Our lives have changed so much since January 7th, 2023 ... New Marriage/New Life: the blending of two into one, gets dicey at times - daily life on the road adds more dicey complications. This is our story of our life in our 5th wheel RV Home. I post about anything & everything, and if what I post can help someone else, I'm glad for the experience. But from sunrise to sunset, we live our Life for US.
The Trump Trial {verdict} isn't surprising … it was a politically mandated kangaroo court with hand-picked hatemongering lemmings sitting in judgement.
Rational and logical-thinking people on BOTH SIDES of the political arena are speaking out AGAINST the verdict.
LOGICAL minded people understand what has happened: the obamanite demonrats know they have a brainless puppet sitting in the Oval Office fulfilling barak hussain obama's agenda.
RATIONAL people know that this crap-happy obiden {win} is ANYTHING "BUT!"
This {trial} was NOT ABOUT a rich man who was thought to have paid off a hooker (testimony was given that President Trump DID NOT pay out ANY $$$$$$; he wasn't even involved … and the hooker has gone on mic stating she didn't want him prosecuted - she knew this whole charade was a set-up).
This {trial} was forced on The People to keep THIER CHOICE off the voter's ballots. Period. The demonrats know their puppet isn't capable of running a winning campaign against President Trump.
This outcome is no surprise: THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS in 3rd world countries lorded over by lawlessness … and the clueless obama mouthpiece in the Oval Office, and the obama planted muslim terrorists in DC's Congress are determined to destroy America, subvert The People, and run political roughshod over anyone they feel may defuse their rampant and insane power games.
Hate erodes rational thinking.
Fear engages in ridiculousness.
Religious cults thrive on both hate and fear … and destroys the mind, body, soul, and country.
KEEP IN MIND: what the hate-fueled obamanite minions have done with ONE MAN THEY HATED AND FEARED, they WILL ALSO DO to YOU, if and when you rub them the wrong way.
Hate devours everyone and everything in it's path: we see this in 3rd world countries run by power-hungry morons … and History Pages (Nero, mohammed, Hitler, pot pol, the chinese people's party, ect. notations) highlight the dangers of what has been happening in DC & new york with corrupt leadership.
We were up early, and made our scheduled inspection appointment on time: the news was not good :-(
Mobile West RV Service; #1503 41 Pl, Seaview, WA 98644
Getting the verdict …
The conclusion was not good :-(
Another assessment & a Storage Unit = m.o.n.t.h.s. of twiddling our thumbs.
Holland said we'd need to find an RV Dealer between Longview & Vancouver willing to do the much needed inspection … and I pulled out my Tablet to do an internet search for RV Parks we could utilize for 2 weeks; time enough to get my eye exam (as stress-free as possible), and reschedule another inspection. An RV Park in Woodland-WA had a spot big enough for us, so we turned Betsy's nose in that direction.
Barely 10 minutes after we turned onto the Astoria-Megler Bridge, we missed being involved in a head-on collision when some crack-head speeding towards us in our lane (no sane person would have tried it!) decided to pass a loooong string of 20 cars … the driver barely had time to swerve into the correct lane directly in front of us - Holland was laying on Betsy's horn, and drivers in the on-coming lane had stopped forward movement, altogether; so as not to be sucked into the anticipated wreak. It was so close I don't know how the front bumpers missed contact.
Where do these brainless drivers come from? AND WHY do they always find us while doing their stupid (a lack of good judgment or intelligence and they are not at all sensible) deeds???
THANK YOU ELOHIM for the grace You provided this morning: there was no impact, and no lasting complications; You are a good God.
Woodland-WA from Ocean Park-WA; 1 hr 58 min (97.3 mi) via US-30 E
The Falvel Mansion dominates the scenery as one turns onto Main Street, in Astoria-OR; I have been inside that place (before show-biz tickets were required), and it is something to see ;-)
Flavel House Museum - #714 Exchange St, Astoria, OR 97103: (https://astoriamuseums.org/explore/flavel-house-museum/&https://oregon.com/attractions/flavel-house)
Other than that heart gripping-adrenaline infusion, the drive to Woodland was relaxing and enjoyable. The chilly, wet, cloudy weather was left behind … and the warmth of sunny, blue-skied Spring weather enveloped us: it felt wonderful :-)
When we reached Woodland, we drove up the Old Lewis River Road (new experience for me; Holland fished this river) to reach our destination, and Holland did great in carefully jockeying Betsy back and forth in the tight area(walkie-talkie convo wasn't working, so I pitched mine in the open window and strolled around the grounds because I couldn't watch anymore - it was a very tight and stressful situation)to carefully back looong Independence into a shady, forested slot along the Lewis River in Woodland-WA
Once Independence was in place and set up, I started putting things in place inside, and Holland got the internet going … then we both took a nap to relax our tired bodies (didn't get much sleep last night = too much on our minds), and stressed minds (complex decisions, a near head-on collision, and a very tight parking slot).
Mt. St. Helens; Port of Longview-WA in forefront - crossing the Lewis & Clark Bridge from OR into WA
Port of Longview:
(https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Port_of_Longview)
Holland registering us …
Lewis River RV Park & Country Store;
#3125 Lewis River Rd, Woodland, WA 98674
Carefully tucked among the towering Firs …
My back steps are literally at the edge of the upper level bank; I will not be utilizing these.
The view of the Lewis River from our front door ;-)
Tomorrow, I think I will try to loosen up my left leg muscles with a walk around the Park: it will feel good to walk among the scentual barked giants, again ;-)
Before Holland woke up, I had enjoyed a morning coffee & used my Peak Flow Meter; finishing up the trim work on another ABB while he drank his coffee and cleared the mental cobwebs.
Eye-opening reading, this morning :-( & I finished trimming the latest ABB.
Placing his coffee mug in the sink he asked if I'd like to go for a drive: and off we went.
I'm going to be brief in posting today's activities and let the pictures speak for themselves, because it's late tonight and we have an early morning tomorrow … and getting posts up with this new Blogger format t.a.k.e.s.a.l.o.t.o.f.t.i.m.e. (I'm still debating with myself about keeping my Blog up because of this format :-( )
A mirrored heart-shaped cloud in the peninsula sky ;-)
We started at Beard's Hollow and drove a beach drive loop back home through Oysterville - Holland had never driven through the little hamlet before, and I wanted to show him the little church: not a denomination I would be comfortable in, but it's pretty cool to see ;-)
Long Beach-WA: was laid out in 1880 by W.E. Willmore as Willmore City, the town was first settled in 1882. It was soon promoted as a seaside resort and was renamed (1888) for its 8.5-mile (13.5-km) beach.
Long Beach — Thumbnail History: (https://www.historylink.org/file/9596)
Oysterville-WA: was established and named in 1854 by J.A. Clark. It was a hub of oyster farming as the name suggests. It was the seat of Pacific County until the seat was relocated to South Bend in 1893.
The Rascals - 1968 'A Beautiful Morning' song: (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=37SSreTW1Ss)
This looks like volcanic rock rubble; Beard's Hollow, Ilwaco-WA
Basaltic lava flows border the accreted land to the north and east; the steep cliffs that form North Head Bluff are rocks of the middle Eocene timeframe: these rocks are ancient lava flows that erupted underwater and were later scraped off onto the North American continent. These lavas are more resistant to erosion than sedimentary rocks, explaining why they form such prominent headlands in an area otherwise dominated by sandy beaches.
The waves are larger and wilder here, because the ocean slants deeper.
The 'Gorge' area; Beard's Hollow, Ilwaco-WA
Supertramp - 'Give A Little Bit' song:
(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_leMA3_maBU)
I would only dare being this close because of my merman ;-)
Definite lava rubble.
A cliff 'tagging' …
Double gray heart clouds; Ilwaco-WA
Johnnie Ray - 'The Little White Cloud That Cried' 1952 song:
(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=edPOipwE74Y)
Huh … fanciful, or cryptic ;-); Seaview Beach Approach-WA
I saw a LOT going on with this particular cloud formation: 6 hearts, an atomic bomb mushroom cloud, a jellyfish (or a flying saucer); I couldn't decide if this cloud cluster was simply fanciful humor shaped by ocean winds - or an apocalyptic message ;-)
A cloudy human skull … or an alien face; do you see it?
A big FAT heart-shaped cloud; Cranberry Rd. Beach Approach-WA
This cloud looks like a funnel cloud.
Horses.
Supertramp - 'Dreamer' song:
(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B885n08hOmw)
Swarmed by a flock of seagulls; Oysterville Beach Approach-WA
Oysterville Church; 1982 - basically began as little country catholic, or lutheran, church … and morphed into a nondenominational church.
Oysterville Church; #33701Territory Rd, Oysterville, WA 98641:
We made it back to Long Beach-WA, April 15th … and it has been raining steadily here ever since.
We only spent 2 weeks on David's beach lot because we have to hookup and drive into town to dump the black tanks periodically; and Betsy & Independence are too heavy to keep running back and forth over his grass without cutting with the wet soil with deep grooves coming and going.
While we have gone to various beach approaches to watch the ocean waves between rain showers - and that activity has been fun; the rain never stops. Ever.
The steady sound of rainfall is annoying …
How is this even possible??? A new snafu to be mentioned during Independence's inspection.
This is the wettest spring I can ever remember in WA State.
In fact, the entire year of traveling has been strange regarding weather - our first month spent at Quartzsite-AZ, in the Sonoran Desert, was the only timethere was any serious sun-warmth(hellish as it was in the 3-diget range); the rest of the time we spent dodging high winds, thunderstorms, steady rainfall and snowfall in unexpected places down south, was not enjoyable: we couldn't get outdoors much, due to the dust ups & wet weather … and I came back to WA State as pale-skinned as when we left 13 months & 1 day ago.
It has been fun visiting the other States - and Holland did righteous by me in planning and getting me to places I had on my Bucket List; notably the Devil's Tower in Wyoming, the Little A'Le'Inn campground in Rachel, Nevada, and his hometown Santa Cruz in California.
But it has been wear-and-tear on his body, and the rotten weather has been wear-and-tear on our relationship … it is no fun to pull down, hook up, or set up in cold, wet, or "ify" weather: and most of that activity falls on Holland's shoulders; I help when he lets me - but he has a routine and a rhythm that he likes to stick to.
Poor Independence has been shaken to pieces traveling Colorado and California roadways (hence the inspection on Thursday); and if the terrible roads are bad on Independence, I know they are just as bed - or worse for Holland's damaged back. I have suggested that maybe it's time to apartment hunt, or settle in a mobile home park, to relieve some of the physical pain and mental stress.
Holland is "thinking on it"; but isn't ready yet to give a "yes" or "no" answer.
There are pros and cons to either situation: an apartment or mobile home park would give stability without acute pain(other than financial ;-)) … but those situations would also mean neighbors we could not easily escape from if living around them became intolerable (as it was for me at Heron Point before Holland entered my Life). And while being a Road Gypsy tickles my fancy and is fun for me … it's not that exciting for Holland (reasons given above), who has lived 95% of his life to date on the road.
So, I am doing what I always do when faced with {the valley of indecision} circumstances: I'm giving the issue over to Elohim and can truthfully state: I honestly do not know what we will be doing after Independence's inspection Thursday.
Even though we are stepping back from marriage complications, Holland and I are retaining our friendship bond.
It's complicated.
The main thing Holland keeps carping about is religion - we both have pretty strong opinions concerning what we believe. Personally I have come to the conclusion that Holland was literally born into a cultic religious atmosphere, and never really had his own personal {come to Jesus moment}; every time he starts talking about the redmill religion, my conclusion is reaffirmed anew.
I, on the other hand, "came to Jesus" in the Winter of 1964 while hearing a sermon in Grand Rapids-MN, on the love of God … and knew I wanted that: I gave my heart to Jesus right then and there; and was water baptized at Bible Summer Camp in the summer of 1965. I knew what I was doing - no one else in my family were Christians, so I was not influenced, coerced, or birthed into a religious home atmosphere. My salvation was purely the real deal.
I am not stretching the truth when I say that 95% of all of the arguments between Holland and I stem from Holland's twisted religiology. And while I understand also his reluctance to face the realities of the redmill religion (both his parents, his grandparents, and 4 of his siblings have since passed from this life to the next - without actual salvation knowledge) … because then he'd have to face the very real realities that they may be lost forever if they weren't able to square things up with Jesus before their last breath - I can't in all good conscience acknowledge the redmill religion as valid, simply to keep the peace between us.
So, Holland says"we will agree to disagree" - and I say, "we will agree not to speak about religion; Christianity, yes: religion, no." Of course, he will still try … but I will no longer engage in vineyard-related wordfare; it's an endless loop argument that only sparks a wildfire of raging emotions.
Hence the current in-house separation situation where we are living together under the same roof; yet falling back on our best friend status until Holland feels more comfortable in a deeper committed marital relationship that does not involve ultra-right conservative vineyard BS. It sounds weird because it is weird. But it also makes sense to me because I understand how Holland's mind works = his really does believe that marriage is a battlefield where men are victims of a nagging woman who is untrustworthy: but best friends are compassionate and "all in". He was reared in a bad marriage(s) environment, and only a revelation from Elohim will snap him out of it.
I haven't had a {friends with benefits} relationship … but if that mindset will work between us and maintain a peaceful atmosphere in our home, I'm game. We are first and foremost Best Friends, so falling back into that familiar groove is not a hardship for either of us. We know we're married, and we have the paper to prove it when flashing the paper is necessary. Plus, I know that he'll never betray me by stepping outside the marriage boundary lines - he may falter in faithfulness to Elohim & His Word, but I know Holland will never be unfaithful to me. And I know too, that Holland will eventually be 100% saved; I can play his relationship game until he's ready to be "all in" in our marriage without feeling like he's fighting against a choke collar ;-)
The silence was getting to him, so he asked me to go for a drive with him this afternoon: I agreed. My leg is feeling better, and I wanted to get out of the house. We have Independence scheduled for an inspection appointment Thursday morning; so, we tracked down that address first, before heading to the beach.
We drove all the way down the beach, from Seaview beach approach to Beard's Hallow in Ilwaco. Neither of us had been there in years; it was fun, all the way around :-)
Beard's Hollow; Ilwaco-WA from Seaview Approach
Kites; Seaview Beach-WA
ALL the seagulls on the beach - coming and going - were sitting or walking on the sand - none were flying; Seaview-WA
Orleans - 'Still The One' lyrics:
(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S5aMMRes2u4)
I was glad my leg was behaving, and that I was able to get down the house steps (and back up, again) - and in and out of Betsy with ease.
Holland made a great tasting BLT for supper; and I started another angel baby blanket.
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