KEEP THE COFFEE COMING …

Oy Vey: the bitching from {offended people} never ends.

The morning started out with a hope and a promise, despite the dreary weather. I dressed, prepared a coffee before walking out the door, and slipped the CD with Bob’s voice on it into the player (always puts a positive spin on the unfolding day); and set out for an enjoyable day with friends …

Face on ... ready to meet & greet.

Still doing a closet purging - this top gets to stay ;-)

Goat in the middle of the road; Spruce Creek Road.

Arriving at my destination, it quickly became apparent that once again, complaining trouble-makers were not going to let the day be enjoyable.

So, after listening to a good half-hour of nonsensical bellyaching about projected {wrongs} – while actual wrongs were totally being ignored/and-or excused, I couldn’t take anymore. And said as much. I stressed firmly that if it was being “demanded that we accepted bully tactics from specifically chosen people”, and we had to “understand” certain personality tics … then that had to be a two-way understanding: the same rules needed to apply to the trouble-maker’s, too.

I also stated that I refused to knuckle under to the bullies, and I refused to be broken by the queen bee who has set herself up as a demi-god, self-styled-judge, and pious jury causing trouble just because she can – and everyone has allowed it.

I said I am willing to consider joint changes from everyone (including mz queen bee), and I am willing to seek a peaceful solution. BUT I adamantly refuse to be browbeat into accepting unacceptable behavior – and I will not be broken: better people have tried. Only Elohim can bring me to a breaking point, and when He does that, there’s always a healing process that takes the sting out of the situation.

Mz queen bee is not God … and I do not have to submit to her toxic sting.

If mz queen bee is feeling {hurt}, then she only has to look to the image in the mirror to rectify the situation.

I refuse to be broken to make someone else feel good about themselves.

I am a Rebel WITH a Cause; and people are learning that about me.

I can be a Friend, or an opponent: the choice is theirs. Either way, I intend to win the scuffle provoked to break me, and continue enjoying MY LIFE. With ... or without them in it.

C.h.o.i.c.e.s.

A happy Life is always about choices.

If I didn’t truly believe things will eventually even out and start getting better, I’d avoid getting together with people, altogether. Praise the Lord, someone spoke up and said they would be happy to mediate, and be a peacemaker between the trouble-makers and the rest of us that are standing strong; and refusing to be broken by the weekly trauma dramas.

Lately, it seems I am reminded every day of why I have avoided people for as long as I have. I didn’t start a full-on mingling socially until the Fall of 2021.

And I am also reminded every day that mingling with people is a necessary thing to moving forward. Even when trouble-makers start their bullying shit.

Thank the Lord, I am not easily manipulated – I can hear what people are saying to me … and still know I am exactly where I am supposed to be in this time of My Life, {without anyone’s permission to enjoy the freedom} of that knowing, being, and doing 😉

After the dustup had settled, and the enjoyable part kicked in, laughter echoed among us and hearts were lightened. We are, by majority – friends, after all.

On my way home, I passed a little roadside waterfall. It soothed me. It reminded me that things fall into place all by themselves if allowed to.

Waterfall; Mill Creek Road.

Ricky Nelson – ‘Garden Party’ song:

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H3F1KKPFwEY)

WHO?

Each of the reports I've read about the attack on Paul Pelosi states that "someone answered the door when police knocked" and "an unknown person answered the door when cops knocked".

The cops saw Mr. Pelosi and his attacker fighting over a hammer, with him being struck.

Everything else aside, I wonder: who was that 3rd person who opened the door?

Clearly, I've watched way too many crime mystery shows ...

MPO is that it is a set-up job to discredit the deplorables the demonrats hate.

SHABBAT SMILES ~Lake Hike

I got to bed late: around 3 AM this morning. I had stayed up playing two of my favorite computerized games (solitaire & poker) for hours on end. I tend to do this around this time of year, when weather forces me indoors and boredom snags me.

Anyhoo.

I was sleeping peacefully in a dreamless state of total rest, when the phone jingled and jolted me awake with an incoming text – which I answered, and promptly put out of mind … as I fluffed my pillow and rolled over, and tried to recapture the peaceful weekend laziness.

No go.

I was awake.

Time to rise … even if the shine would be delayed several hours 😉

5 hours of shut-eye would have to get me through the rest of the day.

Coffee perked, poured – and working on the second cup, I stripped the bed and got the sheets swishing around in the washer machine: then, I switched pj’s for outdoor clothing, and got busy winterizing the outdoor faucets, storing the hoses in the Shed, and tidying the carport (nothing major, just sweeping leaves, and storing/rearranging flower planters).

Then I checked the weather report to see how the day will kinda unfold: I immediately saw that if I wanted to get any productive walking in at all before next Spring, today was my only shot. I do occasionally try to get some hikes in during the thick of Fall and Winter – but generally, the weather (monsoon rainfalls & icy roads) keeps me penned in-house, the majority of the Fall and Winter months.

Today's the only chance for a pleasant walk in the Park.

Today, according to the predicted weather pattern; would really be the only chance to give my hiking shoes a workout, this month.

So, that’s what I did 😊

I left the wet sheets in the washer (they’d get dried later), and drove to Lake Sacajawea Park, fervently praying I’d find an empty parking space off-street.

YES! A parking spot, off the street – ((((THANK YOU)))), YESHUA!

I saw a Great Dane dog walking it’s human past me as I exited the Highlander, and was reaching for my walking stick; the dog’s coat was a beige color – I’ve never seen this color on a Dane before, and I would have liked to have gotten a picture of it … but it got out of photo-shot-range (those loooong legs on that long body, you know) before I could get my phone out of pocket and ready to aim ☹

But I did see several other interesting big dogs walking their humans – as well as other interesting sights – as I walked along the Lake Hike Trail 😊

A nice walk after home chores were completed.

Something new; the Band-Aids have got to be replaced with cotton patches ...

Giant Schnauzer dog.

Busy squirrel & marching geese.

Businesses are setting up candy stations for kids walking the Lake Trail in halloween costumes.

I sat on bench for a few minutes, just watching people & animals; reflecting on Yeshua's creative abilities (He is Creator).

The trees are flamboyantly strutting their stuff. LOL

These Park squirrels, preparing for Winter, have a Curious George characteristic; 'who's in my neighborhood' 😉

A Komondor & Bouvier des Flanders mix-bred puppy.

A Shetland pony being prepared for its afternoon activity.

The popping leaf colors; pistachio, yellow, & crimson red – across Nichols Boulevard Street, is very perky.

Geese are everywhere in the Park.

The contrasting canary yellow & wine-red burgundy leaves is eye-catching.

The half-naked tree ahead, was doing the Fall Burlesque Shimmy. Hahaha.

I LIKE THIS; pretty orange leaves in various stages of showiness.

Geese, ducks, and gulls ...

Muscovy duck ... so ugly, they are interesting; Iridescent green back plumage; it's saving grace.

Although the Muscovy is called "a duc", it is technically not a duck. The Muscovy is a South American waterfowl that only resembles a duck in part; it has the body of a duck, but behaves like a goose ... hissing, rather than quacking; it has a breast like a turkey, and is assertive like a rooster. Muscovey ducks also have instincts to chase down small critters because their native diets consist of the ususal duck diet: as well as small rodents, lizards, snakes, and other small land critters.

Hmmm: it sounds like a feathered garbage disposal 😉

I was hoofing it pretty good around the Lake (the quick pace had my butt and leg muscles burning by the time I got back to the parked Highlander); and got back home a little after 1 P.M.

I finished drying the sheets (and made the bed), drank a few cups of green tea with honey sweetener, and enjoyed a peaceful closing of this Shabbat 😊

COZY MYSTERY DAY ~Shabbat

I really look forward to my Friday forays to the West End to enjoy an afternoon of sleuth sisters’ fun and laughter 😊

I was up bright and early this morning, chomping at the bit to ‘git up and go!’ And I went bearing gifts – I wanted to make sure the girls got them before the crazy weather halts our get-togethers until Spring 2023 😉

I better get the outside faucet covers on, tomorrow morning; wet and muggy. Ugh! ☹

Bearing gifts ... 4 ct. Christmas Cactuses; egg carton tipped to keep the plants from sliding and breaking; they've grown nicely from the short clipping starts.

Heron Pointe to Bradley Trailhead, crest of Beaver Creek Rd.; 25 mins via Ocean Beach Hwy & Beaver Creek Road.

Bradley Trailhead to Graysriver-WA; 32 mins via Bever Creek Rd., Elochoman Valley Road, & Ocean Beach Hwy. Hwy: it rained off & on, from Longview to the KM; light misting rainfall in Graysriver.

Baker’s Corner Deli was closed when I left Longview … and my stomach was growling when I passed through Skamokawa: I planned on stopping at the Rosburg Store and grabbing a quick corndog, before pulling in at Ramona’s in Graysriver …

My stomach was polite enough not to make angry, rude noises through the first sleuthing episode; and Becky’s homemade pizza was worth the wait! They could have passed for pizzeria pizzas – they looked identical, but tasted a whole lot better 😊

Closed! WTH ... why are all the Deli’s closing on the freaking weekend during daylight hours???

Let the sleuthing begin. LOL

Becky's killer homemade pizza! YUM!!

The day was very enjoyable.

The pizza was a great treat.

The drive back home was peaceful, & relaxing.

Graysriver to Heron Pointe; 45 mins via Ocean Beach Hwy.

And this rainy Shabbat Evening will be infused with the warmth of Elohim’s Friendship Blessing.

Feeling the love ... these gals are great; I'm glad Elohim put them in my life.

It is good to be a Daughter of the Most-High God 😊