We had a quiet weekend. I spent most of it writing while Terry caught up on her shopping, the laundry, and worked away at the pile of paperwork that seems to grow all by itself overnight in spite of her never ending efforts. She’s also been proofing my newest book as I go, a couple of chapters at a time as I complete them. Usually I don’t let anyone read a manuscript until it’s complete, but since this is different than my Big Lake mystery series, I’ve wanted her input as I go along. So far, she says it’s a winner!
About midday we heard the sound of water running and Terry looked out the window and told me it looked like the folks in the Fleetwood Expedition diesel rig parked next to us had a broken water hose. I went out to investigate, and sure enough the hose had come apart between the campground water bib and their motorhome. Bill, our neighbor was on the other side working on a project and I alerted him to the problem. It was a simple job to turn the water off at the bib and put a clamp on the hose where the connection came apart. It could have been worse, more than once we’ve seen water pouring out of the inside of an RV when something inside lets go and nobody is home. At that point, all we can do is turn off the water to prevent further damage and alert campground management to see if they have any contact information for the RV’s owners.
Greg White called in the early afternoon asking me about a couple of RV parks in the area. He and Jan are staying at the Pima County Fairgrounds in Tucson, but the fairgrounds RV park closes for the season next Sunday and they’ll be heading up here. I needed a break from writing, so we took a ride to check out the RV parks for them and called Greg with a report.
That done, we stopped at a gun shop to look for a different holster for my Kimber Ultra CDP II, which is my preferred carry gun. But they didn’t have anything I liked better than the Don Hume holster I already have.
Our next stop was to visit Terry’s parents Pete and Bess Weber. Since the results of Terry’s dad’s lung biopsy proved inconclusive last week, this morning he is undergoing a PET scat at the Mayo Clinic in Scottsdale. We are hoping for the best results when the reports come back in a few days, and are asking for your continued prayers for this wonderful man who is so beloved by so many. Terry offered to go with them, but they said it was a simple in and out procedure and while she was welcome to come along, it wasn’t really necessary.
We visited for an hour or so, and by then the fruit salad Terry had made for breakfast had long since worn off and my stomach was growling. While we have an excellent Chinese buffet in the area that we visit often, I had seen some excellent reviews on Yelp for a small sit down order off the menu place nearby called J&M Chinese Restaurant and I wanted to give it a try. And we were glad we did!
Located in a strip mall, this small, friendly restaurant is a real gem. The selection is impressive, portions are huge, and everything was delicious. Everything is fresh and cooked to order. The House Fried Rice and the Shrimp Pan Fried Noodles are highly recommended. This one definitely goes in our Favorite Restaurants Guide!
Speaking of our guides, they are now available for immediate download as e-books in our E-Book Store, and most are listed at $1 off for a limited time.
We have a couple of errands to run today, and plenty to keep us busy here at home, so while we don’t have anything planned, we’ll certainly have enough to keep us busy.
Thought For The Day – Therapy helps, but screaming obscenities is faster and cheaper.
Nick Russell
World-Famous, New York Times Best Selling Author, and All-Around Nice Guy!
We had one of those floods you wrote about inside out fifth wheel, Nick. A water line brook while we were out on a day trip. When we came home there was a pool of water all around our site. The neighbors were sitting outside drinking beer and said it water had been pouring like that for over an hour. I asked why they didn’t turn the water off and he said he thought maybe we had a reason to have it doing that! Yeah, alcohol DOES kill the gray cells! And I was tempted to kill the few he had left. 🙁 That’s a beautiful Kimber you have there. They are the Rolls Royce of handguns. Way out of my budget, but maybe if we ever cross paths someday you’ll let me hold yours. In return I’ll let you get a puppy fix from BoBo, our lovable Golden retriever who has never met a stranger.
Prayers still going for good results for Terry’s dad, You seem to run into to stupid people no matter where you go. One day these idiots will get there up comings for the inaction to turn off the water to the fifth wheel. You hit on the head about Alcohol, it make the dumb dumber and the stupid even more stupid.