Making Time to Play

We've finally decided that the garage is to be called "the game room."  Last week Alan and I installed foam padding for the gym floor.  We bought 2 packs and realize we need 1 more.  I can't believe I finally have my own home gym.

We've got a weight bench with a rack, an upright bike that Alan's parents gave us for Christmas, and the Xbox Kinect.

I love Just Dance 3 (which I bought myself for Christmas).  Marissa and Stephanie play with me and we laugh so hard when we're not panting from the dance workout.

We spent most of the weekend in town this weekend since high speed Internet is necessary for a lot of work, but all work and no play is very bad for my health.

This afternoon we got back to the ranch with plenty of daylight left.  It was a beautiful February 5th in Oklahoma.

Alan gave Stephanie and me a lesson in loading and firing the rifle.  We also shot the new Ruger 357 which I like a lot better than the SR9.  I was using 38 special rounds instead of 357, but I felt like I had so much more control than the 9MM.

Marissa wanted to be included so Alan set up a target for her to practice with the pellet gun.

Stephanie and I are looking forward to more practice with targets instead of just shooting into the field.

Finished off the day with my yoga practice from the Rodney Yee book I received for Christmas.

Sitting with my family watching the Super Bowl, I realize that while the afternoon's activities lasted only 2 1/2 hours, they made the weekend feel like a weekend.  I look around the room and there are smiles on every face.

Fireplace at Sundown

It's hard to complete projects when you spend a week teaching in town.  I'm so impressed with Alan's abilities.  He's working really hard on the deck and we're getting closer to finishing the whole project.

Alan has almost completed the pergola.  In our excitement we hauled the small fireplace and the deck furniture up on the deck.

 Sipping wine in front of the fire at sundown in January is a wonderful experience.  It was a little chilly, but we are wearing only light jackets in mid-January.

The Flying Loveseat

The loveseat that flew.

Moving from a large home into a tiny home means getting rid of a lot of possessions.  Last year when we moved, we had a huge garage sale and took 3 trips to Goodwill with donations.

But on the day of  closing, we are still moving items into storage.  We finished an hour before closing and had just enough time to shower and head over.

We ended up with 2 storage garages in Tulsa.  The second one was completely unplanned.  Alan has been obsessed with condensing to 1 unit to quit the monthly rent of the second unit.

Today, we finally accomplished it. Having already taken the day off because of the funeral for Alan's dad, we decided to take advantage of the afternoon and clear another task off our list.

We loaded the truck bed with a bookcase and the loveseat which were going to their new home in our "den/bunkhouse/mancave/whatever" building.  Everything else was crammed into the 1 unit.

We headed west.  The girls and I were in my car, and Alan drove the Tacoma.  He headed to the pet resort to pick up Chance, and we headed straight to Oklahoma City.

Let me take a moment to say how much we like Woodland West.  Even though we no longer live in Tulsa, if we have to board Chance, this is the place to do it.

See the red dirt on his nose?  We wonder what he is getting into.

So the girls and I are down the turnpike about 20 miles when I get a call from Alan.

"Sweetheart, the love seat flew out of the back of the truck."

He said it went flying like a helicopter.  Boy, you just never know with Oklahoma winds and driving on the turnpike what will happen.

Unfortunately, an elderly gentleman hit the loveseat and it was destroyed.  The man's car was scratched up but no one was injured.