SATISFACTION SHINE~Independence Repair

July 15th: We waited to hear from RV PRO as well as the Insurance Adjuster Joel - both were supposed to "get in touch this weekend": the weekend came and went, and there was no word from either.

Holland was not happy.

He had planned to drive to Vancouver this morning to rattle cages.

Holland phone started ringing. After the third alert, he groggily reached for it … and immediately sat up, listening, and ended the convo with "I'll be right there."

I've never seen wake up so fast.

He was not happy.

RV PRO had started working on Independence without Holland being present - as agreed upon.

He was tearing up the freeway in a dark mood.

I was quiet: and praying. Praying Elohim would go before us and prepare the way to get things settled amicably. Praying Elohim's Will would be done: I always want to be in His Will regardless of our plans - our plans may not be in agreement with Elohim's Plan.

When we arrived, we saw that Independence was not sitting in her usual parked space: Holland started looking around for her - when he spotted a piece of her … he marched off in that direction.

RV PRO crewmen have moved Independence to a work bay …

Independence's 'nose' was showing - and Holland marched in that direction.

Holland jumped out of bed & hustled me onto the freeway …

Holland is going to be flexing his $$$$ muscles this morning.

Heads were gonna roll.

He was in the repair bay for a good 45 minutes. I watched the Bay opening to see what mood he would be coming out, in.

Thankfully, his blood pressure was not spiked.

He looked satisfied.

RV PRO is going to do what Holland is insisting …

Joel is the snafu.

Joel was not going to be satisfied … but the total repair tab would be in the range Joel was insistent on. And I'm pretty sure Holland will be shopping for another Insurance Coverage when the dust from this dust-up settles.

Holland does not like to be jerked around - especially by a jerk ;-)

Insurance Adjuster Joel's cutoff price, is $30,000: a $35,000 repair cost would effectively {total} Independence … and the Insurance Co. will not go that far. But, Holland looked at RV PRO's repair spreadsheet itemizing everything, and he says he's satisfied with the work scheduled to be done - and the price listed for each repair; his whole working life has been in construction, so he's familiar with the process and knows what to look for concerning labor and costs. The final cost will be slightly under Joel's cutoff quote.

Holland felt sure the RV would be totaled - and he was right; but apparently Elohim has other plans for us concerning this issue. I'm okay either way.

Work could be wrapped up in a month's time.

Plans on all ends are moving forward …

When we got back to Woodland, we rested for an hour or two; and continued discussing something Holland is considering.

Holland needs to be busy; he told me this when we first married - and it really hit home, with understanding, the entire first year of our marriage. Hauling Independence around - then sitting around relaxing his aching body just wasn't cutting it: he needs to be busy.

Inactive retirement makes him edgy, and edginess makes him snappy - which in turn, makes me snappy.

So, he is actively working on a solution to that undesirable looping snappy issue.

And I am supporting him in this venture he is setting in place: it could be a lot of fun for the both of us :-)

Then we went to the river - this is becoming an evening routine.

Collective Soul - Shine/Lyrics: 

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mp5-xfQ8tKY)

Holland relaxes around water … and I'm learning to. We spent 1-1/2 hours parked on the beach, as close to the waves as we could safely get with Betsy; watching the busy river commerce, relaxing to the soft swooshing of waves gently breaking against the sand, and checked off things that need to be done this week in preparation for Holland's new adventure.

The proposed busy work being discussed, is a crucial step forward in this part of the new life I am creating with my new husband.

So, here I go – I’m not sure what will happen; but here I go.

One foot in front of the other, into the future.

I’m doing better with meeting new people and engaging in unfamiliar activities, but it’s still difficult for me: new situations and new people can be fun and filled with wonderous excitement … but they can also be scary, overwhelming, and stressful.

Chillin' at our favorite local stretch of sand ..

A heavy-laden Tugboat action.

A River Guide pulled up on the beach & collected a father with 2 young sons.

2 Tugs slide past each other.

The Columbia River was very busy today ;-)

This boat banked & hooked to the truck trailer, behind us.

Leaving the riverside, we watched busy work in the fields that span this end of Woodland's labyrinth of dike roads - hayfields, grain fields, vineyards, and small beef farms, are dedicated to specific rural area.

I like it :-)

This end of diked Woodland is farm land.

I also like where our life is going.

I like that we are finally moving past the angsts, and structuring a satisfactory Life Together where we will be pulling forward together; instead of yanking each other's chain, pulling in different directions.

We have learned to lessen our individual expectations and work on what's best for US as WHOLE.

(((THANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU, FATHER!)))

Tomorrow morning we begin setting The Plan in actual motion: we are excited :-)

BEAUTIFUL DAY

July 14th: Today was a beautiful day; literally and figuratively.

We had plans to do laundry before driving to Kelso to meet up with Tim, and Jake, there.

We loaded the laundry into Betsy and drove to the local laundromat … and seeing how busy it was, we meandered down to the river to sit a while hoping we'd be able to secure a parking spot as well as a few washers and dryers in an hour or two.

While waiting and watching river activities, we enjoyed the warmth of the river breeze; and discussed some more the plans we will be embarking upon sometime in the the near future as soon as the repair business concerning Independence is square away.

The day was unfolding like a beautiful day :-)

AM River visit; kayaker's … and a sailboat coming around the bend upriver, around Kalama; Austin Point~Woodland-WA

Backtracking through Main Street, we saw that the laundromat parking lot was still packed … so we decided to do laundry in the evening after returning from Kelso.

On our way to Kelso, Holland nipped into U-Neek RV's to grab an amp we'll need for the generator: our baby generator is housed in Tim's garage at the moment, and we need to pick it up so we would have it when we hit the road again sometime this month. We already have a pigtail too, but it's somewhere buried under the tipsy pyramid of boxes Holland heaved into a local storage unit.

Before we left Kalama, we stopped at the little burger bar there, to chow down on lunch burgers before continuing on to Kelso.

Both of us have eaten here over the years … but this is the first time for us here, together ;-)

Burgers in Kalama on our way to Kelso.

A beautiful day was unfolding.

Tim's place in on the way to Holland's brother & SIL's house - I read some pages of my latest read while Holland and Tim spent some time catching up on each other's lives since they last visited.

I read a bit while Holland & Tim schmoozed …

At Scott and Lana's - while waiting for Jake to pop in, Holland pointed out Mark's signature work on one of the house's ceilings (Holland talks about it, and I've been curious): I liked it, so I took a picture of it. I also like the livingroom ceiling design that Holland & Scott did in this house. I particularly like the sunburst :-)

Mark's Fan Work; his personal signature.

Scott & Holland did this Sunburst design - their personal signature work; I love the way it radiates outward from the center.

The visit with Jake, when he arrived, was fun. He asked me how I was feeling, said he'd been worried when Holland told him I'd been in ER a few days ago: I told him the ER episode was very frustrating because no one was focusing on why I had gone there … they were more concerned about making sure my social security account was charged for geriatric tests I've been avoiding, so I just unplugged and walked out.

What frustrates me more is that all the medical minions popping in and out of my ER cell KNEW I was using an emergency inhaler (I told them - and showed it to them) and not a one of them connected the dots: the breathlessness, racing heart, red rash and swollen ankle was an allergic reaction to my emergency inhaler! I could die without the inhaler … and apparently I can also die from using the inhaler (I've been commenting for months that I'm just as breathless using the inhaler, as not using it: I never considered I'd be allergic to my life-saving device); so, I've opted to halt using the inhaler.

Prayer Warriors have been contacted and will pray continually about this new development.

My life is in Elohim's hands - and I'm okay with that.

I'm expecting many beautiful days to be birthed as I move forward in my evolving life ;-)

Sulfa Allergies: https://www.webmd.com/allergies/sulfa-allergies

We visited in Kelso (with Jake, Scott, Lana, & Bleu) for about 4 hours before returning to Woodland.

The laundromat was still very busy; so we drove back down to the river where the evening breezes were balmy, the gentle lapping waves were soothing, and the beach activities were pleasant.

Back to the river for a bit while waiting for an opening at the laundromat.

Daredevils braving the ify wet sand …

Mama Osprey feeding her 2 youngsters.

As the sun was sliding down behind the hilly skyline of the evening sky, we drove back to town and were grateful to find a parking spot as well as the needed washers and dryers.

The laundromat started filling up again. Very quickly.

We waited in Betsy's cool cab during the 2-1/2 hour wash, dry, & fold laundry cycle …

Our last laundry load had been dried, folded, and packed for transport back to the motel room 5 minutes before the doors closed for the night.

Today was a truly beautiful day.

Tomorrow we go to RV PRO to take care of business, there. Hopefully, it will go well.

LEFTIST HATE SPEAK BEHIND ASSASSINATION ATTEMPT: America's Newsroom With Bill Hemmer & Dana Perino 7/14/24 | FOX BREAKING...

America's Newsroom With Bill Hemmer & Dana Perino 7/14/24 | FOX BREAKING NEWS TRUMP July 14, 2024: 

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8lPISj3XOxU)

BLAST FROM THE PAST~The Mystery of Mar-A-Lago

Reference: The Mystery of Mar-A-Lago - 7/7/2021

Are you ready for mind blowing?

In the Michigan Bentley Historical Library there is a document called “My Original Plan for Mar-A-Lago” written by Marjorie Post in 1929. She was the founder and builder of General Foods. She spent 7 million dollars in 1927 building the mansion (equivalent to 90 million today). She dedicated the house in 1929. At the large gathering she shared a a dream of hers that upon her death the house would be willed to the Government of the United States. It was her desire that the house be used as a residence for the President of the United States in the Winter. It would be a second White House. From that day forward Mar-A-Lago became known as “The Winter White House”.

The house is 62,500 square feet, 128 rooms, 33 baths with 42’ ceilings.

When Miss Post passed away, the house was donated to the United States.

Unfortunately the United States Government did not want to pay for the upkeep so they gave it back to the Post Foundation. They couldn’t afford the upkeep either so they put the house up for sale.

In 1985 the house was purchased by none other than Donald J. Trump. So “The Winter White House” that was built for the President of the United States in 1927 is owned and lived in by the legitimate President of the United States, Donald J. Trump. He is the only President who has ever lived there.

Donald J. Trump is exactly where he is supposed to be. God is going to use him to expose and reveal things that are hidden. He is doing this as President from “The Winter White House”, Mar-A-Lago. Victory, Honor and Glory is coming to our nation once again. I believe with all of my heart, this is the word of the Lord.

********************

And now you know WHY the demonrat obamanites wanted to bankrupt President Trump and steal his home with the trumped up (pardon the pun) "charges" they hoped would keep President Trump out of the race to the White House this Presidential Election Year.

That is why there was an assassination attempt on his life last night.

Sky News hosts blasts Joe Biden’s ‘disgusting’ Trump rally shooting stat...

Sky News hosts blasts Joe Biden’s ‘disgusting’ Trump rally shooting statement: 

 (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YtZeVx5Om4c)

SWIFTS & ASSASSINATION ATTEMPT ON PRESIDENT TRUMP; Woodland-WA

There was a lot of swift activity happening today.

Around noon, we went for another exploration drive around Woodland :-)

Holland suggested we drive towards the Austin Point County Park - then onto the trestle bridge again: he wanted to drive under the bridge this time.

I was game: dirt roads suit me just fine :-)

Bypassing the main part of the County Park, we found a little out-of-the-way beachfront; and explored that sliver of sand until sand ran out where the river was making an inroad - then, we sat for a bit watching the gentle lapping waves, and listening to Tom Petty, and Journey, tunes on the radio.

Tugboat on the Mighty Columbia River; Woodland-WA

A semi-hidden sliver of beachfront; a new place to visit, for both of us ;-)

There may have been 8 people total … 5 adults, 3 children, and 3 dogs here;  with us.

St. Helen's Waterfront-OR, directly across the river.

Tom Petty & the Heartbreakers - 'Mary Jane's Last Dance' song:

 (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YtZeVx5Om4c)

The atmosphere was peaceful - outside, and inside, Betsy's cab.

Back on the main dike highway, the summer scent of drying field hay on the breeze made us both smile with past country day remembrances - we both grew up in the country. A little further down the highway, Holland found the road under the bridge, he wanted to explore.

Betsy didn't move too swiftly up the incline … but swift flitting dragonflies, and swift darting dark-bodied swifts raced back and forth across the windshield.

I was totally in my element :-)

Exploring the dike road that runs beneath the trestle 'Ghost Bridge'; Woodland-WA

Journey - 'Don't Stop Believing' song: 

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x3idGV-7kSQ)

I like doing stuff like this exploration - I'm a redneck woman, all the way ;-)

Swift moving fun in the sun.

The dike road was not well maintained, but it was an enjoyable country drive. However, it dead-ended with another little County Park and boat ramp.

This was also new to Holland who has fished up and down the Columbia River.

I was tickled pink that we had made new memories during today's outing - memories that don't involve the Past (either of our Pasts) in any way, shape, or form.

Today's adventures belong solely to US, and we are building our Life together on new stepping stones :-)

When we got back to the motel room, Holland received a text … we'll be driving to Kelso tomorrow to visit with his nephew Jake. We'll be hauling our laundry with us too - and take care of that business at the laundromat before we leave Kelso; it needs to be done, and Monday forward is going to be busy, busy, busy.

After Holland put his phone down, he made a large Supper salad … but eating it immediately was side-lined when a news briefing caught both our attentions as he was scrolling through the TV channels: 

Bloodied Trump rushed off stage after shots fired at rally:

 (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TL14SZKrjbY)

Eyewitness: The crowd 'went nuts' when Trump pumped his fist: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z8I6KtSgkPw

It wasn't surprising.

I had been saying for months that something like this would happen as the Presidential Election Date got closer: the obamanites failed at outing President Trump the entire 4 years he and his family were in The White House - they failed at the kangaroo court {convictions} they bored us with since biden's miserable coup … the only alternative the obamanite DC cartel has left to get rid of Trump once and for all, is to permanently end President Trump's life.

But, as usual, they failed. A.g.a.i.n.

And as usual, all the hateful social talking heads - hateful liar barak hussein obama, hateful dementia-boy biden, hateful hellery, and hateful cokehead dubbya … all took to the mic and social media outlets to vomit their hypocritical concern for the man they have vociferously gone after steadily for eight years straight: actively calling for his death, threatening to rape his wife, kidnap his teenage son … and bomb the White House.

The only people making threats have been the obamanites.

The only thing these wicked people are sorry about, is that their plot did not succeed with a swift moving bullet to the head.

The obamanite DC cartel are rabid dogs: totally untrustworthy and viscously motivated. They probably set this whole thing in motion to effectively keep biden in a {safe room, as before during his basement campaign four years ago}, so there will be no more disastrous addle-minded Presidential Debates: the obamanites have been looking for an out to keep biden out of the spotlight. And assassination plot isn't too far fetched to be considered when dealing with those poisonous yapping dogs who will stop at nothing to destroy anyone in their destructive path.

Obamanite hatespeak fallout - I'M VERY ANGRY RIGHT NOW; America is better than this! 5.30 PM tonight.

They are desperately overplaying their hand: but The People are not fooled … and only the hand of God stopped the bullet that clipped President Trump's ear, from entering his head, as intended.

barak hussain obama and his crooked DC cartel are not going to win this battle: Trump will swiftly be back up and running, stronger than ever because of the threat of death hanging over his head, now.

And I am righteously angry.

I am angry because America is better than this!

America - despite all the third-world tactics the obamanites have done their best to implant throughout America and our seats of high power - is not a third-world country.

America … and the world at large, needs President Trump.

The political insanity stemming from DC's obamanite cartel needs to be swiftly halted: President Trump is the man to do just that - and that is why the obamanites hate him and want to see him dead.

I'm pretty sure this very topic will be on everyone's lips tomorrow, while visiting in Kelso.

GOALS LOOP DRIVE~Woodland-WA

JULY 12TH: Holland has been studying and working on an agenda - and it sounds like fun; I am in agreement with him, on this topic ;-)

So, this morning we got up bright and early to get to where we needed to be in St, Helens-OR before the freeway became a frantic Friday parking lot.

The swelling in my leg has gone down, and my jeans slid up my legs pretty easily … but I noticed, as I pulled my sleeveless top over my head, that I had an allergic reaction to the heart monitoring adhesive from yesterday's Salmon Creek debacle.

I am allergic to adhesives … I started getting allergic to Band-Aids a few years ago.

Off we went … with Holland jokingly quipping, "Now I'll never be able to go off on my own, for fear you'll die on me of a heart attack or a stroke." We laughed, but I say that to him all the time about his high blood pressure and COPD concerns.

We are at the age where we need to adhere to The Buddy System.

Holland asked me if I'd like to stop at the Goodwill in Scappoose to grab a few more books, and I happily replied (((YES!))); I like to read … and the internet connection here, in Woodland, is ify at best - nonexistent most of the time.

Scappoose-OR from Woodland-OR; 50 min (46.5 mi) via I-5 S and US-30 W

I jumped back into Betsy's cab with an armload of paperbacks covering a wide range of interests, and off we went towards today's real goal ;-)

St. Helens-OR from Scappoose-OR 10 min (7.7 mi) via US-30 W

We grabbed the mail on the way through Rainier-OR … and I was instantly miffed: some unscrupulous minion had sold our mailing address - and a clueless moron thoughtlessly opened a wound that took a long time to heal.

UNBELIEVABLE; Bob & I never had THIS address; this address is my New Life address - with my New Last Name. This query does not belong here.

I sold the house at Heron Pointe to get away from moments like this.

This P.O. Box belongs to my new life with my new husband: I loved Bob very much and memories of him will always hold a special part of my heart; but this part of my life with this man does not deserve to have the Past intrude on it. I was justifiably miffed.

But I refused to let the irritation steal this afternoon's good vibes.

When we crossed the Columbia River from Oregon to Washington, we decided to visit Bleu in Kelso: I'm glad we did :-)

Kelso-WA from St. Helens-OR; 36 min (25.5 mi) via US-30 W

Bleu was so happy to see me - it's been months.

We all enjoyed each other for a while before heading back to Woodland. Along the way, we stopped to take a look at the newest building on Kalama's waterfront; the paddlewheel cruise ship was docked there.

Woodland-WA from Kelso-WA; 21 min (19.6 mi) via I-5 S

We drove down by Kalama's waterfront to check this new building out … 

Public Market in Kalama, WA: 

(https://www.pcs-structural.com/projects/mountain-timber-market & https://www.columbian.com/news/2024/feb/09/marvelous-market-mountain-timber-market-now-open-in-kalama-serves-up-sweets-wine-and-more/)

The Paddlewheel Cruise Ship was docked alongside the building.

Queen Of The West: 

(https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Queen_of_the_West)

Today, by and large, was a good day :-)