glamping Life Memoirs

Stone Groan

It was a perfect weekend for camping–temps in the 80’s, fair skies. It was a bit windy so I really couldn’t set much outside but I managed to decorate my site and make it a glamping fit.

My cozy comfy little vintage camper.

It was a Get’away Gals campout, so as is our custom we met Thursday evening for a “BYODinner” to catch up and play games and just enjoy being together again. I made plans to go to a flea market the next day with some of the ladies.

Friday morning after a rather fitful night I got up feeling a little off. I met the ladies and got into the car, but I soon recognized the odd feeling. It was a familiar ache. Kidney stone. We had to make one restroom stop on the way to the market. I chose denial and went shopping.

The kidney stone chose not to be ignored. I managed to buy a pair of earrings and another item but after two restroom visits it was time to say uncle. I asked my friend to take me back to the campground, a mere 40 minutes away. Nausea reared its ugly head and we had to stop again.

Finally back at my camper I rummaged around for the hydrocodone and tamsulosin prescriptions I’d gotten at the ER last year for the same problem. I always bring those drugs with me in case. I’m so glad I did.

I texted everyone in my family as I tried to decide what to do. Should I hook up my camper and try to make the two-hour drive home? (No way that would have happened!) Should I ask someone to pick me up? My sister and brother-in-law said they would come get me and my trailer. But then my son gave me the wisest advice. Stay put. Ride it out. Call 911 if I have to, or get a friend to take me to a clinic or ER.

After the medicine took effect, staying put was my only option. Thank God for my cozy, comfy little camper and my bucket potty. I slept most of the day and when I woke I texted a friend, asking her to bring me something from the potluck. I ate half of that and then slept until the next morning.

When I woke the back pain and urgency to use the bathroom were gone. I showered, dressed, and ventured to the clubhouse where a few ladies were hanging out. Had the stone actually passed?

I was good. Good enough to go on to the ballpark to watch my grandson play in his baseball tournament. It was a lucky coincidence that my camping event and his tournament were in the same town on the same weekend.

Back at the campground I attended the evening dinner, hooked up my camper, and drove home on Sunday with no problems. The stone was gone. Many had prayed for me, and I have no doubt that God in His infinite mercy intervened. But I can’t help having a lingering fear that I will have another stone on another campout or on a long trip. I won’t let that fear keep me from going, though. I know even in the darkness and pain, He will be with me.

Have you ever had a kidney stone?



Little Miss Millie: The big reveal!

If you’ve been wondering what the inside of my little 1962 Scotsman travel trailer looks like, well, wonder no more.
After much searching, begging (sisters/hubby), arranging, and rearranging, she’s finally ready to show off!

Come on in and have a look!

This is the right wall just inside the door.  The previous owner had left behind some hints of turquoise and lime green, so I decided to go with it.  The deer skull was a fun find at a local gun show that was originally pink but it needed turquoise paint and glitter to fit in.

This is the front of the trailer with its dinette that can be converted into a bed.  My sister Brenda fashioned the curtains from shiny lime green drapes, turquoise and brown fringe donated by my other sister Sharon (who donated a pillow), and thrift store doilies!  Aren’t they adorable?
Brenda also donated the tablecloth and made that super cute paper feather chandelier!

That portable a/c unit was our only option since we didn’t want to cut holes in the skin or tamper with the jalousie windows.  When will someone make a table top a/c unit?
Directly across from the door and in the center of the trailer is the kitchen area, complete with a sink and stovetop.  At the moment I have the microwave sitting over the sink, but as soon as hubby builds a stand over the cooktop it will go there.

To the rear of the trailer is the bedroom, or boudoir.  When I am camping, the vintage Coleman ice chest and water jug go outdoors.  That frilly ruffly thing with the pink toilet seat cover is my potty!
I adore the shelf above the back window that holds my precious stuff!

These are views of the foot and head of the bed.  At the foot there is a shelf, hooks, and racks, which come in handy for more precious stuff!  Check out that lampshade chandelier created by my sister Brenda.

This shot shows the copper covered icebox door as well as the super narrow closet door.

That about wraps it up!
Decorating these little trailers is such fun!  Please let me know what you think of my efforts, and share photos of your vintage trailer if you own one!



Wedded Life Wednesday: Getting ready for our first Scampin’ trip!

Remember this gal?  Her name is Scampin’ Annie and she has been a project for the past three years.  We acquired this 1978 Scamp in July of 2010 and have been slowly fixing her up.  I am happy to announce that she is finally ready for her maiden voyage!

We have reservations at a campground between Austin and Houston and will be towing her behind my Ford Escape this coming weekend! The campground is about 240 miles away.  It will be Friday the 13th, but I won’t think about that.  I cannot wait!

The hubs has been so wonderful doing the little tasks that I cannot do or didn’t even know needed to be done, such as installing working trailer lights, attaching the new license plate, greasing the wheel bearings (did I say that right?), and making sure the tires are good.  He even painted the wheels and polished the hubcaps!  (pics later)

This trip will actually be a trial run before my actual big Scamping trip to Texas Antiques Week in Round Top the first week of October.  Since it will just be me and my daughter and maybe my sister, he needs to be convinced that I can pass the trailer pulling, backing, and parking test.  Under his watchful eye, I will do all the hooking up, driving, pulling into parking lots, backing into the camping space, and unhooking.  I have to prove my mettle as a trailer hauler!  Wish me luck!

Actually, in spite of his and my mother’s misgivings (she worries about EVERYTHING), I have every confidence that I can do this!  If all those cowgirls can pull those long horse trailers, surely I can haul a 13-foot camper!  We will see.  We. Will. See.

Stay tuned!



Meaningless Drivel Monday: We’ll leave the light on. . .

As I write this, it is almost Tuesday, but I have to share anyway.  On Saturday hubby worked hard readjusting the window air conditioner in the Scamp so that the water would flow out of the camper instead of in!  It was a thankless job.  

I helped him remove all the foam insulation we had sprayed around it previously, which is what you see covering the ground.  Then we had to push and pull the little unit around so he could figure out how to reset it.  He ended up having to cut a piece of the window frame (GASP!) and then adding some wood to the frame.

As I walked back into the house to begin dinner I looked back at the Scamp.  Daylight was disappearing, and the little string of camper lights shone through the doorway.  Looking like home.  Looking like our future little home away from home on wheels.  The sight gave me a really warm happy feeling.

I just can’t wait to get her on the road!



Meaningless Drivel Monday: Did you figure it out?

Last Monday I talked about the progress I have made on my little vintage travel trailer, my 1978 Scamp.  I showed several photographs, and then I showed this photo. . .

. . .and asked you to guess what I was going to do with it.  Did you try to guess?

Give up?  Here’s what I did with this 
vintage metal tray.

I attached it to the front of the old Dometic refrigerator and made a magnetic board out of it!  That’s my little trailer pal Maggie’s photo framed on it.  I attached the tray with Command strips.  Only time will tell if they will continue to stick to that aluminum door. The red tray picks up the red polka dots in the upholstery.

Speaking of which–I had hoped to have all the cushions situated in the camper, but there is the small problem of water leaking around the window air conditioner when it rains.  Until that is fixed, the cushions will not be placed inside under that window.  So, there’s been a slight delay. . .

Now to start on the rag curtain that will go over that furnace hole where I put the crates.  Stay tuned!