Glamping…tiny homes…full-time RV living pro/cons

Hi everybody!  Happy Sunday! 🙂

I see and hear people talking about glamping, tiny homes and full-time RV living on a regular basis, and let me tell you from experience, it is not all fun and glamourous by any means.

We’ve been full time in an RV since March of 2006.  We’ve been full-time because my hubby’s job has us traveling all over the United States.  We are usually in an area about a year.  Sometimes shorter, sometimes a little longer, just depends on the job.

The pros of living in a motorhome are that everything you need is literally right there.  Your entire house travels with you everywhere you go.  We have 1-1/2 bathrooms which is great.  The shower is huge.  We have a small washer and dryer, but they get the job done, even though it literally will take all day to do it. And we have all the usual things, TV’s, convection microwave, 2 burner stove, oh and the best part is that as long as we have fuel we have hot water, which is awesome.  And we have a generator for times that the power goes out.  You get to be a tourist once in a while and see what is near you to see, which is awesome.  We’ve been to Yosemite National Park, Sequoia National Park, Yellowstone National Park, and many many other places across the United States.  I think we’ve been in around 40 states or so now, so lots of traveling has gone on over the years, but we’re getting tired.  My hubby wants to do something else, and I want to have my own healing center so I can have in person clients instead of all long distance clients for Aromatherapy, Reiki and Crystal Healing.

The cons are that we have no dishwasher, no bathtub, no full size washer/dryer, no full size oven, no storage and I’m out of room to put stuff, so I might have to buy a trailer to start putting stuff in and I really don’t want to have to pull a trailer behind my Jeep.  We tow one vehicle and I drive one, so I rarely get to ride in the motorhome.  We generally don’t have a yard to speak of most of the time, because you’re in an RV park, so you can’t plant flowers, or a garden and most RV parks are very strict about what you can and cannot have outside.  The dogs always have to be on a leash.  You have to worry about everybody else not following the rules…..leashes, not picking up after their dogs, being loud, driving like a maniac through the park, being nosy, literally being able to reach out your window and touch the RV next to you, little to no privacy, being able to literally hear your neighbor’s talking (or fighting, or screaming..) or hearing their radio or TV all while inside your own RV with all the windows closed……it’s not all fun, believe me.  Then there is the fact that you can end up being away from family and friends for months or even a couple of years or more at a time and not being able to get to them when/if needed.  There is also a huge probability that they cannot come see you either.   You miss births, birthday’s, graduations, Christmas, holidays, weddings, baby/bridal showers, anniversaries, literally everything.  Every time you move to a new spot you have to find new grocery stores to shop at, new doctors, dentists, vets, all the necessities you may need, which can be a pain. You have little to zero support system when you’re sick, end up in the hospital or something like that either….you’re just on your own. Then there is maintenance on your RV, or worse yet, extreme emergencies.  Frozen pipes, broken pipes, roof leaks, propane issues, hot water heater, furnace, aqua hot system (diesel hot water heater/furnace), generator, engine, tires, fuel, a/c, heat pump, you name it, it can break and it’s not easy finding anyone qualified to come out and work on things, and they may not come to you to work on it.  If you end up having to take it somewhere, it could be hours away from where you are and then where are you going to stay while it’s being fixed, since it’s literally your home?  (Especially if you have pets.)  It’s also very hard to go on a vacation of any kind either.

Now, it could be different if you are doing it for fun and not for work, but I really don’t know about the fun part so much.  Most of the time we’re in campgrounds with other workers and many of us don’t socialize, we just stay to ourselves for the most part.  Especially evenings when your hubby gets home from work.  That’s your time with them after having worked 10-14 or more hours a day, 6 -7 days a week.  And that day off is the day you always look forward to because you get to spend all day with your honey, at least most of the time.  How do I spend my day?  I love to learn and to help people by sharing what I have learned.  I have gotten multiple certifications…Holistic Health Practitioner, Master Herbalist, Nutrition Consultant, Reiki Master, Animal Reiki, Karuna Ki Reiki, Certified Crystal Healer, Aromatherapist and a few others.

So, there you go, a little bit (not all) of what it’s like for those of us that live the RV lifestyle.  I hope it will give you a little perspective and help you if you’re considering it or just wondering what it’s like.

Until next time!  Have a very wonderful and blessed day! 🙂

I thought saying goodbye to my womb would be easier…..

Happy Friday y’all!

Sooo, I’m getting ready to have a full hysterectomy in just under 2 weeks and I thought it was going to be easy to say goodbye, buuuut……

I guess I should start from the beginning.  (TMI alert)  I’ve had problems with that part of my anatomy since the beginning, but I didn’t know that it wasn’t normal until after I got married.  I started taking the “pill” shortly after I got married (1985) and things were normal so I thought, and then when I quit taking it I didn’t get pregnant.  So, I went to the doctor and found out that I didn’t ovulate properly, as in I hardly ever ovulated at all apparently.  After taking some fertility drugs for a while, I finally got pregnant in 1992, only to have a miscarriage at 3 months (April).  I found out I was pregnant as I was miscarrying yet again, in August of that same year.  Then when my husband was in a horrific accident (Sept 1992), the thoughts of ever becoming parents went straight out the window.  Even if my hubby hadn’t been hurt, according to the doc, there was still a good chance we wouldn’t have been able to have kids.  For whatever reason, God decided we weren’t going to be parents.  That’s very hard to accept at the ripe old age of 25.  Especially when most of your friends are pregnant or already have babies.

For years, even though I always kept it to myself, it was a struggle seeing friends and family members raising their families, knowing I would never get to make all those memories with my own kids…..1st birthdays, or any birthday for that matter, Christmas’, Santa, Tooth Fairy, Easter Bunny…no holidays, no first dates, no dances, Prom, teaching to drive, teaching anything for that matter.

It took many years to learn to accept that I’d never be a mom.  My niece and nephews are all grown up now, with the youngest just finishing up high-school soon.  My oldest nephew is married and just became a Dad, which made me a great-aunt a year ago.  I just saw the little guy for the first time a couple of months ago and probably won’t get to see him again for close to a year, since we’re so far away.  My niece got married a couple of years ago, and is now pregnant with her first.  I saw a pic of her cute little baby bump today.  That’s when it dawned on me.  Here I am, 50 years old, getting ready to have a hysterectomy, and my sweet niece is going to be a mom, which means my sister-in-law is going to be a grandmother! 🙂  Dannnng, I won’t get to be a grandmother!  😦

I’m really excited for them, and all the wonderful memories they are, and will be making, but I’d be lying if I didn’t tell you that I’m a little sad.  It took years of struggling and finally accepting not being able to have kids, and now realizing I won’t get to be a grandparent either. 😦  For those of you that are or will be grandparents, I hear it’s better than being a parent because you can spoil them rotten and send them home!  HA!  🙂

So, I guess the message here is that for those of you that are blessed to be parents and grandparents, don’t take it for granted.  Enjoy every minute of it and relish the memories!  And remember when you run across those of us that don’t have kids, please be gentle, and remember it’s not necessarily that we didn’t want them (though I know there are some people that don’t), it was just not in God’s plan for us.

Saying goodbye to my womb is bittersweet in that it never got to carry a child to term, but I truly can’t wait to not have anymore issues with it.  I’ll be ok, I’m just a little sad is all.

Please wish me luck (and pray for my hubby!) in the next adventure in my life….. it’s called menopause! 😀

Have a very Blessed and fantabulous happy healthy weekend! 🙂

Please let me introduce you to my wonderful friend and fabulous Christian Romance Author….

Hi everyone!  Happy Monday!  I hope that your weekend was fabulous!  I finished a wonderful Christian Romance written by Julianna Desmond (pen name), aka JoAnn Durgin.  This is her first book written under a pen name and I have to say that I loved it every bit as much as I have all the books she’s written under her given name. 

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I was blessed to have been introduced to JoAnn via my wonderful sister-in-law. Though we live in different states I was able to spend a little time getting to know JoAnn and her husband Jim when they flew into town a couple of years ago and we’ve been friends ever since.  I have literally read every single book she has written and have truly loved every one of them.  Each and every book leaves you with wanting to not only better your relationship with God, but wanting to be a better person and live a more Godly life.  They have all the ups and downs you’d expect.  You will laugh and you will cry, but they are always uplifting and you’re left pacing the floors waiting for her next release (which I believe is Christmas!).  I am more of a historical reader, but I’ve become literally addicted to JoAnn’s modern day Christian Romance stories, and now Julianna Desmond’s too.  Now without further adieu, I’d like to introduce you.  I’ve asked JoAnn to be my guest today and write a little about herself and her newest release.  Ok everyone, here she is!  I’m very happy to introduce you to my wonderful friend, JoAnn Durgin!

JoAnnWhat’s an author to do after 25 published books? Try something new, of course! My name is JoAnn Durgin, and I’m a USA Today bestselling author who blends faith and humor in contemporary Christian romance novels. I was thrilled when my lovely friend, Lisa Macy, graciously invited me to share my brand new book, Only A Heartbeat Away, with you!

For this book, I created a fun pseudonym (pen name) using my same initials, and came up with Julianna Desmond. Doesn’t that sound like a romance writer name? The book released on September 1st, my faithful readers have been clued in, and I’m having a blast creating more book covers and titles using the “Only A ________ Away” theme. This first book can be found on Amazon (see link below), and it’s only 99 cents!

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Here’s a little more about Only A Heartbeat Away:

Georgia Adler might be from a small town near Atlanta, but don’t call her a peach! When a top literary critic reviews her book as a “contemporary masterpiece of epic proportions,” Georgia is named one of America’s most promising new authors. When her agent sends out a press kit with her photo, magazine editors and talk show promoters across the country clamor for her attention. Against her better judgment, Georgia reluctantly grants a few interviews, and a whirlwind publicity tour begins.

Grayson Chambers walks into a tempest when he visits his friend Nick in Manhattan. He’d only planned on lunch, but a new female novelist who’s taking the literary world by storm is being interviewed. As the managing editor of a trendy New York magazine, Nick’s in desperate need of an immediate replacement for the ailing male model. Swallowing his misgivings, Gray steps in to model professionally one last time. He can tolerate working with a demanding, beautiful diva for a few hours if it’ll give him the opportunity to publicize his foundation to thousands of people. He’ll be paid extremely well for a short time in front of the cameras, so what could be the harm? It’s a win-win situation.

After Georgia meets the devastatingly handsome Grayson, she begins to question the very crux of her novel, and Grayson wonders if the basis for his foundation is misguided. Is this a “chance” meeting between them or a way for God to reveal His own plans for their lives individually or perhaps even…together?

I hope you’ll check out Only A Heartbeat Away.  Thank you, Lisa, for inviting me as your guest on your fabulous blog!


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Thank you JoAnn for being my guest today!  Now everyone, please head on over to Amazon and get your copy!  I promise, you will LOVE IT!! 

Here is the link for you to purchase at for only .99.  Please make sure your follow her author page for Julianna Desmond too to keep you apprised of new releases too!

Once you’re hooked, make sure you check out all of JoAnn’s other wonderful books at via her author page also! 

Thank you all for being here today and I hope you’ll share these wonderful books with your friends too! 

Until next time, have a wonderful, happy, healthy and blessed day! 🙂



Facebook Contest!!!

Hi Everybody!  Happy Saturday!

Since I’m launching my business, I thought it would be fun to have a contest!  Here is how it will work:

Help me reach 500 likes on our new Facebook page and you will be entered to win a FREE personal aromatherapy blend!  This is a $150 value!

Here is all you have to do to be entered to win:

Go to and LIKE the PAGE.  Then, find the pinned contest post and type “done”!  That’s it!  That’s all you need to do!  Please share with your friends and give them a chance to win too!  Once we hit 500 LIKES on the page, we will draw a winner!  There won’t be a drawing until we get there, so the faster we get there, the sooner we can draw a winner!!!  WOOHOO!!!  I’m looking forward to the drawing!!!  I lovvvve to make blends!  It could be a diffuser blend, personal inhaler, body butter, balm or even a lotion!!!  This is EXCITING!!!!!  😀

Thank you and have a Blessed weekend!!!

New web address for my blog/website!!! :)

Hi everybody!

Happy Friday!  I decided to change my blog/website address to better suit what I do.  I hope you like it!

I chose:  Triquetra Energy and Aromatherapy (

The reason I chose Triquetra is for my love of the Triquetra and what it means to me.  For me it represents the Father, Son and Holy Ghost.  I feel the same about the Shamrock, but it didn’t sound quite right.  They are both a daily reminder of my Faith.

I chose Energy to represent the energy healing that I share via Reiki and Crystals (or a combination of the two).

Aromatherapy I chose for obvious reasons.  It’s something I love to share as a stand alone modality, and it’s also complementary to Reiki and Crystal Energy healing.

So, my website address will now be

I will also be updating my professional email address to match, very soon.

I’m hoping to get a logo drawn up of a shamrock with a triquetra in the middle, but haven’t gotten that far yet.

Anyway, I hope you like it!!  Have a wonderful weekend! 🙂

Memories of my Dad

Hi everyone, just wanted to share a bit about my Dad.  I’m having a bit of a rough time today, as he passed away just 3 weeks ago today, and today would’ve been his 72nd birthday….

A few memories:

I remember when I was probably about 4 sitting in his lap, or rather standing and helping him drive the car into the garage.


I remember weekends watching westerns and Wide World of Sports and eating spaghetti dinner with him out of a box (Chef Boyardee).

I remember him cutting up coconuts with a machete and sharing it with my brother and I, and letting us try the coconut milk inside.  Hmmm, I wonder if that’s why I lovvvve coconut water?

I remember falling off the back of my brother’s bike into a prickly pear cactus and being scraped with a pocket knife from head to toe to get all the cactus out.

I remember going with him on weekends when he was on his second job, remodeling houses, and helping where I could.

I remember him taking me to the hospital when I stepped on a roofing nail.

I remember him taking me to the gun range and teaching me not only to shoot, but how to properly clean firearms and to always respect them.

Dad taught us proper work ethic….be on time or early, work hard, do your job, do it right the first time, earn your paycheck, and always show respect.

Dad taught us to always respect our elders….Yes sir, no sir, yes ma’am, no ma’am.  No smart mouthing, no bad language, and you for darned sure better not even think about telling a lie…

We were expected to study hard, always do our best, and earn good grades.  Probably one reason I’m such a perfectionist, and still insist on getting A’s, even at my age.  ha

I remember working on cars with him, from about the age of 6 up through adulthood.  My hubby was pretty darned proud of me when he came home one day and I had put a new alternator on the car, all by myself.  I even finished up a lift kit we were putting on a Toyota truck once.  ha And for a time, I was really great at rebuilding motorcycle carburetors too!  Allll thanks to Dad teaching me a bit about working on cars and trucks when I was younger.

I remember our Wednesday’s when he’d pick me up from school early to go get my allergy shots listening to ollllld country music on the AM radio.

I remember how hard he worked to take care of us.  As many as 3 jobs at a time.  He wasn’t home much, but we knew he loved us just the same.

From the time I was born he had a nickname for me, and called me that up until the day he died.  No I’m not telling you what it is.  Some people know, and they also know they better not even dare think about calling me that.  Only Dad can do that.  My heart breaks knowing I will never hear him call me that again.

I remember the first time I went fishing with him, which was after I was married, and him throwing inky squid legs at me.  He couldn’t swim, but when we would wade fish off the beach, he’d walk out to the 3rd sandbar at low tide, in jeans, boots and a long sleeved shirt.  When he was done fishing a few hours later, the tide had generally come in and it was way over his head.  He would just walk back in and use his fishing pole to help him bob up for air!  lol My honeybunny and I went fishing with him many many times and have lots of great memories from going.

I remember him sneaking into the bathroom and pouring a jug of ice water over the top of the shower to pick on my husband when we were newlyweds.

I remember our one and only vacation when I was little, where our guinea pig died of heat exhaustion, a bear really and truly ate my Honey Comb cereal, we slid down dunes of gypsum, Dad climbed up a rock face……then the transmission went out on the car.

I remember when he decided to teach me to drive his granny geared 50 Chevy truck.  I had never EVER seen him look worried before, but he was holding on to the door for dear life!  ha


I remember the day he took my hubby and I to get our marriage license, and my hubby had left his wallet in his car and we had to drive alllll the way back to the house to get it. Dad was not happy to say the least.  I was only 17, so he had to sign for me.  Our 32nd anniversary is in 2 days, and I’m so glad that Dad not only approved, but gave Troy his permission to ask me to marry him.  They got along great and had many good times together, fishing, building things, working on old vehicles…..

I remember when I got my first tattoo (I was 35) and worried he’d be mad (he was really ticked off that I got my upper ear pierced a week or so prior).  He wasn’t mad at all, he just wanted to know why I didn’t get one like grandpa’s!  Grandpa had a Marine bulldog on his arm.  I will be getting a couple of new ones soon, and one will be in memory….

I remember the first time he told me he was proud of me, and that wasn’t very many years ago, but knowing that he was proud of me meant the world to me, even if I did have to wait over 40 years to hear him say it.  I never ever had to wonder if he loved me though.  He always told me he loved me when we parted ways or hung up the phone.

This doesn’t even begin to scratch the surface of all my wonderful memories I have of my Dad, but it gives you a few to share in.

My last memories are of me flying out to see him and say goodbye.  I went straight to the hospital from the airport.  His first words were “it’s about damn time you got here”. ha  Then he said, “I told you I’d call you before I die”.  I told him, “You didn’t call”.  He looked at me for a second and then said, “Well, you look good”.  I said, “Thanks Dad!”.  Then he told the nurse “That’s my daughter!”.  Just before I left for the evening, I said “I love you Daddy, I’ll see you tomorrow”, he said “I love you too baby, it’s now or never”.  Those were actually the last few words I got to have with him.  He was less and less lucid throughout that day, and even less each and every hour after that.  It was totally heart wrenching to watch a man, that had never a day in his life complained about pain…to hear him yell out, to beg you to help and you not be able to do anything for him, to hear him crying out and begging for the pain to stop, or for the nurses to not touch him.  Three short days later, when that moment came to say my final goodbye, I watched over him, spoke to him, and told him how much he was loved, how much he’d be missed, and that it was ok, as he took his last breaths.  It was truly the hardest thing I’ve ever done in my life, but I will never ever regret those last moments with him.


Happy 72nd Birthday Daddy, I hope you’re having a great big party up there in heaven to celebrate your earthly birthday!  I love you, and I miss you so very much, and I will always and forever be Daddy’s little girl…..

Asleep to Opportunities

Something we all need to remember and do!

On My Heart

I am battling regret. I was “asleep at the wheel” while I ran errands a few days ago, pressed on my lunch hour to get those things done and return to an appointment at the office. I wasn’t paying attention, and now I wish I could hit “rewind” on that day.

In the middle of one of my quick stops, a man began to describe an experience he had.  I didn’t know him, didn’t initiate with him, didn’t know where that conversation was going. We were walking out of a store at the same time–not together, but alongside.  I don’t know why he started talking about his experience, but he did, and instead of stopping and allowing the conversation to unfold, I kept walking toward my truck, being polite, but not really engaging and allowing this conversation to take us to a needed resolution.

I got into my truck and…

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