JONES BEACH-OR~Bucket List Spoiling

The mornings and evenings here in Clatskanie, have felt more like Fall weather than Summer weather: really c.o.l.d.

The Ocean is not as close as I thought; but there is a definite wind tunnel factor here.

Poor Bleu is freezing his little tail off when he does his late night, and early morning, "duty calls" … and determined to feel warmth when the lights go out and we turn in, he has learned to jump onto the bed.

And Holland has learned to be flexible in that happening ;-)

The first thing Holland said when we got our little bundle of fur, was: "The dog will not be sleeping with us, in the bed."

And I let him think that :-)

I was thinking, {a good guard dog} needs to be where his people are, so he can effectively alert them when necessary … and now he is ;-)

Bleu has learned how to jump onto the bed …

Bleu isn't too keen on the sun waking him up. LOL

When we were drinking our morning coffees, Holland asked me what I'd like to do - and I said, "Can we go to Jones Beach? Everyone is asking me if I've been there yet - and it is one of the things I penciled in on my Bucket List, last year." Holland said, "Well … if it's on your Bucket List, then that's what we'll do."

He's a good man; and he gets a bang out of spoiling me :-)

Jones Beach is just up the road from where we are parked at the moment.

Jones Beach-OR

This is all farmland here along the roads, leading to the beach. Every waterlily in this pond, was in full bloom - loving the sunshine.

Vintage RV; 1960's type.

Hexagon Barn.

A very bumpy ride. LOL

Love; it makes things happen. LOL

BINGO!

Jones Beach-OR: https://wildcolumbia.org/hiking-camping-wildlife-columbia-county-oregon/jones-beach-overview/ & http://columbiariverimages.com/Regions/Places/jones_beach.html

Dry docked …

Little Cape Horn on the WA side - seen from Jones Beach, OR side.

Bleu's spinout …

The Surfaris - 'Wipe Out' song/1963:

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m4IfxAQ4TqQ)

We had fun finding it: there is only a sign alongside the highway pointing in the general direction … but that's it. If you are not a local, it is a wild goose chase to get there.

But we enjoyed the drive - and we did laugh a lot before and after, we arrived.

And Bleu had a blast; he was able to run freely without being tethered to a leash :-)

Jones Beach is not a spectacular event - but we did spend an enjoyable hour there. I'm glad we went.

Holland cooked Supper when we got back home ;-)

Supper's on … my King likes spoiling his Queen ;-)

And now, it's time for me to wash the dishes - there aren't that many, and it's only fair: my King and I, are a team :-)

SHABBAT GRATITUDE~RV Tagged & Long Drive Home

We were up at the crack of dawn; drinking coffee and noshing about this and that, as we shook the cobwebs and felt our bodies waking up and alerting to the excitement of finally being able to get the RV licensed and tagged.

We want to be enjoying the open road by the end of the month :-)

As we were passing through Clatskanie, my phone notified me of an incoming message: I did a double-take … my youngest sister. Hmmm.

Carla's 10 AM text.

It was good to be sharing convo with her … and know that she cares - and is interested in what I am doing. Holland was glad to see that at least one member of my family is reaching out to me: we don't talk that often; our life goals, and lifestyles, are so different.

But Carla is at least trying. It was a good start to this dawning Shabbat.

I am grateful.

We reached the Astoria DMV, and Holland went inside to get the transaction completed while I opted to stay in the 4x Beast with Bleu (we can't roll the windows down yet, until the shading film completely dries: Monday). He wasn't inside very long before he came back out to the truck and said, "We still can't get tagged." I just looked at him, speechless for a moment, before I said, "Why? We've jumped through all the hoops - what could they possibly be bitching about, now?" He said, "They said we couldn't get licensed because of this guy's name on the Title (he sowed me the name of the fella that sold us the RV), and that we need to contact him and have him sign a power of attorney waiver … and we need an odometer reading."

I counted to 10. Then I said, "This is utter bullshit. These people do not know what they are doing - or what they are talking about. We do not need a 'power of attorney';  - we do not need 'an odometer reading': we OWN the RV, and it WAS Licensed BY OREGON last week - it is AN RV … not a freaking car, or truck. I'm going inside, and they are going to stop this nonsense."

My eyes were shooting fire.

Holland said, "It won't do any good Baby; they won't listen to you. We'll just have to get ahold of the people in West Virginia that we bought the 5th Wheel from, and get a license plate from them - then get it tagged that way."

I said, "No - this run-around, is ridiculous. I am going inside here … and they are going to license and tag us here." Then, I looked up a the sky, and said, "God help me, because I am about to shake some teeth loose. Go before me and prepare a way of peace because I have fire in my eyes, and a storm brewing to set it loose. I am tired of all this jerking around nonsense. We've jumped through all the loops, and one way, or another, we are going home today with a license plate, and tags!"

I called Tina at PKB RV's in West Virginia and asked her a few questions that may help us with the Oregon process - she was as confused as us, but said she'd do what she could do to help us. She would call the Astoria DMV personally and walk them through the process they obviously are clueless about: the RV Dealer's Name was not the issue, the people working at Astoria's DMV were.

I gave the process between there and here about 20 minutes before opening the truck door. Holland said, "I'll go with you; a little while Bleu will be okay for." I'm sure he was thinking the fire sparking in my eyes would set the place on fire ;-)

We had a 30 minute wait before our number was called.

And Elohim was faithful - He prepared the way, and I did not have to unleash the fiery storm. The process was finally completed (our documents were accepted, & acknowledged paperwork was filed/stamped), and we left with license plate and tags ;-) 

I marched into that DMV Office with a storm brewing in my determined eyes …

My Guardian Angel's mindset. LOL

We were going to be coming home licensed & TAGGED, come Hell or high water; I pulled up the {needed} document and showed it to the clueless woman.

Cages were rattled from both ends (West Virginia; and me standing in front of her with eyes aflame)… and the deed was D.O.N.E. - with NO MORE nonsense.

We ate lunch at Astoria's DQ, down the road from the DMV; backtracked to the Astoria Column … then drove the long way home, over the back road that would drop us in Clatskanie - behind the Safeway Store.

This was a gift to me: love in action.

Holland had not seen the Astor Column - so we backtracked to it.

Astoria Column-OR: (1 Coxcomb Dr, Astoria, OR 97103; https://astoriacolumn.org/)

Located in Astoria, Oregon, the 125-foot-tall Astoria Column serves as a monument to the history Pacific Northwest. The idea for the column first came about in 1898 when the city thought to build an electrified tower that would rival the Eiffel Tower in Paris, France. The column overlooks Astoria, and the Columbia River. Its observation platform offers a panoramic view for the many visitors who climb the 164 steps of its winding staircase.

Overlooking the Astoria-Megler Bridge, Astoria, ect.

Saddle Mountain, in the distance.

Saddle Mountain-OR:

(https://stateparks.oregon.gov/index.cfm?do=park.profile&parkId=140)

I had warned Holland beforehand that the road was 'very snaky in places', and he was game to drive it.

I pointed out various elk sighting places; Fish Hawk Falls, I like to visit once a year; and places I normally pull over to explore along the route.

I like country backroads; I like enjoying those scenic rides with my husband. But towards the end of that long winding road, he was looking a bit green around the gills, due to the medication he takes. I pointed out the speed limit sign and said, "We're almost off this road - you should see Safeway Store around that next corner." He said, "Praise the Lord". And I burst out laughing because the relief in his tone as so obvious.

Holland is a good husband to me. Every day, I am grateful.

He is a good man~he is a good husband for me :-)

I am highly favored, and greatly blessed.

I am grateful.

As the sun begins to set, we are grateful to embrace the Shabbat Rest.

HUH?

 

So, we woke up this morning expecting to collect on our house sale monies - and then go fetch our 4x Ford, sell the Highlander, and head south in Oregon, to purchase a 5th Wheel.

Holland had an appointment in Castle Rock around 9 AM; so he left early with the promise to be back home by noon to go to the Bank and set things up there for our gypsy life on the road.

The weather was on the warming side, so I delightfully dressed light.

I was in a good mood. 

Some people think I dress too young for my age … but, I dress for me: it doesn't matter what {age} I am . I wear whatever (clothes, makeup, or jewelry) appeal to me.

I am in the end game of my life: I will wear what I want to wear … and how I want to wear it. Holland doesn't have a problem with what I wear - or how I wear it - and his opinion is really the only one that matters to me ;-)

I'm going for vey colorful eyes, to match my blouse colors, today ;-)

Sparkly 'Pearl' eyebrow; 'Mauve' eyelid color; glittery 'Lionheart' inner eye accent; 'Fuchsia' outer eye accent; glittery 'Tango' center eye accent; 'Navy Blue' upper eyeliner; 'Forest Green' lower eyeliner; 'Auburn' Brow Gel; 'Millennial Pink' Eyelash Builder; 'Burgundy' Mascara; 'Neutral Enflamme' Cream Blush, & 'Pink Quartz' Lipgloss.

NONE OF WHAT WE WERE LOOKING FORWARD TO, HAPPENED :-(

The morning hours fell away; and so did the plans we made in good faith with these house buyers.

As morning edged into afternoon, and Holland was backing into the carport (still no word from the Title Company to call to come collect the money); so, I called Shay and asked if she knew what the holdup, today, was.

Not the News we were expecting this morning.

We were concerned - yesterday, we had put $$$ down on the red 4x (Yesterday's Blog Post) with the understanding we'd be picking it up this afternoon … and today, the buyer's Lender is sitting in his thumbs, instead of cutting the check; the papers have been processed and signed off on: it's noon already; let's get this thing rolling!

HUH? Reason given for the moolah screech halt.

Needless to say - we were not happy. We are not rich people, and we did not want to lose that $$$ we had ponied up yesterday to secure that red 4x. We immediately called the Ford dealer to see if they would grant a grace period over the weekend.

Meanwhile, we had been intercepting various phone calls being jockeyed around all morning long (trying to secure the truck, and trying to pin down the 5th Wheel we had our eyes/hopes on) - it got pretty frantic trying to keep up with the incoming query calls; Holland at one point said, "Baby, let's make a deal that no matter how frantic it gets - we don't get angry at each other." DEAL!

Three things happened this morning: (1) the truck dealer was understanding, and will hold the truck until Monday afternoon. Hopefully, by then, we can close the deal :-) (2) Shay investigated … and the hang-up is with Fed Ex getting the House Title from A to B: it's a 3-hr. diff between coastal times, so there will not be any money coming our way, today. GRRR! But I made it c.l.e.a.r. that Monday is the deadline with these bozos - If I don't have the money Monday, I'm not accepting any more excuses from them. These people have been a major pain in the ass since the get-go; every day it's a new snafu with these people that has me shaking my head, and asking, "HUH?"  (3) we got tired of the shifty run-around with the Creswell-OR 5th Wheel dealer … and just decided to move on. There were too many "HUH?" moments throughout the convo, that didn't make sense.

Our brains ached trying to understand all the crap we were dealing with.

We decided to give things a rest for the next 24 hours.

We drove to the River to unwind, and reset our balance.

On our way to the River, {Domains} were being established - out of Holland's mouth ;-)

A bullshitter doesn't get very far with me.

And the day's bullshit continues …

I called him on his bullshit spiel & stopped the nonsense pronto.

The 4x is STILL OURS. Christine is working hard for us, and gets the moola when the deal is sealed, Monday.

After relaxing for about an hour, we came home and started researching more RV's that would suit the new life we plan to build, on the road.

Holland found one, and asked me to check it out, saying, "I think it would be perfect for you, Baby. As soon as I saw the name, I said to myself, This is the one she'll love: she had a wolf, and the color of this wolf logo is just about the same bluish-silver color her wolf was'. So, what do you think?"

Ditched the Creswell-OR dealer - and switched our attention to Ellensburg-WA …

I looked at it, and said, "Let's look at the floor plan; it looks like it will suit both of us - and has everything we need, and have asked Elohim for."

He said, "This will really be your decision, Baby. The house is your domain - a happy wife makes for a happy life." And we laughed because it is true ;-)

Then I said, "I like what I see - you did good, hun; let me see if I can find a walk-thru video that will show us more."

Floorplan; it has everything we both want - and need, individually; and it looks waaaay better than the other one we passed on.

Cherokee Artic Wolf 3910SUITE:

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MVHosfrQZ0o)

Elohim never closes a door unless He opens another one.

We are trusting in His Plan for our life.

We know He is never caught by surprises; and He always prepares the way before we set our feet in motion :-)

We liked what we saw. So, as soon as we get the 4x - and fit it with a hitch, we'll be off to Ellensburg to see if we can collect on the Artic Wolf.

In the meantime - between now, and then, Holland put our new camera together. Then promptly fell asleep.

Holland put the camera together that we plan to record  our gypsy life, with.

My poor husband is so tired. He's been researching non-stop for things to make our on-the-road-life a good and satisfying experience: he loves me.

Watching him relaxing after this stress-filled week, I think to myself how lucky I am to have this man in my life. Elohim greatly favored me with His love when he put Holland in my life.

While Holland is relaxing by sawing zzz's … I am going to relax by enjoying a new taste ;-)

I'm relaxing in my own way. LOL