark, and cool - perfect for a good night's sleep. I call my bedroom my decompression chamber, all my whirlwind monkey mind thoughts start to quiet down. I usually have to convince myself that it's ok to leave for so long, it's my vacation! However, leaving your business and home for a month can be quite unsettling. I have to trust that they will both be looked after by capable people. For my business, it's my incredible manager, Jamie. She is awesome at what she does, and my staff love her. For my home, it's my favorite bartender Matt. He will water the garden and feed the kitties and horses. Life on the road is beautiful, you have to live with what you have. Having a sense of, I can be anywhere and get by. I have my hairdressing tools to make money along the way and we even brought our pool cue's in case I need to hustle for some extra doe. I love the feeling of being independent and self reliant.

So, after my 2 days of decompression I am now ready to settle into life Montana style. River walks and music events, farm league baseball and the occasional yoga class or two. I'm ready for my life away from my life and all it has to offer me. It is my mental and physical makeover without botox!!! Gotta love that!

Day 3 - Found

Heading out of Ketchum, Idaho is one of the most beloved experiences of my entire life. If you haven't made the trek from Sun Valley to Stanley over the Galena Summit, you are truly missing out. I will try to explain it to the best of my ability. The Sun Valley area is surrounded by five mountain ranges: Pioneers, Whiteclouds , Boulders, Smokeys and Sawtooths. As you head up to the Galena Summit, you pass several National Forest Campgrounds nestled along the Big Wood River. As you climb to the top of the pass you witness some of the most breathtaking views! Wild flowers dust the rocky hillside with purple and yellow. The Summit peaks at a over 8700 feet with vistas of the Sawtooth Mountain range and Sawtooth Valley. The Salmon River headwaters are located here. The river is also known as "The River of no Return" with the main attraction being fly fishing and kayaking. At the junction of 21 and 75 you can either head west into Upper Stanley or Northeast into Lower Stanley. Upper Stanley has an incredible bakery, Stanley Baking Co., which is know for it's baked fresh daily treats, eggs, and incredible views. Lower Stanley is know for it's riverside cabins and of course, The Bridge Street Grill. Entering this region every year makes my heart sing and my soul fly. It is absolute heaven on earth! The air is clean, the water is pure, and the view majestic! It's here where I find my place in the world amongst all this beauty. We are just a speck on this planet but when you see such awesomeness you can not ignore the fact that we are all apart of this beauty. That our souls collide in the majesty of nature. It's here where we come alive, breath, and awaken. It's here where I find myself, away from the city and electronics. At the base of the Sawtooth's, I am found and I am free.

We stayed for lunch and begin our 5 hour drive to Missoula, MT. where my mother and brother await our arrival. Jax is beaming with excitement and can not wait to get there. He loves coming home to Montana. Even though neither of us were born here, it is our home. As we roll into the alley of my brother's home, we see a welcome home sign and my mom's joyous face. My brother has the yard all ready with camp chairs and a bonfire. We will have many lovely evenings sitting by the fire throughout this visit starting with tonight, the 4th of July. Enjoy your celebration of our freedom with your loved ones tonight. Be rooted in the knowiness that we are all where we are meant to be. Enjoy!!

Day 2 - Lost...

The morning started off great in Winnemucca. We got an early start and stopped for breakfast at The Griddle. Then down the road we went on 1-80 cruising along. I picked up some speed coming down a pass and noticed a black car in the middle divider facing the opposite direction. As we got closer I noticed it was a state trooper. It didn't dawn on me to slow down because he was all the way across the freeway. Well, on went the lights as I was approaching at about 95 mph and he flipped a u turn and cut across the gravel divider. Still not getting it I continued to speed along until he was up on my tail. Here I am in this new car thinking, "Did I get everything? My insurance papers? All's I have are these paper license plates from the dealer." So he comes up to my passenger side window and let me tell you, he is the hottest state trooper I have every seen. Dark hair, good features, young and handsome. He looks inside at the truck and say's, "So how do you like it? I've been wondering what these look like inside." He continues to ask me for my papers and I present everything to him properly. We chit chat some more about where we are going and all the gadgets on my dash, etc. Then he hands me a ticket for going 80 instead of 95 and tells me what to do and so on. So my first ticket in over a decade, but he was damn cute.

As we head out of Elko, NV the freeway came to a complete stop. At first I figured it was road work but as everyone started to leave their vehicle and wander up the freeway, I assumed it was something more. It turned out there was a horrific accident involving 3 big rigs and a couple civilian cars. The road was shut done in both directions and they were diverting the cars off an exit to either wait it out or take a detour of over 60 miles in the opposite direction. So, we decide to take the detour. The detour involved driving to a place in the middle of eastern Nevada called Ruby Valley. Now, I may have mentioned that I have struggled with anxiety all my life and one of my biggest sources of panic is being in the middle of nowhere, alone, trapped, without connection. As I drove further and further away from the other cars waiting on the highway I began to panic. But I'm a fighter and I'm thinking, "No, this is going to be fun, an adventure, I may even discover a new cool place." Well let me tell you, there is no cool place in the middle of eastern Nevada. It's called "Nowhere"! As 30 minutes rolled by followed by another 30 minutes, I was in pure terror! I'm thinking, "How can I do this? Where are all the other people? Am I the only one that took the detour? I should have waited." My palms begin to sweat and my eyes a blurring, how can I even stay on the road? My son knows I have anxiety but he doesn't get it. He doesn't know what it is or how it feels. He tells me to not worry and just forget about it. It helps me but still I am all alone with him and what if something happens to me. My biggest fear...

Finally we see an interstate junction, it's 93 north to Twin Falls. There's cars and trucks and now I can breath! I survived, I didn't pass out or die. I made it and I can make it again if I had too. I've got a lot of open road ahead of me and now I feel that if I could survive that, I could survive anything. At least for now. I guess you have to get lost in order to find yourself, and find your strength. As scary as it seems, there is always an intersection with cars and trucks somewhere up ahead. The rest of our drive went wonderfully as we headed out of Twin Falls into Hailey, Idaho. We stayed with some dear friends at their beautiful home and had a very peaceful and lovely evening. All is well in the Land of Lost!!

Day 1 - The Boogie Pad...

So everyone has a booger story, this one is mine-
It was a lovely day heading out of San Jose. We had breakfast with our neighbors at the ranch before leaving. Then a stop at the local Safeway for some good deals on California wines before leaving the state. As I was waiting to check out, a dear friend of mine whom I haven't seen in over 8 years, suddenly appeared. What was supposed to be a quick stop turned into an hour long visit of, "Oh my god, you have children and your married, yada yada yada..." Btw, he is an old bf that helped me thru my breakup with my son's dad. So we hit the road an hour late but determined to get to Winnemucca by 5 pm. The drive was great in our new FJ Cruiser, thank you Capitol Toyota. We decided to stop at one of our favorite In and Out Burgers in Auburn. Why is it that every In and Out is so busy?? You can be in Timbuktu at an In and Out and it would be packed! (I'm buying stock) All of a sudden we witnessed a fender bender when one of the patron's tried to back out and hit a lady in her "slug bug". Oh my, she came out swinging at this poor couple just trying to get a burger. "You better have your insurance card cause you just tapped my grill!" The event went on for a full hour, back and forth with papers and hair flips. We eventually went on our marry way after saying a prayer that their encounter in life yield them some good fortune. Then onto Reno after a brief stint on 80 while they rebuild the road. Somewhere between Sparks and Lovelock my son begins to pick his nose. Mind you, this is an event that happens daily but I am in a brand spanking new FJ Cruiser! I will not allow any wipe offs on the door, floor mats, or upholstery. So as I am yelling at him, "No!!! Do not......" He reaches for a card on the dash and begins to wipe. I scream and say, "What is...???" My sweet son say's, "It's my boogie pad." and wipes that sucker all over it. Now, if any of you have been driving and encountered a booger, I know for a fact you have had some kind of boogie pad. Yes, you have, admit it! However, it hasn't had a proper name until today. So all of you traveling to and from, can now rest assure that a boogie pad is only a reach away. My son's boogie pad went immediately into his pocket for later disposal.

So if someone one invites you over to their pad to boogie....BEWARE!

And that is my booger story!

Bon Voyage...

Preparing to leave for a whole month is no easy task. Cleaning the desk off of bills, cleaning the house, emptying the fridge, saying farewell to friends and co-workers. Exhausting just trying to relax! Tomorrow we leave at the crack of dawn for Winnemucca, Nv. Home of the world famous Basque restaurant, The Martin Hotel. We will be staying at Scott's Shady Court, they have clean sheets, wifi, a nice lime green indoor pool, and playground. Every year I call to make reservations I say, "I stay there every July, you should have me in your system." They say to me, "Dear, we don't have a system!" That's where we'll be tomorrow, a world without systems, I love it!

The Maiden Voyage...

The beginning started back in 2000 when I came upon the knowledge I was pregnant and single at the age of 37. Up until then, I was a savvy business owner, hair artist, independent and untamable. I never thought in a million years I was about to become the woman I was meant to be, a mother. My pregnancy was very enjoyable and stress free. I ran my business and continued styling hair up until the 8th month. I had many tangles with my son's father whom which I was living with. It is a story I choose not to include in my adventures at this time. Perhaps later, those experiences will be shared. This story is about the discovery of my lionhearted power to overcome then and become now, who I am today.
Who I am today is a 48 year old woman , business owner, and a mother of an incredible 10 year old son named Jaxson. We are about to set out on a month long journey through the Northwest states of Idaho and Montana. This is an annual trip I have taken with him since he was 11 months old. Though I have taken this trip for several years now, it has only been a couple weeks long. We have had an amazing 10 years of travel, camping trips, skateboard parks, tree climbing, and rock skipping fun! As he eclipses his teen age years, I long to enjoy him as a child still discovering wonder, nature and freedom. I am a lionhearted mother, showing her cub how to be ready for the world of manhood the best I know how - be adventurous, be brave, and be unbounded by fear.