We had a nice sleep-in this morning and didn't leave the Motel in Warwick until almost check out time!
The people who own the Buckaroo Motel in Warwick are just lovely. The gentleman welcomed us warmly and actually came with us to the room when we arrived to show us where everything was and how the air conditioner worked.
This morning, as we were leaving, he and his wife were cleaning the rooms and had their two cats out with them. The cats were very happy and friendly little things ... I am not a cat person, but even I found them endearing. He wished us a safe journey and we were on our way.
It was a beautiful day. The sun was shining. Not a cloud in the sky. The air was clear - which was a nice change from the smoke filled skies that we experienced in Griffith for the last week that we were there.
First stop was ... you guessed it ... Maccas. We didn't hang around long because we had an hours drive in front of us and we were meeting The Craft Queen at 11am for morning tea.
We arrived in Toowoomba with time to spare, but when I sent a text to The Craft Queen, she didn't respond, so after 30 minutes, we decided to have lunch. We did a little shopping at the Rivers Clearance Store and then found a nice little cafe that served gluten free food - another delicious meal! Two days in a row!
During lunch, The Craft Queen contacted us to apologise for the fact that her boss had waylaid her. She gave us directions to her house and said she would contact her son to let him know that we were arriving.
Well, we knocked on the door, rang the metal bell, pressed the doorbell, turned the buzzer and hit the chime - all to no avail. We were just about to drive to her work to pick up the key, when Sleepy Teen finally opened the door, looking very 'put out'.
He showed us around so that we could find everything from the toilet to the beds to the tv to coffee and tea, and then he scuttled back to his bedroom ... I did tell him that he didn't have to entertain us.
So while we sat silently in the lounge room with the two cats, we could hear him pounding away at his computer keyboard through the wall that separated us.
We relaxed for a while - both of us feeling quite worn out. We strolled through the old house, a big old run down Queenslander that she is currenly renovating.
There must have been 15 or 16 rooms, maybe more! High ceilings and planked walls, lots of antique furniture as well as modern stuff. She has very eclectic taste and no one particular style.
Arts and crafts galore for all different genres and a love of butterflies and dragonflies - they adorned the walls and were noticeable in little decorative touches all over the house.
After a while, it was almost time for Number One Son to finish work, so we decided to walk to his motel and wait for him. He has just moved back to Toowoomba to take his old position with Boeing and they are paying for his motel until he moves into his own accommodation on Monday. Google maps made it look much closer than it actually was!
What we thought would be a ten minute walk, turned into a 25 minute walk and then Number One Son's lift from work dropped him in town, so he had to walk 30 minutes home as well. When he finally arrived, we used his bathroom, sat for twenty minutes and then left - having made plans to meet for dinner.
We booked into a motel and then walked to The Craft Queen's house to give her the plans for dinner as well.
Surprisingly, the evening was very mild, and we drove to The Coffee Club in Margaret Street and sat outside to eat dinner.
The food was good and the company was great. No alcohol required. We told some stories and had some laughs and parted company just after 8pm.
I'm so annoyed that I didn't think to get a photo! I only see Number One Son once a year if I'm lucky ... I SHOULD have got BGWLBH to take a photo of us together and The Craft Queen could have taken one of us all together. Ugh!!
Our motel is very comfortable and we will be heading north to Montville and Maleny tomorrow. Should be home in a few days. I miss home and I miss Adoring Husband.
We've done a lot of walking today, but it still feels like a lazy holiday day. Only one photograph taken all day ... and I'll post it tomorrow ... maybe.
Nite all.
I'm lazy and selfish and spend too much time on the internet. I love to be creative with photography and jewellery and sketching with pencil and pastels. I'm happier now than I have ever been and I love everything about my life ... where I live, my home, my fantastic grown up children, my lifestyle, my friends, my dogs and last but not least my wonderful adoring husband. Life is good!
Nice to see you!
Three major events occurred for me last year (2010), all in the space of about 2 weeks. I turned 50. The following day I got married. Two weeks later, my oldest daughter became pregnant with her first child and my first grandchild.
Most middle-aged people will tell you that in their minds, they still feel 20 something. It's the same for me.
Wasn't it only yesterday that I was planning a night out with guys from the surf club? That gorgeous new perm. Flaired, cuffed denims and the red t-shirt with the off-the-shoulder frill. Corked platform wedgies. **sigh**
Suddenly I'm looking in the mirror and wondering how 30 years can flash by so damned quickly!
So here I am in cyberspace, sharing my genuine shock and horror with anyone who'll listen and maybe I'll even meet some other over 50s who find themselves in the same predicament!
Welcome to my dilemna!!
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