Another week gone by

Time does seem to get away from me here at Jojoba.  I had my training for volunteering in the library last Saturday, and I’ve spent some time a couple of days this past week taking care of returned books and DVDs.  There’s quite an extensive DVD section, and lots of people take advantage of the very reasonable $.50/DVD rental rate.  All rentals and book borrowings are done on the honor system, so working there is quite easy.

There are two off leash dog parks here, and if you have a dog that uses either or both of them, you are automatically a member of the dog park committee.  On Thursday, about 25 of us dog owners met for a potluck dinner and short meeting.  Plans are in the works for establishing a dog wash station in the park.  Now that’s something I’d like to see happen.  Emma won’t know what hit her once that is built.  Just like most everything else here, it will be funded and built by park members.

One of the challenges for ladies living on the road is trying to get a decent hair cut.  I’ve had my share of scalpings in the last nine years.  It turns out that there is a lady in the park that does cuts right out side her rig, under a cabana, for $8.  I think there’s even a heater out there for chilly days.  Her big old dog, Murray, welcomes you as you arrive in your golf cart.  The first time I went, the cut was a little short.  I went again this week, and the cut was just right.  She now knows my hair and where my cowlicks are. 

Since I had such a good time at the Ladies’ Day Air Gun Shoot in November, I decided to return to the airgun field yesterday for the Ladies’ Poker Shoot.  I had no idea what that meant, but I ran into Mike and Terry (two of the biggies in the air gun club) earlier in the week while I was at the dog run with Emma.  I’m so glad I stopped them to talk about my budding interest in this sport.  They both took me under their wings when I showed up for the shoot. 

A Poker Shoot means each contestant has two minutes and five shots to try to hit up to five playing cards that are set up on top of one of those wooden work horses out in the firing range.  You are shooting at the backs of the cards.  What ever cards you hit determines your poker hand.  Then it’s like five card draw, where you can choose to buy up to five more cards (that you have to hit with a bullet) to replace the cards you discard for your final hand.  Is that clear as mud?  Anyway, suffice it to say that I didn’t win, but I sure did have a lot of fun, and the guys really taught me a lot.  I did come home with six long stemmed roses for participating.  You can’t beat that.

Mike even called me tonight to let me know that the gun I was most comfortable with was on sale at a local feed store in Temecula.  Since I’d planned to go into town tomorrow anyway to find the farmer’s market, what do you think the chances are that I’ll be coming home with an air rifle??  Look out Annie Oakley!!

Thanks for stopping by… talk to you later,  Judy