SATURDAY SHENANIGANS ~ Daytrip Jam Session

A few days ago, I was invited to an upcoming Jam Session.

I really wasn’t sure, until this morning, whether I would go or not.

I hadn’t been to a Jam Session since 1974 – before I met Bob 😉

Heading out of town, to a Jam Session. FUN!

I have good friends: they don’t like me to be alone/alone; they make sure to include me in activities they know I would enjoy 😊

So, I set the alarm clock; showered, dressed, and hit the road for a new adventure.

Georgy Girl song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sthC7hS_Ebo

I’m not going to name Names, give the location of the get-together, or share pictures … because of covid mandates. All I am going to post is that we bucked the restrictions, and met in the country.

But, I will say this: the building was 108 years old (a nice building), and it was at the end of a road that inclined – that’s {it}; that’s all you’re gonna get 😉

I saw a handful of people there that I knew; the rest were strangers – new to me, in the moment (we became fast friends by the day’s end).

Some of the people gathering were locals; some came some distance to gather. I learned about a place I did not know existed: Dallas, Oregon.

A new song was born this afternoon 😊

It was fun to watch, and enjoy the process.

A potluck break gave opportunity to learn a little more about each other. I still did not talk about my growing up years … but I did throw out some insightful tidbits to various queries.

Everyone was swapping stories about small town life. One question asked was, “Did you grow up in a small town, and how many people were there, if you did?”

I believe I took the prize when I said, “Yes, I did. The name of the small town was Togo, Minnesota … with a population of 20 people. I’m serious. There was a store-tavern-post office all together in one small building, at the junction of the main road; miles from our house. And a one-room schoolhouse, where grades K to 8^th Grade were taught in marked sections of the large room: the Teacher taught all grades, moving from “class to class” from the start of the school day to the end of it. We shared a party-line-phone; it was an antique phone with a wooden wall box, a crank handle connection to an operator – who would then {plug in} our party at her end: we spoke into a horn mouthpiece. Once a week the women would hold hour’s long chat sessions … and occasionally throughout the week, my mother could be heard saying, ‘get off the line Effie, this is a private conversation.’”

The population has since increased to a considerable count; the old school building is now a private residence, and the phones have been updated.

My family eventually moved out of Togo … to Cohasset – and then to Coleraine, Minnesota; before moving to Washington State, where I have lived most of my life to date (and 44 years of my life with Bob). But I never forgot Togo: it was an isolated life, there, but it was also wondrously magic in its own unique way 😉

I am thankful for my small-town background 😊

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EaDt6HAqT4M)

I would live that small-town lifestyle today, if I could. But, Elohei has other Plans for my life: I’ve tried to sell and move back to the country, He has always put the brakes on. So, I’ll build a life here in Longview – but my heart and thoughts will always reroute back to the countryside.

The Jam Session lasted 3 hours – and those hours were filled with inner circle shenanigans (not snotty inner circle snobbishness, but a secret gathering of friends sticking it to the government tyrants); music that fed the soul; laughter that filled the rooms; and friendship strengthened/forged.

That was a BLAST.

Today’s restive and refreshing shenanigans, were a great ending to the Shabbat Rest 😊

** Sunday~Fundays ~ 2021:

#21/=1 for 2021 – https://jeastofeden.blogspot.com/2021/04/sundayfunday-21soul-food-clandestine.html

#22/= 2 for 2021 – https://jeastofeden.blogspot.com/2021/05/sundayfunday-22olympic-peninsula-loop.html

#20/2020 – The last of the 2020 Sunday~Funday’s – https://jeastofeden.blogspot.com/2020/09/sundayfunday-20-deep-river-eden-valley.html (plus 10^th thru 19^th SUNDAY~FUNDAY links)

#9/2019 – https://jeastofeden.blogspot.com/2020_04_27_archive.html (plus 1st thru 8th 2019 SUNDAY~FUNDAY links)**

==Meaningful Mondays ~ 2021:

#1/2021 – https://jeastofeden.blogspot.com/2021/05/meaningful-monday-mccormick-park.html

==Try It Tuesdays ~ 2021:

#1/2021 – https://jeastofeden.blogspot.com/2021/09/wings-mt-rainier-solo-lobo-daytrip.html

==Wandering Wednesdays ~ 2021:

#1/2021 – https://jeastofeden.blogspot.com/2021/05/a-day-to-remember.html

==Traveling Thursdays ~ 2021:

#4/2021 –  https://jeastofeden.blogspot.com/2021/08/traveling-thursday-lael-moon-nursery.html

#3/2021 – https://jeastofeden.blogspot.com/2021/06/lincoln-city-thursday-solo-lobo-daytrip.html

#2/2021 – https://jeastofeden.blogspot.com/2021/04/traveling-thursday-sulkum-huff-and-puff.html

#1/2021 – https://jeastofeden.blogspot.com/2021/04/traveling-thursday-3-county-hopscotch.html

==Freewheeling Fridays ~ 2021:

#1/2021 – https://jeastofeden.blogspot.com/2021/05/a-boarishboorish-day-centralia-daytrip.html

==Saturday Shenanigans ~ 2021:

#1/2021 – https://jeastofeden.blogspot.com/2021/10/saturday-shenanigans-jam-session.html

WARP SPEED

Today has been filled with warp speed activity.

I first noticed it when I walked into exercise class this morning – I had heard that the seniors, meeting, had started a different mode of exercise on Fridays … so I thought I’d drop in this morning and see what they were doing Friday mornings.

I’ll be skipping Fridays in Castle Rock 😉

I’ll be exercising at home on upcoming Friday’s: low key, and old-school 😊

I think I'll do exercises at home of Fridays ...

I'm just not capable of aerobics & yoga with the body I have.

I'll be doing slo-mo Friday moves at home with YouTube vids, and the treadmill I recently bought 😉

And old-school fitness with old-school tunes.

Driving home I decided to swerve off my usual route; onto 14^th, and nip over to ‘Thai in Town’ at the strip mall there. I called in my order for pickup. It was so noisy, the girl taking my order was shouting in my ear; and I was shouting back so she could hear me. I don’t know if they are remodeling, or what, but it was loud in the restaurant … and over the phone. Much of what I wanted to order, they no longer do – I was disappointed. I came away with Black Pepper Chicken, and Thai Iced Tea with Tapioca Pearls (the chicken will go into the freezer).

14^th Avenue Strip Mall.

I then drove to Hart C’s Thai, and ordered Chicken Chow Mein, there. MPO is that Hart C’s Thai is the best Thai food in town – it’s authentic ethnic food, and I’ve known the family for decades 😊

I was also happy to see that this immigrant family – who was happy to become actual legalized American Citizens – supports America and American Rights 100%.

They do not whine and bitch about racism.

They do not think they should get unlimited lifetime freebies at the exorbitant expense of Americans who were born in America.

They do not believe anyone should apologize for their skin color.

Private life is private – they are serving food; not sexual cocktails that blurs the lines of reality, and causes friction among the patrons.

They believe in freedom of choice.

They are happy and proud to be Americans – they are unapologetically Filipinos, but they are also unapologetically Americans.

I like these thermal coffee travel mugs 😊

Stopped at Hart C's Thai - and liked these thermos travel mugs.

I’m going to buy one!

These mugs are obviously a grassroots product: it’s refreshing to know that I am not the only one feeling like WE – The People – need to stir the populace up/wake them up/and fight back to get our country back.

The People need to actively engage to push back the obamanite darkness that is running rampant and unchecked across America … and the globe, at large.

meghan markle has been making noise that she wants to get involved in politics and make a grab at the Presidency: since becoming a royal Windsor, she can’t legally make that move … but neither could obama, since he too, was a foreign {prince} – but that legality did not stop his three coups.

markle getting involved in politics: https://www.vanityfair.com/style/2020/06/meghan-markle-considering-a-political-caree & https://cafemom.com/entertainment/meghan-markle-politics-royal-family

And now, it appears the Prince William and Kate are also throwing their hats in the ring for American political power.

prince william & kate, wade into American Politics: https://www.inquisitr.com/6322430/prince-william-kate-hillary-clinton/

The british monarchy is forbidden to enmesh themselves into American politics … and expressly forbidden in our Constitution to be allowed to sit in our government seats.

And yet: that is exactly what is happening.

barak hussain obama has been very busily involved in the lives of the windsor’s since his two illegal coups in the 2009, and 2017 – and currently his third coup, using dementia biden as his tool. The obama’s ingratiated themselves with the windsors – so much so, that michael felt completely comfortable putting his hands on the queen. And harry has been very vocal about barak befriending him – and giving his advice and a push to marry markle.

The obama’s and markle are going to be a nail in America’s coffin (and will use the biden-harris shitshow as their cover to get in position for an outright political onslaught) if The People do not wake up and rise up. ASAP.

The 2020 Presidential Campaign was hailed from the demonrat side as “the American Experient”: already they have, in their minds, destroyed American and replaced her with their own view of a remade America.

Since 2009, America has become unrecognizable as America.

biden is picking up where obama left off.

obama SLAPS AMERICAN CITIZENS IN THE FACE & FORGES AHEAD WITH HIS OWN AGENDAS (https://www.npr.org/sections/thetwo-way/2014/11/20/365519963/obama-will-announce-relief-for-up-to-5-million-immigrants): biden is also flauting USA LAW, overriding American Citizens, and doing his own thing.

biden WANTS TO TAX AMERICAN CITIZENS TO HAND $450,000 OVER TO ILLEGAL ALIENS (https://floridapolitics.com/archives/468871-slap-face-desantis/)

biden VOWS TO {PROTECT} THE MURDERERS OF BABIES; Flaunting God & Law (https://www.nytimes.com/2021/09/02/us/politics/biden-abortion-texas-law.html)

biden PRAISES PERVERSION & ENCOURAGES WICKEDNESS (https://www.washingtonblade.com/2021/10/11/biden-recognizes-national-coming-out-day-as-time-to-honor-lgbtq-people/)

We are in a very bad, and very scary place, in America – and they are happening at warp speed.

The American Revolution is on a majority of minds since 2009 – and most urgently since January 2021.

The People will not be hypnotized into the obamanite cult; only the weak are swayed – the strong are fighting back.

And to top everything else off, the social media talking heads, have made a big deal, all day long, of telling us that biden met with the pope.

RIGHT THINKING PEOPLE DON’T CARE.

America is not a catholic country - rome's pope has no steady footing in American life, or American politics.

Catholisim and islam walk hand-in-hand: both religions create demigods, and teach a doctrine birthed in Hell.

There is a vast difference between catholicism-islam, and Christianity.

And that is why islam and catholism persecutes Christians.

For my children, grandchildren, and friends’ sakes … I pray Elohim pulls the emergency break quickly and effectively; or that He activates Yeshua’s Rapture feature.

The demonrat obamanite insanity needs to end.

ATMOSPHERE

My day was filled with {atmosphere} … from beginning to end.

I could change one atmosphere: so, I did 😉

I had had an early morning appointment in town: that ended. Permanetly. The woman had been jerking me around for two weeks - I don't like to be jerkd around. She kept telling me one thing, and doing another. She approached me again, yesterday morning ... and told me to meet her this morning ... and, it was the same scenario: I'd show, and she'd be nowhere around. And the girls there weren't authorized to pay me. 

I don't know what she thinks she's up to - but I know I'm done playing. 

The atmopshere got old, real fast. I stopped being nice about my time being wasted.

Do I have 'stupid' etched on my forehead; and 'kick me' taped to my back ... I THINK NOT!

I moved on down the road … and now, someone else is getting the benefit of the profits the no-show lost out on.

You snooze: you lose.

And I take my business elsewhere.

I feel that when people shine you on; they are disrespecting you. I don’t allow that.

Moving along, I thought I’d stop at the Center downtown, and play a few games of pool to relax – and shed 2 weeks of “atmosphere”.

Visualization can be very relaxing. LOL

Another change of plans.

I like the Country Deli – and lunch there, today, was just what I needed 😊

The waiter there is such a friendly fella.

As soon as he sees me come through the door, he is right next to me (relax everyone: I have grandchildren his age) – setting everything in place on my table, and running through the few “staple” meals I stick with; to ask me which one I’d like to enjoy today 😉

He’s really a sweetie. I love him like he was family.

Settling my tab and thinking about crossing the bridge over the Columbia that spans WA and OR, I was hoping that traffic wouldn’t be too set back today with the proposed restructuring of Washington Way/Industrial Way/and the bridge on-ramp.

Luck was with me: minimal demolition has taken place, and the atmosphere at the Washington Way and Industrial junction was laid back 😊

Crossing the bridge was hassle free.

I wasn’t able to get the 10-pound weights … but 8-pound weights were available, so I bought those. I can use them doubled up with the 2-pound weights I have; until I can get the 10-pounder’s.

The atmospheric atmosphere in oregon was sticky-miserable ☹

The sky was laden with heavy gray clouds.

Scappoose's sky was gray - as far as the eye could see.

My hair was sticky, and sweaty.

It was hard to breathe: the air was so heavy.

I turned the Highlander’s air conditioner on, and kept lifting the hair off the back of my neck in an effort to cool down – I have baby fine hair, but at that moment, it felt thick and heavy like Bob’s. And Stacey’s. And Alyna’s. And Azariah’s.

I was doing my best to change, in some small way, the stifling atmosphere of the car’s interior.

The dash read 73-degrees outside. I checked the phone to see what the humidity level was. I couldn’t believe what I was reading for this time of year … while rain was falling.

The outside temperature was 73-degrees ... the humidity was 95%!

It was definitely a Rain Forest effect – and Scappoose is nowhere near a rainforest.

Driving home, the rain never let up. Sometimes it was soft impact … other times, it pelted heavily. I fiddled with the radio knob until a station came in clearly.

And wish I had just turned it off ☹

I could not believe what I was hearing.

On a country music station, of all things!

The atmosphere coming over the airwaves was not “family friendly”; in any way, shape, or form.

Hmmm. Sounds like KUKN Country is going to the dogs ...

In the beginning, the song sounds okay – but about 1 minute into it … it gets smutty – 2 minutes into it, and God has been kicked to the curb, and it gets more sexually explicit.

The entire atmosphere of the lyrics was to glorify whoredom; even though she was claiming she “isn’t a whore”. I’m pretty certain that if your {“vagina is 4 miles wide, and everyone is welcome inside”} – you are teetering on the cusp of whoredom.

There was the glorifying of “dikes who like cock – come on inside” … and the purring of {males with vagina’s}: (an absolute pervo fantasy with no bearing in reality); with bestiality thrown into the sicko twist, too.

It is clearly NOT a “country song”: and it clearly should NOT be played on a family station.

It seems that there is no sector of society that is not being poisoned by barak hussain obama’s poisoned koolaid, and twisted twilight-zone pervo agenda.

The atmosphere of the local KUKN Country Station has changed.

Seriously changed atmosphere.

And not for the better.

Aside from that ridiculous song, the drive was enjoyable.

And coffee shacks are cropping up all over the place: I’ve noted every location 😊

Coffee Shacks are dotting the landscape between Scappoose & Rainier.

Exiting the bridge, it was weird not seeing the buildings - to the right; that used to be across the way ...

There's just a pile of rubble, there, now.

The Starbucks & Burger Bar that no longer exists.

The Car Wash structure; to the left - slated to be demolished, too.

Proposed outcome.

While I was headed home, I thought I’d get a large pizza – and freeze the bulk of it for future Suppers: I was reeling from sticker shock when the total was quoted to me.

The demonrat’s inflation is affecting the financial atmosphere on every level of life. A $15 pizza has doubled in price.

Pizza had doubled in price!

For what?

They’re down to a skeleton crew, and inside eating is cancelled, since the whole demonrat covid insanity kicked off.

And it’s “fast food”, for Pete’s sake – there’s little prep involved: basically, just dump sauce and fillings on the thawed dough-pop it in the oven-and shove it out the side wall opening. How does that equate to $34???

Plus, I noticed another chill in the atmosphere of Papa Pete’s … there is also a new sur-charge added to the tab.

And a notification of a closure – once these notices start showing, it’s only a matter of time before the building is closed.

This will be my last stop at Papa Pete’s: one more thing Bob and I enjoyed together, biting the dust in my new life.

I won't be going back.

When I got home, and hauled everything inside, I was still stuffed from the Black-N-Bleu Burger I had at Country Folks Deli, earlier; so, I divvied up the pizza … and froze it.

Biggest expenditures of the day.

8 portions in the freezer - and 1 in the 'fridge, for tomorrow's Supper.

Now, I’m going to drink a cup of hot cocoa, and curl up with this book (wrapped in MOD book cover); and listen to the rain tap-dance across the roof 😊

New Read.

I designed, and made this book cover for the Fall Bazaars I had hoped to participate it – but, masks are required to host a table … so, I said “no thanks”: and will indulge in a rare treat – enjoying one of my designs for a purely personal purpose 😉

MOD Crochet Book Cover.

The atmosphere fits.