We aren’t
doing much blog worthy at this moment.
On Wednesday I went to line dancing lessons and videotaped about 20 of
the dances so I can work on them at home (I know, maybe not a good visual, but
it is good exercise). In the evening we
went up for pizza and Bingo. Greg was a
winner. This bingo game is called “goal post
with a football”. Until we started
playing here I just thought bingo meant getting five in a row.
On Thursday,
my biggest accomplishment was making macaroni salad.
Old Fashioned Macaroni Salad
8 oz.
macaroni, cooked and cooled1 c. diced celery
½ c. diced sweet onion
½ c. diced green bell pepper
½ c. diced red bell pepper (optional)
Dressing: Mix together
1 c.
mayonnaise1 T. mustard
¼ tsp. black pepper
1 tsp. salt
1 tsp. sugar
2 T. vinegar
You may want
to make 1 ½ times the dressing, the macaroni tends to soak it up.
I also got
our “File of Life” information packets filled out. These files include all of our medical
information in case of emergency. The
file is placed in a red “File of Life” plastic pouch with a magnet on the back
for you to place it on your refrigerator.
Since many RV refrigerators don’t have metal doors, placing it inside
the fridge is also a possibility. A
sticker is then placed on your outside door or nearby window that indicates to
emergency personnel that you have your “File of Life” information inside. The sheriff’s department that provided these
to us also included a smaller version to be carried in your car, or in our
case, the motorcycle.
Today we
filled out our resumes to submit to Workampers.com. We thought we might find some interesting
work to do next Fall and Winter when we plan on spending a few months in
Arizona.
We will be
back in Indiana this year on May 12. We’ll
be staying at the Glowood campground between Pendleton and Lapel for at least
part of the time we are there.
Today our
big project was covers for the large chrome mirrors on the front of the
coach. We got one finished but we’ll
have to wait until later to post a picture, it’s too dark out now.
We stay at Glowood every time we go home. Full hook-ups that work well and quiet times in the middle of a cornfield. Except for the pot holes (some nasty ones), we kind of like it there. The owner, who does all the work, is a really nice guy.
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