Seems like all RVers in Florida are bitching about the rain over the past few days. How anyone can complain about the weather this winter in Florida is beyond me.

So I’ll bitch about something else. Yesterday, in general.

It started when we tried to get cranked up to run some errands. What happened was nothing. Nada. Zip. No familiar grinding sound. Nothing. So Mom and I proceeded to have an argument. I wasn’t much of an argument; we’ve never been able to muster that up very well. Let’s call it a slightly warm discussion. You see, I figure that if you’ve replaced the this, that and the other on your RV then you’re known-good, as in the devil you know, while Mom argues that Miss Lueffie’s ass is going to fall off in the middle of the road at any time. The truth is that Mom really wants a newer, spiffier Class A but she’s afraid that Miss Lueffie will pee on her again so she’s not too strident about it.

Back to the non-cranking. It’s happened every several months and it always cranks after an hour or two. No mechanic has ever found anything wrong because it doesn’t do it when I bring it to them. And I can bring it to them because it cranked up, right? So we were sitting there in the CG pissing and moaning when I had a brainstorm; I could call a MOBILE MECHANIC! (duhhh)

So Paul’s Mobile Mechanic of Land O’Lakes showed up, charged their standard $85 service call plus a _$5 part_ and we were on our way.

Next stop,  the liquor store. For some reason they only had three bottles of each of the types of rum we like. Cruzan 9, Castillo and even Captain Blowhard, three bottles each.

Went to the storage shed to find two books. When faced with eight feet of boxes Mom decided two books might not be so important.

The high point of the day was cats’n’rats. That’s a Chinese buffet that’s actually pretty good. Ichiban in Land O’Lakes across from Winter Quarters RV park and near Murphy’s Liquors.

We decided to go ahead and do the other errands since we’d be leaving in a couple of days and didn’t want to have to run errands two days in a row.  So down the road to the mailbox service we go. Whereupon we discovered another missive regarding the lawsuit we’ve been victimized by. Fun day so far.

Back to the CG where I only tried four or five times to get backed in kinda sorta where we were before. And then play with sewer hoses etc.

The saving grace of the day is that evening brought that rum we bought and my honey beside me. I vaguely recall that we watched some boring movie with some ugly guy and it was good to get this day behind us.

Did it rain? I have no idea.

We are parked end to end and this new camper insists on parking his car right between our campers leaving no room for us to pull out to go to town. By now, we had only one space left between us and them. He then adds yet another car, now there are a total of three! Two in the back between us, and one in the front. Wow, I figured how rude is that! We had lost a good 12 feet or more of our campsite because he needed what little space we had left, and all of his.

Hmmm, what to do… I simply caught him and his friends gone that were parking between the campers and put up a sign. “Campsite Occupied” in the area they were parking and moved the grill, chairs and table in that space! He/they got the hint. I even allowed him enough space to put one car between us on my side. He chose to move it to the front! Sometimes, a subtle hint is all it takes!

Well, I can’t really say it was subtle, but at least it was a way of letting him know he’s encroached my space without having to confront him about it! lol’s

Just last Thursday we were talking about how mild the winter has been here in Florida.

Some of you might know that we’re nudists; if not, you do now. Get over it.

Way back last August or September we started thinking about where to go for a couple of months in the winter; we knew that a winter at the Grove in north Georgia wasn’t for us. We reasoned that it would be too cold in Florida to run around nekkid as it had been for many years, so it made sense to stay at a textile campground rather than paying twice the price to stay at a nudist park.

And so we’ve suffered through the hottest winter in a long time. In our clothes. With the air conditioner running.

Which brings us to how we put the mouth on it. When we talked about the mild winter we did it _out loud_ multiple times on Thursday.

Sure as shootin’,  Friday night hit 33F and the furnace didn’t light. Saturday’s high was a scorching 55F and the low is forecast to be around 30F. To all of you who were inconvenienced we apologize. We will endeavour to shut up in the future.

And now about outwitting ourselves. We’ve made reservations to stay at Lake Como nudist park next November to March. And it’ll be the coldest winter in 100 years….