Monday, May 30, 2011

Memorial Day 2011

Yesterday we returned from Oak Creek RV Resort and restocked the refrigerator.
This morning we left for Red Beach at Camp Pendleton. They have no military exercises this long Memorial Day weekend and we will be able to enjoy the beach.
We left home at 8:45 AM and arrived at the staging area 45 minutes later.
Normally we leave home at 2:00 PM. This time we decided to try to get a spot facing the water and left earlier. Our friends Arlene and Howard, and Linda and Jon were there already. They are friends from the Convair Camping Club.
The staging area was changed from Las Pulgas Road to the Las Flores Ranch House. This was a mess. On the road everybody knew their position, because it was single file. At the Ranch House we parked on a large meadow. A lady came around later and gave everybody a piece of paper with a number.
I knew that would not work.
Chappy and Dottie came later.
We had all day to visit with friends and other people. After lunch we had a nap.
At 3:45 PM we got the signal to leave for the beach. The piece of paper with the number meant nothing.
Position was important.
It felt like the Oklahoma Land Rush. Everybody took off at the same time.
Our four motorhomes made it to the site facing the beach. So did Jim and Jerriann. I had not seen them while wandering around at the Ranch. They had arrived at 2:00 PM and had a high number but made it to the front.
After setting up the motorhome I turned on the oven and we heated up the shepherds pie Doreen had prepared. Dottie and Chappy joined us for dinner.
After dinner Chappy and I went to the camp fire for a while. Jon always has a good fire going.

Part of the day was beautiful and part was windy and cool. It was a partly cloudy day.
In the morning I walked up to the bluff and looked for the Shanty Shakers, members of my other camping club.
I found their motorhomes but nobody was there.
Later, Doreen and I walked along the beach to the south camping area.
Arlene, Howard, Jon and Linda tried fishing. All they caught was kelp and sea weed.
In the afternoon we sat with the group, watching the waves and telling stories.
In the evening I walked one more time to the bluff and all the Shanty Shakers were sitting around the camp fire. They had gone, in the morning, to the monthly club breakfast meeting in El Cajon.

It rained last night, very unusual for Southern California. It stops raining in April. We also had a lot of wind.
It was cloudy when I took a long walk.
When Doreen woke up I walked with her along the beach.
Two of my small flags flew out of the flag holder. I found the California flag but not the WIN flag. I looked in the bushes around the motorhome. Any other flag I could easily replace. Doreen and I made the WIN flag. Later I looked on top of the motorhome and it was there.
I did not get a call from Jean’s caregiver today. Yesterday Rose, the caregiver on duty, called and told me about the problems she has with Jean. An hour later Lida, the other caregiver, called me from home. They both feel abused and ready to quit.
I talked to Jean and tried to calm her down. She was almost normal last week when she was at our house, where we celebrated her birthday.
In the evening we had dinner at Dottie’s and Chappy’s motorhome. They had prepared a pot roast.
It was too windy for a camp fire.

When I woke up there was blue sky and very little wind. I walked along the beach and there were a lot of people fishing, and they actually caught fish today.
Howard, Chappy and Jon started to fish too, but they still were only catching sea weed.

This was a relaxing outing. I needed the rest.
Now I have to see what is happening with Jean. It reminds me of the time when my sister called me from Germany. She was crying because my mother did not recognize her when she went to my mother’s house to pick up the laundry. Mother accused her of stealing her clothing and linens.
Alzheimer does do strange things to people.
Jean had a light stroke and behaves now as my mother did.
We have dental appointments coming and Doreen has to take care of our neighbors cats next weekend.
Then we are ready to head north, to Eureka.

Tuesday, May 24, 2011

Oak Creek Resort 2011

We are at the Oak Creek RV Resort in El Cajon, California with the Convair camping Club.
It is a small group, only eight rigs. Chappy lives across the street, and he and Dotty came by for the evening meal.
Normally it would be hot out here, but the weather is beautiful.
Eating of course is important. We have pot luck every evening.

Doreen and most of the women went to Viejas Casino and shops to go shopping.
Chappy and I met Jim Clifton and his wife at a Mexican restaurant and had lunch there.After lunch we followed Jim to his house where we admired his work on his garden and retaining wall he built.
In the afternoon I went swimming in the pool.

We took it easy today. I went swimming and worked on my biography.
Before lunch we sat with the group and enjoyed the company and the beautiful weather.

Sunday, May 22, 2011

Jean's 88th Birthday

Today we had the house full of neighbors and friends. There were about forty people.The occasion was the birthday of my friend Jean.
Three months ago we thought she would never celebrate another birthday.
She had a lot of fun today.I picked up Jean and her caregiver Rose, from Brookdale, where Jean lives now.
I was happy to see her in such good spirit. Most people in the room did not realize what she had gone through in the last few months.

Saturday, May 21, 2011

Brianne's Bridal Shower

The motorhome is in the driveway, ready to go.
First we have to do a couple of fun things.
Today we went to a bridal shower. Alma's daughter is getting married.
I remember when Brianne was born and Alma brought her to work.
That was 25 years ago.

Sunday, May 8, 2011

Mother's Day 2011

We went today to Doreen’s son Reggie and his wife Leslie for Mother’s Day lunch. Her daughter Sandra was there too.

Doreen’s back is better now and we hope we can go on the road in the middle of June.
Right now I am involved with my friend Jean. She will be 88 years old next week.
The last two months she has been in and out of the hospital, and I saw her every day.
We thought she would not make it, but in the last week she has improved.
She is now again in the nursing home with a 24 hour care giver at her side.
She has nobody in California. Her only son lives in Chicago and comes every month for a few days to see her.
It is not easy to get old.