Girls Just Wanna Have Funnnnnn....

While I was in the H-town, Jenaya and I went and test drove a new Toyota.

Just cause...it's that time again.

Well, sometime in the near future.

And this Toyota dealership?  Had all sorts of cars on the showroom floor.  Except none of them were Toyotas.

And one of them?

Was...a Bentley.


Yeah.

It looked like this.  Had less than 1,000 miles on it.















I texted it to ThatManILove. Told him I wanted to drive it in the Oilfield.  

Jenaya showed it off like Vanna on Wheel of Fortune.  Well, except she was on the phone.












And then?

We saw the price tag.

Had a heart attack.


























Stepped away. From.The. Vehicle.

Giggling, of course, like a couple of schoolgirls.

Yeah.  So not gonna drive that car in the Oilpatch.  

Or, anywhere, for that matter.

It's never boring around here.

Work and Fun In The OilPatch of the Marcellus Shale

Just returned from a great trip to the wonderful P of A...I love that state!

My new boss flew us up in his jet, we were super busy with appointments and sales calls, which I LOVE! Thursday afternoon,  I attended the National Board meeting for the American Association of Drilling Engineers.

This meeting was, wonderfully, followed the next day by the AADE Appalachian “Blast”, the Appalachian AADE’s sporting clay tourney benefiting the Pittsburgh Children’s Hospital.  We did have a blast.  The tourney was held at Hunting Hills Gun Range in Hunting Hills, Pennsylvania.  Beautiful.

It was the first time I ever shot sporting clays in hard, pouring rain.  Vendors manned stations, and cooked all sorts of good food: bacon-wrapped quail, jambalaya, bacon-wrapped scallops, pulled pork deep fried egg rolls, and much more.  I have mentioned that the drilling group likes to eat, haven't I?  Well, we do!

The shoot was really fun, even with all the rain!  I shot at 9 am, and by 6 p.m. when we arrived at our friends’ house, I was still soaking wet.  

I learn something on every trip.  Here are my discoveries from this one:

• If you’re traveling in a private jet, it pays to have superb pilots.  Especially when they’re trying to land between two huge thunderstorms, and the tower gives them clearance on a runway where another plane is trying to take off.  Thanks, y’all - good eye!  You’re amazing!
• If you have to travel on business, having good friends in the area makes your trip super sweet.  My friends John and Suzan are amazing.  It was so fun to hang with them, and I learned to play the domino game “Shoot The Moon”.  I didn’t do too badly at it, either! Love y'all. And tell Patches the kitty that the Wonderdogs went ballistic because she had been in my suitcase, haha!
• I got to see my good friends Tommy, Deb, and Daniel.  I think of them, and start to giggle.  We had some really funny stuff happen.  Another story, another day!  Love you guys.
• If you decide to buy ammo in Pennsylvania, especially if you’re buying for multiple people, plan ahead and locate your ammo dealer in that area.  Because you might have to buy multiple boxes instead of flats of ammo...and that’s IF they have any in stock.
• If you're going to a shooting tourney and there's a good chance of rain, take (1) another change of clothes and (2) don't bother to fix your hair. Just wear a ball cap. You'll come out ahead and get 30 minutes extra sleep.
• I only shot a 70/100.  I need to practice more.  Of course, I could always blame it on the trees.
• If you’re traveling with your shotgun, be sure to take cleaning cloths, a cleaning snake, gun oil, etc.  I was woefully unprepared to properly clean my gun and protect it post shoot.  Hey, don’t be hating...I’m a desert chick.  It doesn’t rain out here, people. I clean my gun when I get home.  (Not this time!)
• Corporate jets are the Way.To.Travel.  Yesterday morning, wheels up at 8:30 a.m. EST, home by 10:30 am CST.  Smooth, beautiful flight, great company...it was awesome.  Did I mention I didn’t even have to pack my shotgun in a travel case?  Suhweeeeet.  Thanks, Bossman!

I love Pennsylvania...it is so very beautiful.  And I LOVE the people, especially my compadres in the Oilfield. I cannot wait to go back.

True Friends Refresh

The other day, I had a blessing come my way.

I had to run to a neighboring small town for a work errand.  And I remembered...”My friends live here!”

I tried to google their address, because I didn’t have it in my phone.  No address.

I called 411. No luck.  (This town is so small everyone gets their mail at the post office.)

And then, my brain kicked in.  I’ll find out how to search the local property tax info online!

I did.  And I found their address.

AND I drove to the house.  Parked my truck.  Walked up the walk.  The front storm door was open.  My hopes rose!

I rang the doorbell.

My friend came to the door, flung it open, and enveloped me in her arms.  We had not seen each other in a little over 7 years.  We visited, and I stayed for a little while, and then we ran Gatorades out to her husband, who is a rancher.

It was so much fun.

A good friendship is like that -  lives are so different now, but it was like I’d just seen them both yesterday.

I love a day like that one - when connections are rekindled and you realize good friends are forever..

I love them.  And in a little way, I’m renewed.  Refreshed. Smiling, inside and out.

I hope they are, as well.