Home in Rocky Point, Oregon. Clear and sunny and 37 Degrees F
It is a bit amazing to me that after almost six years traveling in the MoHo, we would finally realize that the beautiful leather sofabed was just not to our liking. When we first bought the rig, it looked oh so luxurious. We learned how to make down the comfy queen size bed on the first day, and never have used it in the entire six years we have traveled in the rig.
The sofa was pretty comfortable, or so it seemed, but with use we discovered that the pedestal table was a pain to set up every time we opened the slide, and that our little wooden tables, nice as they are, were susceptible to doggy coffee spills, and didn’t work all that well for computing. We also discovered that the seat was much too wide for either of us on the ends, and the only really comfortable place to sit was in the middle…for one.
Three people lining up on a sofa doesn’t make for good conversation, either, so we would bring in the folding chairs for company. It all worked just fine until we saw more and more rigs with those big curved dinettes, including Mo’s brother’s Winnebago, and we finally decided to bite the bullet and try to get one. Calling around, we first discovered that our slide was just two inches too narrow for the standard curved booth, and we also worried about the desire to maybe make out a bed for one reason or another. The $5,000 price tag helped to nix the idea as well.
Mo started cruising the internet, and found a really nice little FlexSteel dinette booth, with sides that made into a single bed if needed. A call to Countryside Interiors in Junction City confirmed the unit would fit, and they would install it. There were some measurements taken, the valance covers were too long, but that was an easy fix according to Steve, the owner of Countryside. After seven weeks, our unit arrived and we headed over the mountain to spend the night in Eugene before the big installation day.
With a four hour installation time estimated, I have to say they did a great job in just under five hours. Josh was incredibly professional, doing good solid clean work, and paid attention to all the little details that would make the unit perfect. Countryside Interiors was a great place to have the work done, and we appreciated the good service.
I do have to include a bit of a rub, however. When we ordered the dinette, we were told they would sell our sofa on consignment so we could recoup some of the expense of the new one. Our sofa was in excellent condition, and the bed as I said, had never been used. But when the whole job was said and done, and I requested information on the consignment, we were told the sofa was no good, that they couldn’t sell it, that it was basically worthless, and she asked me kindly, “Would you like a donation slip for Habitat for Humanity?”
Fishy, fishy, fishy!! Their used furniture room was full of units not as nice as ours, and while we were waiting for the installation to be completed, a dealer came in to look at their used inventory. I did ask if I could trade in the sofa on one of their nice Euro Chairs (a recliner on my wish list) and she said again, “No, we don’t do trades”. I did plan to buy that chair from them eventually, but the more I think about it, I do think they have enough of our money. The price was reasonable but definitely a high price for a piece of furniture, but maybe their profit margin for something like FlexSteel isn’t very good and they need to make more money selling the used pieces. Either way, I will not go back to buy my recliner from them.
As long as you know about the consignment part, it is a great place to have work done. They were on time, professional, and very careful and thorough. Don’t hesitate to use them for upgrades, just don’t expect any trade in for your current stuff, unless it has never been used at all. That was her excuse, at least. We had sat on the sofa and there was a rub (not scratch, just a dirt spot) on the arm next to the slide wall. Enough of that.
The dinette is absolutely perfect for us. We were able to use our existing table, although it is about 2 inches more narrow than I would like, but the wood is so nice we hated to give it up. The best part is that the chairs are incredibly comfortable, and wide enough for four people to sit for a meal, and with the wall end arms, perfect for lounging for joint television viewing. Even more perfect, when we are sitting at the table, we now have a view directly outside, rather than staring at the kitchen wall in front of us from the sofa. I can type on the computer and we can play dominos again and play a hand of cards without craning our necks sideways and trying to keep our hands hidden. The bed flips out with just a touch and is also really comfortable. There are even two nice drawers in the base of the seats. Somehow, it seems that we have much more room inside the rig, even when the slide is closed. (Notice that all these photos of the new dinette are with the closed slide)
On to the next subject: Saving the Blog.
I do reasonably regular backups of the blog, so that if something happened to the google/blogger servers, I would have a hard copy of the code that I could then use to import into another platform if is wanted. The photos are also linked, even though blog photos are actually stored on the google server as well. Hopefully Google won’t die. But things change, life changes. Sometimes technology changes. At the moment I am trying to convert VHS video to DVD and then trying to figure out how to edit the footage. (Still no progress on that one, but I am working on it)
Who is to say that sometime in the future there would be another tech change that would make our blogs completely obsolete? Or inaccessible? We all work so hard on them, and for me it is my journal, the record of my life that is becoming more and more important as the memory card of my brain fills up and overloads. Voila! Blog2Print. Others have talked about doing this, and it has been on the list for a bit of time now, but I couldn’t decide exactly how to go about it. Of course it isn’t cheap, so I originally thought that maybe I would just do a book on the Alaska Trip, or the Covered Bridges of Oregon, but then I would miss all the rest.
Instead, I decided to do a year at a time, starting with the most recent completed year, 2012. The book arrived yesterday, and I have to say that I really love it. I chose to let Blog2print arrange photos at the medium size rather than trying to keep everything exactly as I had it on the blog. After browsing the entire 277 pages of text and photos, I am completely happy with the book. My middle daughter, Deanna, is the one who kept saying, “Mom, you need to get all this in a book"!” OK, Deanna, the book is done! My next book will be 2013 when it is completed, and then I’ll have to save up to do a year at a time back to the beginning. Sure is a lot easier to read than my own handwritten journals.
One last note here. My new friend John Parsons asked me to put a FaceBook post that I wrote awhile back on the blog. He said he wanted to be able to find it again, and that is really hard to do with FaceBook! Everything there just rolls by so quickly, and I can NEVER find old stuff in there. So, John, here you go.
GROWING UP IN LA
I remember chocolate colored water thick with sticks and rocks hurtling down the wash behind our house during the monsoon floods. Leaping with a thrill from huge boulder to huge boulder they used as fill to try to stem the flow, which for me was a magic wilderness of danger and roaring water. I remember the soft bellies of horny toads when you caught them, the sharp prick of stickers in your feet from goatheads...who ever wore shoes? the smell of dust when the first drops of rain hit after all those dry months. How incredibly green the San Gabriel Mountains looked in April with the tall candles of yucca backlit against a setting sun. The muted happy sound of kids voices on the playground as I lay on my back watching sky so blue it looked very nearly black. The milky way and pungent pines of Mt. Baldy on a summer night of camping. I remember the sweet sad feeling of yearning when the winds blew and the smog vanished leaving behind air that was so sharp and clear that you could actually see the sparkles floating around it in...dreaming of a magic place to live where the air was like that all the time. climbing to the top of the hill in Sierra Madre Canyon, among the prickly pear and agave and morning glory and old live oaks to the digger pine that was high enough to let me see Catalina. I remember how golden a warm apricot tastes when picked from your hiding place in the tree, and how bitter a surprise an unripe olive can be. ...Childhood in LA in the 50's.... .....Warm as an apricot and bitter as an uncured olive.