Road Trippin’………..Wharton, TX


Logbook entry January 15, 2017……….First stop on the map of discovery fell into a category (when googled) as “a small town with unique things to see.” I’d never been to Wharton, it’s fairly close to home; only 97 miles, so I decided this would be good place to begin my year long journey of discovering new roads.

This would be good 1, of 2, day trips on my year long plan.

It was gloomy and rainy when I got up; causing me to want to change my mind. “No Jeri, stick to the plan. Hit the road.”

It’s about an hour and 45 minute drive and I wasn’t looking forward to driving in rain and traffic (I hate to drive).

But I set out……….

I put my destination in mapquest and closed my garage door.

First stop before the freeway…….Starbucks. I needed coffee to deal with rain and traffic.

About 20 miles down the freeway my GPS takes me off of the freeway.

“Why am I getting off the freeway?”
“Damn it! Already I’ve screwed up!” (my ditzy, directionally challenged mini me screamed in my ear). Anyone that knows me or has read any of my stories, knows that I am seriously directionally challenged…..it SUCKS.
I argue with myself, “NO! I haven’t screwed up! I’m following the GPS!”

The further I went the less populated it became. The rain had stopped and I began to relax in my drive. I realized the GPS shortest route was down back roads. I found myself driving down 2 lane country roads where there were no Starbucks, no Buckees, no Loves Truck stop and no traffic. Only miles and miles of cattle pastures and long country roads.

Who knew less than 50 miles was one of the largest city’s in the states…….Houston, TX

I arrived to Wharton to find a quiet little town, with a Junior College, life sized dinosaur (in one of the city parks), a quirky Tee Pee Motel; built in the 1940’s and still operating today and a beautiful courthouse.

I took a chance taking my first day trip on a Sunday, most of the little shops were closed. But I found one shop on the historical courthouse square with so much hodge podge, it kept me busy for an hour. My next stop was the city park where I was greeted by a friendly dinosaur. I felt like he was watching over the iron bridge that was not longer operational; but still lead passage over the Brazos River to the other side. It began to rain, so I bid my friend farewell and headed out in search of the quirky Tee Pee Motel.

There on the outskirts of town, in the middle of no where stood 10 structures in the shape of Tee Pees. When you round the bend, it was an unusual sight. One that makes you turn around and go back. I pulled in to check them out. They were indeed quirky! Lucky for me I walked upon one being cleaned. The girl cleaning was very friendly and laughed when I asked if I could check it out.

Much to my surprise; it was round inside! I guess I was expecting a square room in a round tee pee……..LOL! It had all the modern conveniences; queen bed, sofa, flat screen TV, shower and air conditioning. The only thing missing were windows. Go figure! She explained they were rented just like regular motel rooms at $75 per night. I thought it was a little pricey, as I didn’t find much to do in this quiet little town. I graciously thanked her for letting me poke around and I jumped in my car and headed back to G-town.

I came.
I saw.

Although it was not a grand adventure, it was a great way to spend a Sunday afternoon and a good beginning to my goal of discovering new places.

February’s destination ~ Waco, TX, where Dr. Pepper was created!
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Road Trippin’ 2017


Social media is a wonderful tool. It allows us to spy on our enemy, keep up with our family and friends and live vicariously through your 31 year old cousin.

Ashley and her son Kayson live in Utah.

Ashley has traveled all over the world with a back-pack and roll away suitcase.

I’ve lived Ashley’s adventures through Facebook and Instagram.

She is single, yet she hits the road and lets nothing hold her back. She is a great inspiration.

Each December; like most people; I reflect on the previous year and make plans for the new year ahead of me. A few years ago I began using a “vision board”. Most are probably familiar with them………Using visual aids such as pictures from magazines, pamphlets or hand written index cards; they represent the goals you have for yourself for the year and/or your life. You group these things together on a “board” and place it in a “visually” predominate place so you can see it everyday. Mine hanges on my closet door. They are very effective. Last years “vision board” had a beach condo on it. I closed on my beach condo May 21st, 2016. I removed that “vision” from my board. That vision is now a reality.

Did I accomplish everything on my vision board for 2016?

No…………

Are they still dreams or visions?

Yes…………

I just moved those things to the 2017 vision board and then added to it.

Ashley took her son to Paris and the surrounding areas this year. Then they were skiing on Christmas Day. As I looked at her pictures I asked myself, “Why can’t I do that?”, and a little voice said, “You can. You can face your fears and you can do anything you set your mind to.”

I allow being single to hold me back from doing things. I don’t like to go to places alone. Who does? But I miss out on things because of my fear of being alone.

What if something happens to my car?
What if something happens to my reservation and I have no place to stay?
What if I lose my phone?
What if someone talks to me?? God forbid!!!!

The “what if’s” were holding me back.

As I worked on my plans for my 2017 vision board, I watched it evolve into a year of discovery. Discovering new roads and places……..literally. I realized there are so many places in this big state of mine, that I have never seen.

And the wheels began to turn…………

Visit one new place every month.
Incorporate it with work holidays so I don’t have to take time off (save that for my Cayman Island trip).
Stay and do on the cheap.
No more than a 4 1/2 drive (I hate to drive).

So to the internet I went. Google, mapquest and Pinterest were my best friends for a couple of weeks.

I searched.
I pinned.
I mapped.
I reserved.

I have booked myself 12 trips to places I’ve never seen; to do things I’ve never done. Ok……..a couple places I’ve been before……….Waco, TX. My grand babies live there, but I’ve never explored the city. In February, while visiting; I’m going to the Dr. Pepper museum and The Silos (or Magnolia Market, Chip and Joanna Gaines shop from HGTV). In May I’m going back to Fredericksburg, TX to hike Enchanted Rock and watch the bats take their evening flight from an abandoned railway tunnel. I’ve been to Fredericksburg twice and never knew these things existed.

Wimberly, TX to see Jacobs Well.
Lampasas, TX to Colorado Bend State Park to hike Gorman Falls.
Fulton, TX; a little beach town (you knew I’d have to through a beach trip in here somewhere)
Mineola, Tx to a yoga retreat
Brenham, TX to the Blue Bell Creamery, wineries and lavendar farms.
Ft. Worth, TX stockyards
Rusk, TX to ride the train.
Wharton, TX to visit the Tee Pee Motel.
Schulenburg, TX to tour the painted Churches.
Shiner, TX to visit the brewery where they make Shiner Beer

Though the places I have choosen are not as grand as Ashley’s travels, she has inspired me to do grand things…..for me.

Leave the “what if’s” behind.
Leave the fears behind.
Just hit the open road and make 2017 a year of discovering new places.

Road trippin’ 2017……………..

“Momma Told Me”


“Momma Told Me”

Momma told me
there’d be days like this;
where getting dressed
would give me a fit.
These pants don’t work
I’ll try one more;
my closet now looks
like a dressing room floor.
Panties inside out
I’m already late;
Heel tears my hem
today is not the day!
I look in the mirror…..
what a hot mess!
I can’t help but laugh,
relieving my stress.
I don’t have time
it’s ponytail hair;
slip on my earrings,
a pair with some flair.
Grab my purse
rushing around;
slamming the door
my feet hit the ground.
Climb in my car
and I just breathe;
Momma told me
there’d be days like these.

“Carnival Lights”


Roller coasters
and Ferris wheels,
the lights of the midway rides;
take me back
long ago,
to life in a simpler time…….

“Step right up!”
yell shady folks,
“Come and test you skills!”;
cotton candy
and hot corn dogs,
rides in an ole hay field.
Tilt-o-whirl
and carousels,
“Let’s go to the petting zoo”;
baked cookies
and red snow cones,
so much for us to do.
“Where ya been?”
“How’s your mama?”
neighbors greet each other;
Kids squeal
wide eyed;
tugging on their mothers.
Flashing lights
ringing bells,
the kids all running ’round;
loud music
out past dark,
the carnival’s come to town.

Pleasure Pier, Galveston Island, TX 2016

“Morning Thunder”


I love the sound of thunder
rattling my window panes
It’s rumble so soothing
I just may stay in bed all day.
Or maybe I’ll sit and watch
the rain from my patio doors
Or ride to the beach
and watch it beat upon the shore.
Or maybe I’ll just stay
under my covers a little longer
Listen to the thunder
as its rolling’s getting stronger.
Close my eyes and drift
in and out of peaceful slumber
Snuggled in my covers
listen to the early morning thunder.

“Ball Of Fire”


Ball of fire
breaks the horizon
lights up the sky.
Giving salvation
relieves the darkness
blazing flight.
Dancing sparks
ignite the water
burns the night.
Blinds the morning
glorious day
heavenly light!


Jimmies on the Pier, Galveston, TX

“Red Lipstick”


I twirl it in my fingers,
it’s my red lipstick;
I push back the tears
before lining my lips.
Talking to myself
’cause no one else is here;
“What’s wrong with me?”
I ask the reflection in the mirror.
“Can you be more specific?”
asks the person that I see.
“Why am I alone?
What’s wrong with me?
I know I’m getting older;
but I’m really not that bad.
I’ve gained a little weight,
but really I’m not fat.
Is there something missing?
Something I don’t see?
What’s it all about?
What’s wrong with me?”

I squint at my mirror
not liking what I see,
the lights are so evil
the ones at my bathroom sink.
The truth is there
it’s staring straight at me
every wrinkle, every line;
all so plainly seen.
“Hello in there!
I know you hear me!
Always so talkative,
now you won’t speak…..”

“I try to tell you;
but you don’t listen.
You worry about nonsense
instead of what your missing.
Stop dwelling on things,
letting life pass you by.
Sands of time don’t stop,
don’t even try.
Put on your red lipstick
embrace the day;
don’t be afraid,
say the things you want to say.”

I get close to my mirror;
face to face.
I see all my flaws,
with my finger I trace.
I twirl it in my fingers,
it’s my red lipstick;
I push back the tears
before lining my lips.

“My Crown”


My crown may be a little crooked
but I’m the daughter of a King;
and though I’m no angel
one day I’ll fly with wings.
In my darkest hours
He whispers in my ear;
I may not always listen
but he speaks so I can hear.
At times when I feel worthless
He reminds me who I am;
unimportant though I seem,
I’m His precious little lamb.
When I’m lonely and afraid
He reaches out His hand;
fallen; He picks me up
helping me to stand.
My reflection says unworthy
but He’s standing by my side;
gently He reminds me,
“My child you can fly.”
My crowns a little crooked 
but his grace has set me free;
I am worthy, I am loved;
I’m a daughter of the King!

“Prism Heart”


Fragmented heart,
held by grace;
pieced together
like inticate lace.
Where once was whole
it’s chipped away;
quietly leaving
much empty space.
Broken vessel
all cracked and stained;
gently seeping
years of pain.
Through the cracks
of an empty place
beams of light
fill the space.
It’s been broken
and slightly abused;
a heap of rubble
perfectly used.
Reflective colors
through shattered glass;
a prism shines
through all the cracks.

“The Cross, the Thorns”


The crowd; they gathered,
they saw an humble man.
The guards; they shouted,
weak, they made him stand.
The thorns; they pierced,
the head of a precious Saviour.
The nails; they drove,
both hands and feet together.
The cross; they stood,
for all the world to watch.
The blood; they drew,
would cleanse our dirty hearts.
The day; the darkness,
it split the earthly skies.
The thunder; the lightening,
it was heavens desperate cry.
The stripes; the cries,
were heard with every cast.
The quake; the silence…..
His suffering finally past.

A mother; the visit,
a place for her to grieve.
The stone; the tomb,
it was empty on day three.
He died; He rose!
Hallelujah! We were saved.
The cross; the thorns,
a precious life He gave.

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