I had planned a fish supper with all the trimmings for today, so ramen noodles and a protein drink was put aside until tomorrow 😉
But I did do my toning exercises 👌
When he woke up, he got busy with the microwave; and I finished drinking my morning coffee, thinking of my brother Sam - remembering him as a youngster, and mentioning some of those memories to my husband; and feeling the sadness that comes with wondering how a life with such promise can tilt sideways with alarming speed when bad choices enter the sidelines of one's life. Holland can relate: he often wonders the same thing when reflecting on his siblings' lives that were also cut short.
Holland adjusting the new microwave to fit the original opening; & securing it to stay put, while Independence is in motion.
Memories … and texting between my niece & I, yesterday; if not for FB, I would have not known of Sam's death.
This song fits the mood today:
Deep Purple - 'Perfect Strangers' Lyrics:
(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HMly6D0nrgA)
This is not a music genre Sam would approve as a backdrop in memoriam of his Life - but it is the one I choose, because it fits the relationship between him and me; due to the choices we both made for our Life Path. And I'm listening to the song with headphones on, because my taste in music is not my husband's choice either: our tastes in music, movies, podcasts, and news sources are very different; headphones are a staple in this Redmill relationship 😘
I don't talk a lot about my parents or siblings. They never dealt with reality, and always twisted situations and circumstances to fit their tweaked versions of what really happened: it was a perpetual pity party I was thankful not to be invited to once I left my mother's house, and set up a home of my own. I did try parodically to interact and connect with them … and at times even took several of my siblings into my home until they could get back on their feet; but the drugged out, and/or drunken convo's and social mingling's tinged with new age religiosity, were so often combatively toxic, that eventually I just quit trying - and moved on to bluer skies and greener pastures: and unless things drastically change on their ends, I don't think Holland will ever meet any of them. All 4 of them have throughout the years of distancing, told their version of the disconnect, and people in their circles will believe what they want to believe when they hear it - or what they read on FB posts designed to garner sympathy. BUT, Elohim knows the truth of matters, and He can't be fooled or swayed by the self-serving tweaks.
And with that thought, I got off of FB because reading what he had posted about Holland & I after we got married, was making my head hurt, sorting through all the bullshit: he doesn't know my new husband - and he didn't really know my first husband: he had no right to make comments about either … and he just flat-out lied about me. It was time to let go and walk away, again.
Normally, I don't allow my Past to take up too much rent space in my thoughts.
But, my baby brother recently died … memories come unbidden; and I entertain them for a little bit, to allow them their due process. But, I no longer let those memories hamstring me, or beat me up emotionally.
After Holland had secured the microwave, I started Supper using a recipe I had found online (no recipe will be posted because Holland didn't like it - and if he didn't like it, it's not worth passing on to anyone else):
Supper prep …
Tonight we feast, for tomorrow we Fast for the next 3 days = not a religious undertaking, more of a calorie curbing event.
Following Supper and dish washing, I engaged in some back & forth texting (1) to let others know of Sam's death (2) to learn about an approaching coastal tsunami possibility directly affecting our immediate area (3) sharing updates with family & friends …
Text to Rita, following Supper, tonight.
Text with Karen.
Laptop Updates.
We are currently located where that little white circle is.
Alert: Coastal Tsunami Advisory In Effect * Jul 29, 2025 Updated 20 mins ago: (https://www.triplicate.com/news_free/advisory-coastal-tsunami-watch/article_3b65319d-d753-57b0-af1f-229fe244e226.html)
Oregon & Washington Under Tsunami Advisory After 8.8 Quake Strikes Off Coast Of Russia * Updated Tue, July 29th 2025 at 7:08 PM:
(https://katu.com/news/local/80-quake-strikes-near-peninsula-in-russia-tsunami-danger-being-evaluated-for-west-coast)
Text with David.
2 years ago, when we first heard the Warning Siren go off in a testing event, I researched the protocol here in the peninsula … and was angered when I read comments by people who were evacuated for the tsunami after the 1986 Alaska Earthquake: {{With 1 road out, it will be a death trap for any evacuation. We went up to a friends house by North Head Lighthouse. They don’t actually allow you to get off the peninsula. The roads are shut down to prevent people from being on the road along the river}}. This action just won't do! The parking area around the North Head Lighthouse is very skimpy - and with everyone fleeing to that one safe place, it would be suicide to chose that escape route. Holland & I will morph into renegades and risk infuriating local law enforcement - we will not be forced to die by an enforced mandate 🤬 that borders in political lunacy. THERE WILL BE HELL TO PLAY IF they try to stop us.
Betsy is a beast and we won't have any issue at all with ramping her GO POWER into gear and pushing past the barricades. Let's all hope it won't come to that, at any time.
According to the National Weather Service in Portland, waves from the tsunami can be expected between 11:40 p.m. and 11:55 p.m. on the Oregon and Washington coasts, tonight around midnight. Wave heights on Long Beach, Washington are expected to be less than a foot.
And, we have the Willapa Bay at our backs, with a rise in tide about the same as the Pacific Ocean in front of us: we are literally surrounded on all sides with water as we are parked on the upper end of the Long Beach Peninsula: people who love us are justifiably concerned for our safety, over the next 12, or so, hours.
We are staying up through the night - if things get dicey we don't want to be raised out of slumber by the shrill Warning Blast, wide-eyes and hair standing on end 😉
No joke; this entire year has been weird, weather-wise.
We expect things to go smoothly, viewing all the "Updates!" popping up on our laptop screens, on the hour. And our cell phones have activated alert warnings, also.
Holland knows tides, and says he's pretty sure we'll be safe, despite water all around us:
Holland knows tides, and says he's pretty sure we'll be safe, despite water all around us.
I trust my husband.
I trust Elohim's faithfulness.
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