A Writing Contest

Cindy Romero June 28, 2023

Another month almost gone and what have I done. Well, to hone my writing skills, I’ve entered a contest called, “Essay to My Younger Self.” You’d think this would be easy enough. After all, I have many years of experience behind me to give advice. But honestley, it took more thought than I expected. I had written five different essays, each with 1,000 words, and ended up choosing the last one. With the deadline being June 30th, I finally got it submitted June 27th.

The writing of the story is the easy part, sort of, as long as you don’t re-write it five times. The fine tuning and revisions are the hard part. Every contest has rules. If you don’t follow those rules exactly, then you are disqualified. The essay must conform to the theme they want with exact word count, layout, font and font size, correct spelling, no typos, page numbers, author name, etc.. It can be exhausting, but I love it. I proofread over and over and over again to make sure it’s to the best of my ability.

The winners are announced in 90 days. By then, I will forget I even entered the contest. I just hope I’m good enough to place in one of the five spots. If you don’t enter, you can’t win. Right? Wish me luck.

I’m happy to say, I no longer have need for crutches, scooter, nor aircast! My journey into the abyss is over after 116 days of hell. I still have a ways to go before I’m 100% pain-free, but I’m walking with a shoe on now. I’ve walked my Tuco a few times, which was a challenge for both of us. I have to remind him that mom can’t walk as fast as dad does. He tries, at least he wants me to walk him, which makes me happy.

Summer is here and my Love Bug has discovered sprinklers! He loves playing with them and biting them. So far, we’ve only had to replace one. He also has a doggie swimming pool but doesn’t quite get what it is. He thinks it’s a big drinking bowl. lol

One more thing this month. Tuco’s motorhome got a brand new driveway to park on; no more rocks, dirt, uneven grassy patches, or mud to walk over. :)

So, that’s it for June. Until next time, we hope you’re making memories and enjoying your summer with family and friends.

God bless and stay safe.

Skip’s mom, Cb

Family

Cindy Romero May 29, 2023

Webster’s New World College Dictionary describes fam.ily as “a group of things having a common source or similar features.” Along with the obvious, “all the people living in the same house; household” or “a social unit consisting of parents and the children they rear.” In my case, the animals I rear.

This month we attended some family gatherings, though not all our own immediate family, we were included to join in as if we were.

I attended the wedding shower of a dear friend of mine recently. We were co-workers a few years ago. She always looked up to me and would confide in me as a daughter would to her mother, or in my case her grandmother. I always told her to invite me to her weddding when the time came. And she did! I think I was one of the only women not related to the “family,” but they made me feel as though I was. The wedding ceremony was in a barn, the decor Western, and the bride and groom gorgeous. Sweetie and I were happy to be a part of the newlyweds’ celebration.

Mother’s Day came next. This time was with immediate “family,” us. Tuco and the hubs had gone for a walk and when they returned, they were carrying a bouquet of roses. “Where did you get those?” I asked. “Are they for me?” He said when Tuco and he were leaving on their walk, a delivery truck came by. He wanted to be there when I saw the flowers, so they continued on their way and gave them to me when they got home. What a nice surprise! And so unexpected. I just love those two. My family, they really make me happy.

We went back to Palisades State Park the following weekend. Our friends we had met last year invited us to stay with their family in one of the group sites. We were the second ones to arrive; our friends were already there. We wanted to park on the end so they could be with their family, but they insisted we camp right next to them in the middle. So, we did. It was beautiful. Not many people were in the park yet, so it was nice and quiet.

As their family arrived, it got more noisy with kids, scooters, and bikes. My gosh there was a lot of people! We were not used to this. And now, we were sandwiched in between all of them. Babies crying non-stop and kids running all over the place. Ugh! The thought was, what did we get ourselves into?

Tuco was great. This was his second camping trip and we had him all polished up to meet new folks. We told him he had to be a good boy because we were invited guests. Our hostess said, “You’re not guests, your family!” That just melted my heart. The two other dogs there didn’t want to be his friend, but all the kids and adults loved him, and he loved them.

We rented a golf cart to get around in because I couldn’t walk too good yet. We all shared it and the kids loved it. We played Corn Hole and had fun. We spent mealtimes together and got to know each other better.

That really opened up my eyes. All these people treated us like we belonged. They included us in everything they did. They were just family being a family and kids being kids. They treated each other with respect and kindness. They baby sat each others kids. Why, even one little boy took a walk with me. I had on my Aircast boot and couldn’t walk fast. He said to me, “I can walk slow with you.” He did, and when we left, he gave me a great big hug. I had turned into a softie.

Memorial Day is another way to remember family and those that went before us that served our great nation. I am proud of our US Military and honored to call them America’s family. True heroes that had our country’s back. Isn’t that what a family does?

So, this is just a little rendition of what a family means to me. It is sharing, caring, and showing unconditonal love. It is fighthing for what you believe in and sacrificing for one another. It’s putting someone else’s needs before your own. It’s teaching others what you have learned so they can live a better life. It’s the mom, the dad, the sister, the brother, the grandma, the grandpa, the friends, and fur babies. We all share something in common, and that is what a family is to me.

Book Editor

Cindy Romero May 1, 2023

I love learning new things. Last month, I started a six week online course with IAP Career College to pass the time while my foot heals. Today, I am proud to include the title of Book Editor to my list of accomplishments.

This worked out well, as the weather wasn’t cooperating and I couldn’t go outside and walk anyway. Mother nature thought it was funny to prolong winter with snow, hail, and rain all throughout the month of April. Now the sun is out, the temperatures are rising, and I can finally enjoy my happy moments on the front porch with a morning cup of coffee and write my stories.

Tuco has been a real trooper, too. He had free run of the house, both inside and out, while his mom did her studies. But he chose to stay close to me, in my office, and kept me company. He seemed to know that “schooling” was a very important thing.

Isn’t it funny how time passes, or the lack of? I mean, sometimes when antisapating the beginning or end of something, it’s always too slow or too fast. Maybe it’s just frozen in time, neither fast nor slow but just, stuck. The online course seemed to pass quickly. I finished in five weeks. The healing of my foot seems like it’s been two years and not two months. I’m frustrated and anxious for it to be like new again. Now, I’m told the whole process could take twelve to eighteen months to heal properly. What did I get myself into? They say, “all good things come to those who wait.” I’d like to know who “they” are. I don’t know how much longer I can wait and still keep my sanity…

The motorhome was uncovered and cleaned up this weekend, along with the RZR. It’s time to take Skip Thomas Adventures on the road again and sell some books. We have a trip planned in three weeks and Tuco is excited to go. He loves riding in the side-by-side with his Pop, too. This will be his second traveling adventure since we got him. We are more prepared this time to take him along and know exactly what to bring for him. Now we know what it’s like traveling with kids! He’s spoiled.

I am a day late in publishing this newsletter, but that’s ok. My flowers decided to bloom all of a sudden and now I can share those with you as well. I hope you all have a beautiful month ahead. And as always, stay safe, be kind, and be happy.

God bless,

Skip’s mom, Cb

Getting ready for the first trip this year.

What Tuco likes to do when he’s not outdoors. Watches the National Geographic channel.

Being A Good Dog Mom

Cindy Romero March 19, 2023

I don’t know about you, but I can hear my Tuco in distress a mile away. Call it a mother’s instinct or intuition, whatever you call it, I’m in tune with my baby. Nothing jumps my butt out of bed quicker than the sound of my fur baby retching. I guess it’s the same with humans. You wouldn’t let your child go unattended if they got sick or hurt. You’d be right by their side asap.

I’m what my husband calls a hypochondriac. I’m always thinking about something and what could go wrong. In most cases though, I’m right to think like I do. I’m the one who worries about what Tuco puts in his mouth for instance; those rubber toys he injests that can get stuck in his gut; the mulch bark under the trees and in my flower beds; those threads off your clothes; the squeakers in his toys; snow; poop, etc. The list goes on.

I can tell when he has a gut ache. He’s mopey, sad eyed, whiny, and likes to make me feel like he loves me more than Pop when he snuggles with me on the couch for a belly rub. When it’s time to do his business outside, that’s when I check to see what he’s passed. Sometimes I’ll find stones, or pieces of wood bark, or plastic chards from one of his nylon chew toys. It’s no wonder his stomach hurts. A mother can only keep an eye open for so many hours a day. But I try, believe me I do.

I’ve had foot surgery recently and have a cast on my foot. Crutches are my main tool for cruising, so I’m pretty slow right now getting around. Tuco usually sleeps upstairs with us, but last night he slept downstairs by himself. He has his doggy door to let himself in and out so I wasn’t too worried about him and thought I could get a little more rest before heading downstairs.

Pop had already left for work. It was early, still dark outside, when I heard him bark. Then his bark turned into a dry cough. Then like he was clearing his throat. Then nothing. I heard him at the bottom of the stairs. I called to him expecting to hear something, but nothing. In a panic, I quickly pumped up my air cast, got a slipper on, and hobbled to the top of the stairs. I didn’t see him just yet, but I scooted on my butt, crutches in tow, as fast as I could to get down to him.

He seemed to have something stuck in his throat. He tried to clear it and then tried to dislodge whatever it was by throwing up, though nothing came out. I quickly tried to open his mouth to see what was in there but saw nothing. I rubbed his throat and tried to get him to drink some water. He wouldn’t. So, I tried ice cubes, he loves those. He chewed a few of those then went outside. Since I can’t walk, I couldn’t follow him. I just hoped he was alright. Coming back in, he jumped on the sofa, curled up in a ball and went to sleep. I sat next to him, held him, and gave him love.

I don’t know what I would have done if he needed emergency vet care. I can’t drive yet, so I did what any mother would do, I prayed.

A few hours later, we got upstairs and things appeared to be ok. He went into the bedroom and chewed on my clothes that were on a bench. I figured he was feeling better. As I sit in my office and write this to you, his Pop came home and took him for a walk. All seems well in the neighborhood once again.

I don’t envy moms with children. Being a doggy mom is hard enough. I’m stressed and tired, but I love my little canine. There’s nothing I wouldn’t do to keep him safe. All I can say is don’t take things for granted. If you think something is out of whack, check it out. You could save a life. Our furry companions need us to take care of them. And do you know what the best part is? There’s no greater love than that of a dog.

Until next time,

Love your kids and animals, stay safe, and God bless.

Skip’s mom, Cb

My silly little goom-ba chillin’ with mom.

Watching Bully pictures with Pop on You Tube.

All polished up. Had his first Spa day at Kibbles & Cuts.

Preparations

Cindy Romero February 28, 2023

This month is all about preparations. Meaning, the art of preparing, or discipline in preparing; readiness. For everytime I finish something, I find myself having to start all over again. And I am ready.

I like to think of myself as always being prepared. I try to make sure I have enough of whatever I need in case a disaster strikes. My husband makes fun of me because I have a pantry full of essentials; extra bottled water, coffee, flour, sugar, canned foods, soups, pastas, rices, and sauces. I also like to have extra fire logs on hand in case of power shortages and we have to use the fireplace. I have an electric stove, so I make sure the propane tank is full in case we need to cook on the BBQ grill. And those batteries, all sizes, you just never know when you’ll need them for flashlights, clocks, watches, etc. Make sure those phones and I-Pads are charged up. And keep those vehicles and gas cans full!

I’m getting prepared for the summer, too. Now that I have a fur baby, his needs have to be met. Things like dog food, water bowls, extra beds, chew toys, meds, exercise pen, treats, harness and leach, etc. It’s time to start planning those trips. I can’t wait. I’m so happy our little guy loves to go camping, too!

The next thing I’m trying to prepare for is a foot surgery. Not my idea of having fun, but a necessity. For instance, who would have thought the performing doctor’s office doesn’t supply crutches or leg scooters?! It would have been nice if they told me this before the last moment. Now I’m scrambling to find both of these necessities before the surgery in a few days. Alas, a girl can only prepare for so much.

One last thing for preparation this month is the Lenten Season. We prepare for the upcoming celebration of Easter by starting with Ash Wednesday. I looked forward to getting ashes, though Mother Nature had different plans for Utah this year by giving us a massive snow storm that day. We were all snowed in. The mountains got an enormous amount of snow, at least ten feet, and over two and a half feet got dumped on us. We were prepared though, and thank God, the snowblower worked. And it worked and worked, just like Tim did. After three days, we finally got enough snow cleared to get back to business.

See, the art of preparation is a skill, something you have to have patience for. I have to say I am a more patience person than my husband, which is good, at least one of us is. Together we make a great team. And if some kind of misfortune should come our way, I think we will be able to handle it.

So, that’s it for February. I hope you all are prepared for whatever looks you in the face. Until next time…

Stay safe out there and God bless.

Skip’s mom, Cb

Plowing a maze for the little one. Thanks Dad!

Why, just yesterday, Tuco was out napping in the sun!

New Year- New Memories

Cindy Romero January 30, 2023

Instead of making “New Year’s Resolutions,” I’ve been recording memories. I can’t remember where I found this idea, but it’s been fun and rewarding. I started this two years ago and this is how it works.

In the last week of December, I take my next year’s calendar and print all fifty-two weeks in the year on stock paper. I use Avery template #8163 with the ten sheet 2” x 4” labels. I date each week starting with January 1st. Example: Jan. 1-7, next Jan. 7-14, etc. Also, depending on what dates start at the beginning of each week, you will start with Sunday and go through Saturday. Record your memory on Sundays, using the label from the week before.

This is for postitive memories only. At the end of each week, write down one good thing that happened or made you happy. Example: “We sold books at a book fair this week!” or, “We went on vacation to _____.”(fill in the blank) If nothing eventful happened, say something like, “The sunsets were beautiful this week.” or, “I’m happy and healthy!” You get the idea.

At the end of the year, (I do this on New Year’s Eve.) take all your note cards, pour yourself a glass of wine, cozy up to a warm fire (if your lucky to have a fireplace or just a place that gives you comfort) with your husband, wife, significant other, your dog, or just you, and read each card and reminisce about the awesome year you just had. You will be amazed at what you wrote and didn’t remember recording. I know I was.

Our first eventful memory this month was being invited to a “meet the author/illustrator” book fair at Excelsior Academy Literacy Night in Erda, Utah. This was right up our alley. The first night, winter reared its ugly head with a snow storm and we wondered if anyone would show up. To our surprise, we had a good turn out. The next night the stars were out and there was an even better turn out. We enjoyed meeting the parents and children that love to read. We donated some books for their raffle, and the joy and excitement on the kid’s faces that won a Skip Thomas book was the most rewarding feeling of all. It was heartwarming when they ran to our table for us to sign the copy just for them. One little girl told us how sorry she was for our loss, and really meant it, when she read our flyer of how the real Skip Thomas had passed away. Talk about a tear jerker. Kids are amazing.

Today it’s 7 degrees outside. It snowed last night and this morning it’s frostbite weather and sunny. Tuco and I are staying inside. As I look for Book Fairs and Markets to sell our books and artwork in the year ahead, my baby is sleeping under my desk dreaming.

As this month comes to an end, we wish you all a very happy, healthy, and prosperious New Year. Stay warm and safe where ever you are and as always…

Til next time, God bless.

Skip’s mom, Cb

Template #8163 cut up on stock paper. (How I record the weeks.)

My silly goomba slides off the couch Slinky style.

Our Christmas Story

Cindy Romero December 30, 2022

Christmas is a joyous time bringing hope, love, and light to the world by celebrating the birth of our Savior Jesus. Each year it seems like the first time anticipating the wonder and mystery of it all.

We start to decorate the house on December 1st, when our sights and energy run high. We hang lights along the eaves and put up a gigantic, green, sparkling light-up wreath over the second story window. The porch is my favorite, where Santa guards the front door and the railing is draped in garland with apples. The posts are wrapped with red ribbon to signify candy canes. There are a few more wreaths with colored lights, and my Christmas pillows adorn the love seat and rockers. This year we finally put my big light-up cow and rooster in the yard, along with a few white lit spiral trees.

Next, the inside gets festive. Red ribbons and big bows wrap the cupboards in the kitchen while sparkling lights turn on above. The mantel hosts more lights with snowmen and photos from the past (and present) of our fur babies on their first Christmas with us. Colorful tapestries hand from the doors and a multitude of nativities are throughout the house. Children’s Christmas books are also a big must as I decorate the rooms. The stair railing is entwined with pine greens and the “elves on a shelf” are nestled in the boughs. A fire in the fireplace, Christmas carols playing softly in the background, writing out cards to friends and family far away, and baking cranberry orange loaves; these are the peaceful times and traditions I enjoy.

The season can also be a little stressful, as we all know. Searching for the perfect gifts, anxiously waiting for the delivery trucks, only to have the “perfect gift” not be the one you ordered. Phones calls. Will the replacements be here in time for Christmas? Meal planning. Trips to the grocery store. Oh, crap! I forgot the ____. Back to the grocery store. Tuco’s first picture with Santa. What should he wear? Will he be a good boy in the store? Will he like Santa? How will he react around all the other dogs? Then there is finding a gift for the husband who has everything. He says he wants nothing, how tempting. I know what he needs and attempt to look in Walmart, Kohl’s, Tractor Supply, Sportsman’s Warehouse…..not finding what I am looking for. I’m ready to give up and honor his wishes of “nothing.” It’s two days before Christmas. Aha! A light bulb moment. Why didn’t I think of this before? CAL Ranch, of course! It was there all along.

Tuco and I wrap the presents. He’s such a good boy. And it’s a good thing he doesn’t know we’re wrapping Dad’s and his. This is his first Christmas and I want him to be surprised when he sees presents in his kennel. When we’re done, we go watch Rudolf the Red Nose Reindeer, The Star, and The Grinch. He just loves watching animation.

It’s the 23rd, the Friday before Christmas. There’s a knock on the door. It’s our neighbors from down the street. We invite them in for a gift exchange and a holiday drink. We do this every year with all our neighbors. Then another knock. This time from an old friend we haven’t seen in a while, just moving back to Utah. What a nice surprise! Another knock, more neighbors. What a wonderful time.

Christmas Eve we go to mass. It’s the children’s Christmas play and it’s always heartwarming. Husband says we have to stop on the way home for coffee creamer. (could have told me this yesterday.) So, we go to Walmart, which of course, is closed. Where to next? Ah, Maverik, they are always open. We get the French Vanilla Coffee Mate, along with some other delightful things. Coors, Cheetos Cheese Puffs, and Lays potato chips. Just what a healthy snack on Christmas eve should be.

We try to sleep in on Christmas morning. Our little angel always sleeps late. But, we hear rustling and snorting downstairs. So, down we go to see what’s going on. It’s Tuco! He’s awake and found his presents in his kennel. He’s so cute! He can’t wait to get in there and tear them apart.

Present after present is opened. He’s spoiled, our little one. And why not, he’s our son. Soon he tires and falls asleep. Now it’s our turn. We exchange our gifts to each other and relax with a cup of coffee. We both make our phone calls to family in distant places and wait for the turkey dinner that will feed us this afternoon. We are content. We are blessed. We are grateful. We are happy.

As the month comes to an end, I tell myself I’m not doing certain things again next year, just like I said last year and the year before. Like making the festive loaves; they are time consuming and costly, especially this year. Or, I’m not sending out Christmas cards; the stamps are getting too expensive. Or, I’m not going to put up so many decorations; we have too many. But, I know me. I will do all those things again. Though I may complain, it bring me happiness to share and stay in touch with family and friends. After all, that’s what Christmas is all about; sharing the love we receive from a tiny little babe in a manger so many years ago.

To you and yours, Merry Christmas!

Until next time, God bless.

Skip’s mom, Cb

Tuco watching Rudolf the Red Nose Reindeer

After a busy day opening Christmas presents

Storytellers Make Good Writers

Cindy Romero November 29, 2022

How can you tell a good writer from a bad writer? What makes one a good storyteller and the other, well, not? In my opinion, when I am engaged in reading a book, or an article, and I can’t wait to turn the page and don’t want the story to end, that’s a good writer to me. When words ebb and flow, like a good warm hug, you just don’t want them to let you go.

I have my favorite writers that I admire and just can’t wait to read what they have to say. They make me comfortable, like a good friend sharing secrets over a glass of wine. Some people are just good at it. They have a way with words that pull you in, as though they’re speaking just to you. Their life experiences sometime trigger a moment or memory from my own past. I’ll have a common connection, maybe a spark of hope revealed or a boost of self esteem.

I love reading memoirs. Those that can expose their raw emotions and struggles just tug on my heartstrings. I find it fascinating to hear about other people’s lives; how and where they grew up, the funny times and the sad times, their hopes and dreams, and what gave them strength to rise above adversary. One author that comes to mind is Jeannette Walls. Her memoirs are so funny, and yet sad, that you think, this is fiction, there’s no way anyone’s life could be this messed up. But, that’s the beauty in memoir, it’s your own unique story and no one else’s can compare. Read her books if you get a chance, she is an awesome storyteller. (The Glass Castle and Half Broke Horses, for starters.)

I think writing memoir has a way of making my own life seem more significant. Maybe my wild life in the past wasn’t so unusual. After all, it’s my own one of a kind, unique, no one else has lived what I lived life. How did I get to where I am today? How did I survive all those insecure, crazy, frightening, lonely years? That’s a story I want to tell one day, when I get my nerve up.

But now, it’s November and it is the thankful month. I’m thankful for the people who shaped my life; the good and the bad, for where there is forgiveness, there is wisdom. I’m thankful for my husband and my new puppy, Tuco, who just turned one! I’m thankful for my health, my home, family, and friends. I’m most thankful for God, and the privilege to live in the greatest country in the world, The United States of America.

Until next time, God bless and stay safe.

Skip’s mom Cb

The Colorful Month

Cindy Romero October 22, 2022

I think October is my favorite month of the year. I can still wear shorts during the day and put on a warm oversized sweatshirt in the evening. The sun is lower in the sky. The days are shorter. And the colors of the leaves just take my breath away. When the warm sun casts comforting shadows in the afternoon, my soul is at rest. It’s time to bake bread and simmer home made soup in the crock pot.

The last Farmer’s Market has ended. It was a good season. We got to meet some wonderful folks and their fur babies along the way. Even with a few cancellations this summer, it all worked out great. Now we are working on new things as the weather gets cooler and we find ourselves contained indoors. The shift in mood is good. It makes us realize just what we have to do to make things better; with our artwork and ourselves.

The Raise The Woof Canine Carnival happened the same day as our last market. Though we didn’t participate this year, we still got to see the costumes of many of the participants. We handed out doggie treats to those who stopped by our booth and got to take pictures of some really cute dogs.

Tuco, our new addition, went on his first camping trip with us the first weekend. We went on a short trip to get him used to traveling in the motor home. He did good. Deer Creek State Park was our destination of choice for him. There were lots of other canines camping with their humans. Though it was hard for him to really let loose and play with them, I think it was good to see others like him enjoying the mountains.

Our house is all decorated for Halloween this month. We love doing that every year. Tuco got his first peek of Frankenstein on the front porch and didn’t know what to think. He barked at him of course, and then thought, hmm, he’s not so scary after all. My baby is so cute.

It’s time now for chimney cleaning before the snow falls. And fitting in more golfing before it’s too cold. Ah, the change of weather and seasons.

I hope you all take advantage of this gorgeous time of year. Get outside to see the colors before they are gone. Have a fun and safe Halloween.

Until next time, God bless.

Skip’s mom, Cb

“The Lion” won first place in the costumes.

Tuco’s first camping trip at Deer Creek State Park.

First Day of Fall

Cindy Romero September 23, 2022

Summer is over and Fall is here. Though last night was a night of terror from ole’ Miss Summer. She was reluctant to leave us as she brought a terrific storm to us at 10 pm and lasting til midnight. I was honestly scared, thinking it was another earthquake like we had in March of 2020. Hearing the loud wind rush like a freight train and the rain pound our windows horizontally was frightening. It hit our house with such force. The thunder quaked and the house shook, as though an elephant stampede ran into us. The lightening crackled, the room and sky lit up, and I hid my head under the covers. All this went on and my husband slept through it all. Go figure. Summer, take your scorching heat and be gone. I love you, but if you can’t play nice, then I don’t want to see you again til next year. I welcome you Fall and all you have to give.

We only have a few more markets to go. I am looking forward to this weekend and then October. Also, we have a few more camping trips planned. The leaves are just starting to turn color and I can’t wait to be in the mountains to enjoy them.

September is back to school month for most kids. I find myself immersed in new books to read and new stories to write. Who says school is just for kids? My little love bug, Tuco, is in school to learn how to be a great dog one day. He is studying his generals right now. He’s conquered the “sit, stay and come” commands pretty well, as long as there is a treat in my hand and lots of praises that is. lol.

I have to brag a little bit about an accomplishment I achieved this month. I got my first “By Line” published in a magazine! Mary Jane’s Farm Magazine accepted my story about my grandmother and the Millstone, New Jersey Post Office. If you get a chance to read it, I would love to hear from you. The issue is the Oct/Nov 2022 issue and my story is on page 25. I know of a few places that carry it; Barnes and Noble Booksellers and Walmart have them. Just saying, I’m on cloud nine!

This will be a short one this time. I hope you are all doing well, staying safe, and enjoying life. Til next time, God bless.

Skip’s mom, Cb

The real home that was the Millstone P.O. - this is the current renovation of the home.

My little love bug, Tuco, after a hard day at school.

New Challenges

Cindy Romero August 25, 2022

It’s been a challenging month right from the start. A lot has taken place beginning with birthdays and parties, an anniversary, farmer’s markets, and an adoption. That’s right, I said an adoption!

As you know, Skip Thomas Adventures is all about promoting the well being of animals. Our voice is speaking up for those who can’t. We encourage rescues, and adoptions from shelters. And as we keep the spirit of Skip Thomas alive, we donate partial proceeds from our books to animal charities as well.

Back in April, we were taking care of a puppy while his humans were at work. At four months old, doggie-day-care for little Tuco was perfect for all of us. I got to enjoy a Pocket Bully for the first time. This breed is a cross between the American Bully and the Patterdale Terrier. We weren’t familiar with this breed, but fell in love quickly. He was curious, playful, and fun to have around. At the end of the day, he went back to his owners. We always said if anything were to happen where they couldn’t keep him, we would take him.

Today, Tuco is nine months old. Things did take a turn in the wrong direction for his humans. Though others wanted to take him, we were the first and only ones that had his best interests in mind. They wanted us to take him.

It’s heartbreaking to give up one you love so much. We were mixed with emotions as well, but we knew we could fill the tall order of being parents again for a puppy in need. He will always be able to see his first humans and their family anytime they want, that’s a gimme.

The challenges are many as we all adjust to a new way of life. One family without Tuco, and one with Tuco. It’s been seven years since we had our last rescue, Bear. It doesn’t seem like that long ago, as he’s always in our hearts along with Skip and Josh. Maybe Bear sent Tuco our way, just like Skip sent Bear our way. These are very real emotional feelings we believe in. Our animal spirits are always connected to us and we feel them around us daily. Tuco is our fourth rescue, and probably not our last.

So, as we get to know each other, the adjustments will become easier. Our time schedules are a bit different from what he’s used to. Our house and yard are different, of course. Our way of training will be a bit more, but we will all get used to each other and settle in shortly. We are extremely happy to welcome him into our home and give him all the love he deserves. One day, he will be an addition to the Skip Thomas Adventures!

Til next time, God bless and stay safe.

Skip’s mom, Cb

On The Road Again

Cindy Romero July 26, 2022

I can not recall there ever being monsoon weather in Utah, especially in the northern part of the state. This June and July have been the hottest, humid and stormiest months so far. August’s Dogs Days of Summer seem to come earlier and earlier each year, and 2022 is no exception. We are breaking records with high heat and hurricane force winds. This is unacceptable. The only things positive from all the storms are the beautiful sunsets and the all the rainbows.

So, with this summer reaching record breaking temperatures in the triple digit numbers, we’ve had to re-think our schedule. We’ve only had one market weekend so far, not what we originally planned. Our June 18th weekend was canceled by the Farmer’s Market itself for safety reasons. And justifiably so, due to extremely high winds reaching 80 mph. Our next scheduled weekend was canceled by us due to extremely high temperature reaching 103 degrees. I apologize to all who may have showed up in search for Skip Thomas Adventures. We are praying the remainder of our weekends will be in compliance with our schedule.

The 4th of July was hot and very windy. Fireworks in most parts of Utah are banned, which I am happy about. Fires start so easily around here with the dry brush and lightening strikes, and just plain stupidity of human error. Our neighbors set off some fireworks in front of our houses, but we had the sprinklers on and hoses ready just in case.

The 24th is a state holiday here called Pioneer Days. It’s when the Mormons settled in Utah and this year marks the 175th anniversary. It’s a big celebration with rodeos, parades, fireworks, etc.. It’s really quite an event with tons of history to go around.

As I was restocking books in the motor home, I realized, we sell books on our outings! That “traveling billboard” on the back of the vehicle really works! We’ve met new Skip Thomas friends, human and canine, at each one of our getaways. Of course along with selling books, we get to enjoy the beautiful outdoor scenery, cooler temps and the sound of crickets chirping in the night. And sometimes, thunder. But best of all is making friends we know we will see again. So, on the road again, we are going to Mt. Pleasant this coming weekend to visit friends we met in May at Palisades State Park. What could be nicer than that?

So, as July comes to an end, we look forward to continuing our creative adventures and getting new material out to you, our fans, as soon as possible. Until then, enjoy your summer and stay safe.

God bless,

Skip’s mom, Cb

One of many double rainbows we’ve enjoyed seeing

Human caused fire in Jacob City, Stockton, Utah

It's Summer!

Cindy Romero June 28, 2022

School is out. The days are longer. The temperature is hot! It’s time for outdoor events and vacations. We look forward to getting away as much as everyone else.

June 4th started the market season for us at Daybreak Farmer’s Market in South Jordan. We enjoyed our first day and met so many wonderful folks and friendly canines.

June 18th was canceled due to extremely high winds and thunderstorms. Monsoon weather is unusual for us here in Utah, but this year is different. Not to worry though, we have more dates scheduled.

Trying to get a reservation to a state or national park is getting more and more difficult. Everyone has the same idea to get out and explore this beautiful state of ours. We did get lucky back in February to get this month’s trip planned.

We ventured to Millsite State Park. For us, it was a little over a three hour drive. The roads were good and easy to get to. Our park was situated in Emery County at the mouth of Ferron Canyon, just west of the town of Ferron.

We found the RV Park to be perfectly situated around the shore of the reservoir. It wasn’t very big, but that made it even more attractive. There were ten full-hookups. We were #10 on the far end. There were other campsites just north of us with partial-hookups along the bank of the water, too. The whole area was just beautiful, peaceful and quiet. Until the storms came in…

The day were arrived, it was a gorgeous sunny day, perfect in every way with a nice warm mountain temperature in the low 80’s. After camp was set up, we decided to just take in the view of the surrounding canyon and lake. The sunset was breathtaking. At night, the breeze was cool and refreshing. We woke in the middle of the night to rain drops falling on the roof. It was soothing and we had a restful night sleep.

The next morning came with a beautiful sunrise and some fishing off the dock. The sunny day wouldn’t last though. The afternoon brought dark skies and thunderstorms, along with strong winds. Our whole trip was like this; one minute sparkling and the next turbulent. We enjoyed every moment.

Keeping our eyes on the sky at all times, we got in some trail riding, fishing, campfires, and introducing Skip Thomas Adventures to new friends. We met all different breeds of dogs traveling with their humans and we had a wonderful time.

This time of year is also Cattle Drive season. The herders were moving their cattle up the canyon. We’d hear the “moos” of the cows, and the “whinny” of the horses driving the herd up the road. I tried to get as close as I could without interrupting the farmers. I just had to get pictures!

As this month comes to an end, we find ourselves grateful for what we have. We both have love for the great outdoors, seeking new adventures, and making new friends. We have love and respect for each other and a sense of purpose in sharing our dreams of Skip Thomas Adventures with others. And as much as we love getting away, we’re always happy to say, “There’s No Place Like Home.”

Enjoy your summer travels, meet new friends, and always stay safe.

Until next time, God bless.

Skip’s mom, Cb

Beautiful mountain lake, Wrigley Reservoir

Regroup

Cindy Romero May 28, 2022

“Making your way in the world today takes everything you’ve got. Taking a break from all your worries, sure would help a lot. Wouldn’t you like to get away?”

“Sometimes you want to go where everybody knows your name. And they’re always glad you came. You want to be where you can see our troubles are all the same. You want to be where everybody knows your name.” Cheers Theme Song - portion - by Gary Portnoy and Judy Hart Angelo

Like the lyrics say, sometimes you just need to regroup and re-assess your current situation. To see where you’ve been. To see where you’re heading. Is this what you really want? Now is the time to make changes before you get too far involved. Sometimes life moves too fast and we need to be surrounded by people who care, people who don’t judge you and let you be yourself. That’s the feeling of comfort and acceptance. It’s the feeling of belonging to something or someone familiar and relatable. And that was my reason for going back to New Jersey to visit my roots and family.

I’m on my way back to where I now call home, Utah. As I look out my airplane window, I’m listening to soothing piano music that calms my soul. If any of you know me, you know I’m a nervous wreck on a plane. After taking some Dramamine and a glass of wine, I can relax. But, just a little.

The evening sun is setting somewhere below the clouds, but above it is peaceful. I have a glimpse of heaven. My heart rate has slowed and I don’t want to lose this serenity I’ve found. I stare at the sun and don’t want it to end. I’m afraid to blink and have it all disappear. I’m caught in between time zones…

I know that when we land, my busy life will once again forge ahead and take over. But before the first summer market next weekend, we have things that need to be done. We have to make sure the tent is ready. And along with that, weights, tables, merchandise, banners, fully charged electronics, etc. I’m sure more will come to mind when we pack the vehicle next week.

So, I’m glad I had my little get away and got to rejuvenate because, yes, this is what I really want to do. Hope to see you at the opening of Daybreak Summer Market!

Regroup: to group again; reassemble or reorganize; to collect oneself.

Til next time, God bless and stay safe.

Skip’s mom, Cb

New York City skyline and harbor with Statue of Liberty

In my little dream land above the world.

A Mix-Mash of Stuff

Cindy Romero April 29, 2022

Ok, so I have a little bit of this and a little bit of that to share this month.

April started out with Palm Sunday, then Holy Thursday, Good Friday, Passover, Easter, and Orthodox Easter. I think I covered all the religious holidays for the month, but if I’ve missed any, feel free to correct me. This is one of the most beautiful and meaningful times of the year to me. My soul rejoices in the cleansing of all things spiritual and the rebirth of nature. My flower bulbs are alive and gorgeous after the long cold winter. They seem to be shouting, “We’re back!” and I am happy to see them.

The weather has been up and down, which is about right for the month, too. As the saying goes, “April Showers Bring May Flowers.” The grass is the greenest now and has already been cut twice. The rain comes and the rains goes, everything is fresh and clean.

I have been honored to give doggie-daycare to my neighbor’s pup. It came about quite unexpectedly, but I couldn’t be happier. It’s been a long time since we’ve had a canine in the house, and a puppy at that! Tuco is a four month old Pittie/Bully mix, and full of smarts and energy. I had forgotten just how much work goes into caring for a baby. I am teaching him commands and he is very receptive. I’m so proud of the little guy. It’s hard to give him back at the end of the day, you see, I’ve fallen in love…..

Our newest product is in production and we will have some to sell at the first market this season. We are pretty excited to show you our Skip Thomas coaster collection. The picture below is in the ruff stage, but they are quite handsome in the finished stage. Just a sneak peek for now.

Here is our Daybreak Farmer’s Market schedule for 2022.

Market Address: 11274 Kestrel Rise Rd., South Jordon, UT 84009

Days & Times: Saturdays - 9 am - 2 pm

Dates: June 4th, June 18th, July 16th, Aug. 20, Sept. 10th, Sept. 24th, Oct. 15th

That’s it for now. I hope you all are well and happy. Until next time,

God bless and be safe.

Skip’s mom, Cb

Some gargoyles on the Cathedral of the Madeleine in Salt Lake City, Utah

The historic Cathedral of the Madeleine in Salt Lake City, Utah

Inside our beautiful Cathedral of the Madeleine

Unfinished samples of the Skip Thomas coaster collection. Just some ideas.

Current Events

Cindy Romero March 28, 2022

The Russian/Ukraine war has been dominating the news this month. Gas and food prices are on the rise. Ketanji Brown Jackson has been nominated for the U.S. Supreme Court. The two former devastating events and the latter historical event have made it hard to focus on creativity.

On the lighter side, our routines are getting more back to normal since the Covid-19 pandemic started in 2020. We got to attend three outdoor shows: The 2022 RV Show, The 2022 Off-Road Show, and The 2022 Sportsman’s Outdoor Expo.. And we’ve uncovered the motor home this month hoping the last of the big snowfalls are over. We are ready to get this spring party started!

Spring cleaning, inside and outside, is taking a front row seat on our priority list. Washing away the winter grime on the windows and re-installing the screens makes the view of my world a brighter place. Crocuses, tulips, and daffodils are rearing their colorful faces and now the flower beds need to be turned over. The last of the snow has melted and temps are rising. Broken tree limbs and dead leaves left over from the winter have been trimmed and picked up. The mower took a quick spin through the yard to pick up anything else left behind. Green grass, we’re ready for you. March really did come in like a lion, and is now going out like a baby lamb. Bring on the warm weather!

We are still working on new things for the market this summer. It looks like we did get the weekends we picked. Once Daybreak gets their vendor information together, I will post the dates.

In the meantime, we needed to get outside and take a Razor ride across the street and into the mountains for some enjoyment. We are so blessed to live where we do and never take it granted.

Until next time, get outside and enjoy your spring!

God Bless and be happy.

Skip’s mom, Cb

Enjoying a ride on a very warm spring day.

Following one of the many trails, heading south….

Stopping for a quick hike with friends….

Purpose & Waiting

Cindy Romero February 21, 2022

Have you ever wondered what your purpose in life is? What it is you’re supposed to be doing? Why am I where I am today and how did I get here? For most of my life, I didn’t know the answers to these questions. But now, I think I do…

This is our slow time of the year, in more ways than one. The calendar says it’s winter, but my front porch says it’s spring. There’s no snow on the ground and temps are in the low 50’s. We’ve come to realize this is not a good sign. If it’s this warm in winter, the summer will show up sooner and be a scorcher.

So, while I am waiting to schedule the summer markets, I am painting some new pictures, getting ideas for the next book, and planning our travel trips. We will have some new items to sell with the books this year and when they become available I will reveal them to you.

Also in this time of in between, I find myself prioritizing, organizing, and socializing; all the while being safe of course. I am rekindling friendships, reminiscing of days gone by and seeing how much I’ve grown. Some things that mattered to me just don’t seem so important anymore. Though the memories make me smile, I wonder sometimes, “What was I thinking?” It’s nice to look back, but it’s forward that we need to focus on. Planning the next day, week, month, or year is the goal to keeping dreams alive.

My husband bought me a book for Valentine’s Day called “The Way Of Integrity” by Martha Beck. This is perfect timing for me as I am looking for that purpose of wholeness. Not that I’m unhappy, but looking for the answers of those questions I asked myself above. The more I dug deep into my soul, I found my purpose. By being a positive influence in someone’s life, I encourage young people to follow their dreams and share their talent with the world. There is only one you, and no one else in this world is like you. That is what makes us all so unique and different. By embracing our differences, we must reach out, be strong, and courageous. Let no one tell you it’s impossible to achieve your dreams. And most important, never give up. As for me, my purpose is to tell stories…

As I was finishing up here, I found out the world lost another WWII American Hero. Colonel Gail Seymour Halvorsen, also known as “Uncle Wiggly Wings” or “The Candy Bomber.” In 1948 he was a cargo pilot flying supplies into Soviet-blockaded Berlin. Upon noticing the German children gathered by the fences of the Tempelhof Air Base, he saw they had very little. He first offered them chewing gum and later decided to give them something more. He made small parachutes from handkerchiefs filled with candy and dropped them from his plane on Christmas Eve. His small act of kindness gave hope not only to German children in a bombed-out city, but to all who hoped for freedom. To know the full story, check out the children’s book “Christmas From Heaven, The True Story Of The Berlin Candy Bomber” as read by Tom Brokaw. Colonel Halvorsen passed away February 16, 2022 at the age of 101.

Until next time, God bless

Skip’s mom, Cb

Colonel Gail S. Halvorsen - Born in Salt Lake City, Utah - October 10, 1920 - February 16, 2022

The True Story Of The Berlin Candy Bomber

Oh, no! It’s too early! You are pretty though…

Happy 2022!

Cindy Romero January 18, 2022

Here we go again, another new year, out with the old and in with the new. For me, January is a time to reflect on the past year. What did we do right? What did we do wrong? And how can we make 2022 a better year. As I look back on blogs and the travel diary I wrote, I see we can make adjustments and seek new things to do and find places to go. All in all, we did pretty good. It was a good year.

One thing I am pleased and blessed with is our good health. Both my Sweetie and I are diligent in trying to eat healthy, exercise, and practice social distancing when necessary. At times it’s hard, because we want to see our friends and make new memories. And at the same time, is it worth the risk getting together with a crowd of people and getting Covid just to have a few hours of merriment? I think not. Until this pandemic subsides, we will stay home. We got our booster vaccines and stay in touch with family and friends over the phone or social media right now. When we do go out, we’re very selective and still wear our masks.

So, what is in store for us this year? Well, we are starting a new book! Book four in the Skip Thomas Adventures series will be one everybody can relate to. Right now, it’s a work in progress and as it gets to fruition, I will fill you in on the details. We are being very creative and you will have to follow us to find out more…;)

This year we want to get away more. We are looking for places to relax, rejuvenate, and enjoy the outdoors. We have a few trips planned with the motor home already. I don’t know where you live, but here you have to make RV reservations in the State Parks months in advance. And if you’re lucky enough, get the month, week, and days you want! Now days, everyone is jockeying for a place to reprieve and escape the pandemic.

This month is also a time for us to think about what weekends we want to do Farmers Markets. We were very happy where we were last summer and plan on scheduling there again.

January can be a stressful month, for me anyway. Not because it’s gloomy, cold and snowy, but because it’s tax season again. Yuck! Throughout the past year, I wondered if keeping all those receipts, miles, and notes of everything business was worth doing. But in the end, yes, it was. It just gives me a headache. Filing quarterly helps a lot, though I don’t find it enjoyable. Oh well, c’est la vie.

Until next time,

God bless, stay positive, stay connected, and stay safe.

Skip’s mom, Cb

Some Skip Thomas fans enjoying their Christmas book!

Joyful!

Cindy Romero December 23, 2021

Anticipating, questioning, planning, and waiting. These are verbs that describe the month of December this year. Along with colder temperatures and unexpected winds and snow, it is now winter.

We anticipated the arrival of the new book way back in September. We cleaned out the Tough Shed and made space for our new edition in the literary world. Our baby needed shelter from the elements and would share housing with book #1 and book #2.

We questioned whether our Christmas book would arrive in time for the holidays. Printing was behind thirteen weeks and we were four weeks behind on our end.

We planned our holiday markets. With only so many days to schedule for, we set up dates and times that we thought would work best for us. We designed our displays and made our presentations bright and colorful to attract customers.

Then we waited. We were told shipping would be after Thanksgiving now instead of before. So, if we were lucky, our books would arrive the second week of December. We told ourselves, it is what it is and whatever happens, happens. If we had to cancel some dates we had planned, so be it.

When Signature Book Printing in Maryland called and said the shipment was ahead of schedule, we were elated! Books would be to us in four days! The champagne got chilled and we waited for the call to schedule delivery from XPO Logistics. The weather is so unpredictable here in Utah, all we could do was pray for the best conditions. The books got delivered Thursday December 2 at 4:30pm with clear sunny skies and no snow anywhere, cold, but no snow.

That Saturday the 4th, we took our new baby to places that already carried it’s older siblings and they were delighted to have this new edition in their stores. It was a joyful time for us. Christmas was just around the corner and things were falling into place. We didn’t have to cancel any of our scheduled markets.

The book launch at Varex Imaging on the 7th was a great success. They put up advertising inside the company on big screens letting people know when we were coming. I was really impressed that they would do that for Tim. He has a lot of great support there. We were so appreciative to them for allowing us to be there during work hours and letting Tim have the day off to do it. Everyone was happy and excited to come by and get their books signed. I enjoyed meeting all his co-workers and friends.

The Winter Market at Daybreak went ahead without a hitch both days, the 10th and 11th. Still no snow yet, just sub-degree temperatures. We got to see Santa and had a great time there.

Our online orders started to come in. Everything was more than we could have anticipated. I was up bright and very early for a full week, everyday mailing books so everyone could have them in time for Christmas. Was it exhausting? Oh, yeah. Was it rewarding? You betcha!

We finally got the bad weather and winter officially arrived on the 21st. Our first snow storm brought fifteen inches of snow! I baked my annual orange-cranberry holiday bread for the neighbors. Then Tim and I donned our NFL Santa hats, Tim’s Green Bay Packers and my New England Patriots Superbowl Champs, and sprinkled joy in the neighborhood.

With things under wraps, it’s now time to sit back and relax; Time to reflect on what Christmas is really all about, the birth of our Savoir Jesus. From our house to yours, we wish you a very Merry Christmas. We wish you good health, safe travels, and making happy memories with your loved ones.

Until next time,

God bless!

Skip’s mom, Cb

The Blue Boar Inn in Midway, UT carries our books in their gift shop.

At Varex Imaging where we did our book launch.

With Santa & Mrs. Claus, and one of the elves.

Grateful

Cindy Romero November 24, 2021

This will be a short version this month, as it’s almost Thanksgiving.

We’ve been blessed with good weather this month. The leaves have fallen from the trees and our willow got the trim it so desperately needed. Temperatures have been warm enough for us to rake and bag all the leaves, and that in itself was a blessing. We winterized and covered the motor home, and got the RZR trailer covered as well. Those tasks are finished and checked off the to-do list. The sun is still shining and for that I am grateful.

We got great news this morning. Our books have been shipped and are expected to arrive in Salt Lake City next Tuesday! Yay! We’re so excited to see them! We don’t have a book launch scheduled, so if anyone is interested in purchasing, please check the website or message me, and we will do everything in our power to get them to you for Christmas.

We have a few markets set up in December, one of which is the Daybreak Winter Market. The hours are Friday, December 10, 2021 from 4 pm - 7 pm. Also Saturday, December 11, 2021 from 9 am - 2 pm. We will have an awesome display at the Daybreak Community Center, 4544 W. Harvest Moon Dr. in South Jordan, UT 84009. Come by and shop with us! Santa and Mrs. Claus will be there, too, on Saturday from 10 am - 2 pm.

Alpha Graphics in West Valley City, UT is working on our bookmarks and posters for the Christmas book. We are excited to get them and show them off.

We are getting our Christmas market display put together. Decor from Hobby Lobby gave us everything we needed for a beautiful setup. We are ready!

I am still working on some children’s paintings to help with gift buying and decorating. I get enormous enjoyment in making these and seeing the reactions I get. I hope you like them, too.

Here are just a few things I love about November:

Daylight Savings Time ended.

The crunch of leaves under foot while going for a walk.

Sipping a cup of hot tea while reading a book wrapped up in a blanket.

The crisp days and cold nights. Putting an extra comforter on the bed and snuggling up.

Football!

The clear blue skies and the soft afternoon glow of sun at 4 pm.

And last but not least, THANKSGIVING and all that entails!

So in closing this month, I wish everyone a very Happy Thanksgiving enjoyed with those you love. Until next time, be grateful for everything in your life.

God Bless

Skip’s mom, Cb