MAKING LONGVIEW MY HOME

This year, 2021, I have got to start making Longview my home.

While it is true that I’ve lived in Longview with Bob longer than any other place we’ve set up house and carved out a life (23 years as opposed to the 18 in Cathlamet, & the 2 in Raymond) … I never considered Longview “my home”; it was just “the place Bob prefers to live”.

But I’ve lived here, in Longview, solo lobo for 26 months now (2 years longer than Bob ever did) – and much of that time has been spent alone because people have been hiding in their houses, scared out of their wits by shameless pandering politicians.

So, any progress I make for myself will have to be undertaken by myself.

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i8J2ztEt4zA)

I need to get comfortable with Longview as my personal place of residence: I need to make it my own.

I have to start learning the streets, the highways, and the byways of Longview – so I can move freely from one place to another about town; without frustration.

It never mattered before, if I knew or not … Bob knew. And I didn’t particularly care. If it was necessary to get from one place to another; Bob could get us there with his eyes closed.

But Bob is not here anymore. 

Getting out and about is all on me now.

Now, it is important that I know myself, how to get from here to there easily.

It is important that I walk confidently into a business and be able to conduct business, and transactions without a knowledgeable 6’2” backup.

I need to be comfortable eating in fancy restaurants solo lobo, and owning my space on the sidewalks when I am out and about – instead of feeling half alive and handicapped without my big man by my side.

I need to do this for me: solo lobo. 

Whether I have an entourage of new friends, or not, I have got to find a niche for myself in the populace of Longview.

I will still be daytipping, and doing road trips 8 months out of the year; but my home is here.

It is time to ‘make friendly’ with Longview. 

It is time to start branching out, and meeting some people who live in Longview. While there will never be another Bob (he was unique in the way Yeshua created him), I believe wholeheartedly, that there are people out there with the similar character traits Bob exampled and blessed my life with. In my new life, I want friends that share some of Bob’s character.

It’s time to see Longview with my own eyes – and not so much through Bob’s eyes.

It’s time to scout the land for my own benefit.

It is time to start building my new life here.

A solo lobo life that has a place for friends … but a solo lobo life that is also independent apart from a friend’s place in it. As I learned with the continual lockdowns all of 2020 (and predicted to project to the end of 2022), friendships will not be readily accessible; and present friends will be mostly absent. It is imperative that I establish a satisfactory solo lobo life.

ONE LESS MORON

rush limbaugh died today; everyone was talking about it.

It doesn’t concern me … I didn’t like that loud-mouthed, over-bearing, sexist jerk.

rush (credited with starting the ‘conservative movement’) is the main reason I avoid conservatives.

Waaaaaay back in the 1980’s someone we knew then, talked me into listening to one of his broadcasts: I switched the channel 10 minutes into his brash spiel … and never gave him the time of day after that. I found what he had said to be very offensive, and his remarks very sexist.

In short, rush, in MPO, was a moronic pig. I did not “see the humor” in anything he said or did.

And I don’t think much of the people who did.

I don’t support hate from any one – I don’t care what side of the isle they pander to.

If “rush was the wind in the sails of conservatism” … I think I’ll pass on the ride.

MPO, is that the world is a much better place today; with one less moron in it.

ANGER vs ANGER

Yes, you read the title correctly.

There is anger … and there is anger.

Wildfire anger, like islam and communism/socialism – which, is really the same thing except one used religion, and the other uses science – destroys societies and topples countries.

The foremost … righteous anger – which is designed to bring about repentance, and build up the best in people; is perfectly acceptable, and has a remedy.

The later, is not acceptable – and eats at people, and societies, like a cancer. The only remedy is Elohei.

I’ve pulled back from FB and other social media outlets because their biased format is not very welcoming to people like me: who are Christians that cherish freedom of movement/speech/thought, and Faith.

It is okay to be righteously angry when those freedoms are toyed with … and politicians attempt to strong-arm me.

It is not okay to be angry with a burning hatred.

I do not want to hate – I do not make place for it in my life.

I strive mightily not to hate the two people here, in the Park I live in, that killed my husband 26 months/2 days/12 hours & 40 minutes ago: so far, I am – by the grace of Elohim – winning that emotional tug of war.

And I refuse to make a place for hate in my thoughts, or my heart, concerning the wickedness coming out of DC.

I honestly do not trust any voice coming from any political party: they ALL LIE.

But, never before have we seen rampant disregard for God and Country IN America; as we have seen since the obama years that started in 2009.

barak hussain obama pushed for the promotion of islam and communism, for 8 loooong and tortuous/traitorous years … and dementia boy biden (obama’s clueless parrot) and biden’s-obama-pick; heckling hyaena sidekick, harris, are doing all they can to continue forward with obama’s wicked agenda.

The demonrat communist/socialist party have total control of the White House, Congress, and the Senate; and are moving forward as warp-speed to destroy America – willy-nilly.

And there doesn’t seem to be any serious push back.

FROM ANYONE.

The situation is angering.

Americans, like myself, are now in a position where we can trust no one: family or friend … all will become an enemy if and when it favors them to stab you in the back.

I already have serious trust issues.

What has been allowed to happen, doesn’t help that situation.

Really bummed right now ...

The obama coups - worst thing for USA

Nothing good coming out of DC right now.

So, I have pulled back from everyone and everything; not from fear of what will happen to me – I am prepared to die in the fallout of the obama-biden-harris coup.

I am pulling back to prepare myself … emotionally, spiritually, and physically … for the inevitable.

The obamanites have declared war on Christian Americans.

I don’t want anyone alongside me to be blasted with shrapnel.

My already small circle has gotten much, much smaller.

Several friends I had, have fallen by the wayside. My siblings, children, and grandchildren all embrace the obamanite vision and applaud the violent activities – ignoring the racist overtones, and overt anti-Christ hatred.

My grandmother warned of this day. 

The Scriptures clearly foretold this day.

I have been prepared all my life for this day … and I always hoped it would never come.

It breaks my heart that my grandchildren are caught up in it; it makes me physically ill that our own daughter has destroyed her life, and the lives of her children in her mad rush to hate me.

And it is mad: it is mindless lunacy. 

That is what hate does … it makes people lose their minds.

What is happening today, I was warned about decades ago.

It’s sad, it's angering, it's frustrating ...

I have nothing good to say about what is happening.

There is nothing I can do; except prepare myself for what is coming: what is taking place now, is nothing compared to what is to come.

I refuse to make a place for hate in my thoughts, or my heart, concerning the wickedness coming out of DC.

Do I get angry?

Of course!

But, even in that, I am careful.

Anger vs Anger. How I deal with both.

Our great Nation’s leadership has boldly declared Elohei does not exist; and they have declared science is the new religion, and islam is the reigning power – with communistic and socialistic underpinnings. Our Nation’s Flag has been replaced with china’s banner, and our National Anthem has been replaced with obama’s black panther damnation. Government funded {churches} have replaced Eloei with the almighty $$$$$$ - The Word is no longer heard or tolerated; lip service is given, but the desire for Eohei is no a burning passion.

What is coming out of DC – and out of every demonrat held state stronghold – is pure, unadulterated hatred, without rhyme or reason.

It is madness.

There is only 1 hope.

And I stand on that hope.

Even if I stand … and die, alone.

BETWEEN THE RAINS

The snow that surprised our region is all but gone now (all of it should be gone tomorrow); so, needing fresh air, I went for an early morning walk this morning.

Rain showers was in the forecast some time today, so I plugged my ears with cotton to ward off ‘swimmer’s ear’: I have to be careful not to get excess water in my ear canal … or breezy winds in my ear canal. So, inside, I immediately wick my ear canals with Q-tips after washing my hair/showering (and I avoid swimming) – and outside, I protect my ears with a dab of cotton.

Snow mostly gone. Walking from the church end of the Trail.

Snow-less Trail.

Winter sun, this morning ...

Early morning; not another person on the Trail. Cotton in my ears

(https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3g7ZvXo-qtA)

Some cinnamon-brown-headed ducks caught my attention, right off 😊

They were very striking – the pictures do not do them justice; but I did try to get some good ones 😉

Common Goldeneye Ducks; females.

Cinnamon headed ducks - Common Goldeneye, females.

The little cavorting Bufflehead duck, doing its perfect swan-dive had me chuckling.

Bufflehead Duck; female.

Swan-diving Bufflehead Duck; female.

I tried to get a shot of a Merganser Duck pair … but they were skittish and kept flying off …

Flying Hooded Merganser Ducks.

When I was finally able to get close enough for a good frame set – the male was absent.

Hooded Merganser Duck; female.

Along the walk, I spotted a lethargic fuzzy-wuzzy, sluggishly moving across my pathway. I was surprised to see it had survived the snow that was dumped on us this past week <:-O

I did some research on them after I got back home, and was equally surprised to read that they survive winter’s chill very well because their bodies have been designed to produce their own antifreeze enzyme; in this way, their body cells won’t rupture in freezing weather!

I am constantly awed by all the ways Creator Yeshua designed life on Earth 😊

Lethargic Fuzzy-Wuzzy caterpillar.

Weather patterns this morning.

Throughout the walk, I saw more Goldeneye ducks than any other; they were all up and down the short length of trail (from beginning to end) that I walked this morning:

Common Goldeneye Duck; female.

Mallard Pair.

Goldeneye Duck; female.

Goldeneye Duck Pair - male in the lead; female Merganser in the tail end.

Ring-neck Duck; Male. Blue bill, & bright yellow eyes.

When I reached the gate at the far end of the short portion of trail, I walked this morning – it was tempting to cross the street, and push on further; but it was beginning to drizzle, and I have been dealing with a cold this past week, so I reined myself in 😉

Reached the end of this portion of the trail with a few sprinkles, and I’m heading home. I don’t want to get sicker.

When I got back home, I checked my mail; and thought I’d get to it after I painted my fingernails.

When my nail were dried, I started going through envelopes and opening the important ones – setting the junk mail aside to be shredded.

As I pulled a statement from one envelope, I instantly saw red.

And reached for my phone.

What I read from the hospital billing department had steam rolling from my ears: my mood matched my red fingernails.

They were claiming they had not received payment and was ready to sic a collection agency on me.

I was directed to 5 different departments (all hospital related!) to try to get the snafu sorted and corrected – the bill had been paid January 13^th, 2021: I have documentation on my end to prove that fact.

The hospital drones need to get it straight on their end: it is not my problem that the post office has delayed the receiving of payment. It is not my problem that they are short-handed and may not have gotten to my payment yet. It is not my problem that they are jumping the gun with a threatening notice …

I told them I had mailed their payment off to them January 13^th – with a receipt of payment from the P.O. – and that “they should have received it well before needlessly sending their bullying statement, which I do not appreciate”.

(https://jeastofeden.blogspot.com/2021/01/chaotic-day.html)

3 hours later (and no closer to getting a direct answer from anyone), I was ready to slam heads together.

Hospital Office Drones!

Instead, I singed a few ears (and bared my teeth a few times) and ended up driving into town (between rains), to the post office – to repeat the same process I had done a little over a month ago: and this time, I better not get another shitty letter … or another BS-run-around >:-P

I was frustrated. I was angry.

I don’t feel good – I have a cold; it has me coughing and sneezing periodically: I do not need to be coughing and sneezing in a busy P.O., where I will be getting dirty looks from masked people living in fear that every damned thing is covid related.

People/businesses have gone covid crazy.

Seriously.

And they are picking a fight with a woman who isn’t afraid to fight back.

Covid is a convenient excuse …

MOD FLYING GEESE Kitchen Towel

This kitchen towel is also designed with a textured insert at the hemline – but this insert is not so stiff, as yesterday’s design was; today’s insert is a more fluid contrast.

(https://jeastofeden.blogspot.com/2021/02/mod-mallards-kitchen-towel-set.html)

I designed this towel with a flying geese motif. My home is located in the midst of a duck and geese migration field, so the quacking, honking, and wing flapping is directly overhead three fourths of the year … I like it 😊

Finished MOD Flying Geese Kitchen Towel. Cotton yarn.

Cotton yarn in 3 colors (MC = Pebble Beach Ombre; CC1 = Cream; & CC2 = Blue Jeans)

# 10-1/2 knitting needles

#J/10 crochet hook

With MC, CO 73 sts; P 1 row, K 4 rows stockinette stitch. EO MC.

Row 1: Attach CC1, and k, working into the back of each st across row.

Row 2: Purl

Row 3: Rpt row 1.

Row 4: Rpt row 2.

Repeat rows 3 & 4 until there are 24 rows total; drop CC1 and attach MC

Twisted Stitch insert

Continue in st. st. with MC for a total of 61 rows from beginning.

Begin Towel Topper decrease as follows: P 2 – P 3 tog across row to last 2 sts: end P 2 sts. EO MC

Change from knitting needles to crochet hook and attach CC1. work in sc as follows: dec 1 st EA end until 8 sts remain.

Sc for 13 rows.

Sl st x5; ch 6 and sl st in same sp; sl at to end. Turn.

Dc x12 in chain loop; add a decorative trim of choice around button-hole-loop.

Sew button in place and weave in loose ends.

With CC2, embroider flying geese motifs across cream insert at hemline.

Flying Geese design grid; positioned outline.

Embroidered goose motif.

NO BUDGING, VALENTINE’S DAY 2021

Right now, life is sweet 😉

I’ve been sticking to my Blog to avoid FB’s biased political nonsense and obamanite infatuations; but I am glad I checked FB Pages this morning – I am glad to know that friends and family are safe despite the treacherous situations and circumstances all around us.

The grandkids’ have experienced a severe ice storm in their region; the ice damaged several trees, and knocked a few down – 1 right outside their home; and a branch took out a gutter pipe (the kids are safe, thank You, Yeshua):

ICE STORM AT THE KIDS' PLACE

So far, my region has escaped the ice storm some friends and family members have had to deal with this week.

As noted in previous Blog posts, I did, however, have icy snow dumped on my property: icy snow, which is heavy and complicated. But, so far, nothing has been damaged …

The garden boxes, out back, that Bob built for me; are 12” high (smaller ones) & 18” high (larger ones). This is my back yard this morning.

Back yard snow depth.

The snow drifts make the snow look deeper than it is – it’s actually only 7” deep across the back yard.

The protected areas (carport & leeward side of house) have a snow level depth of 7½ inches; each side: deeper because the wind does not displace it; much.

Needless to say, I will not be budging until the snow melts … I have a well-stocked freezer, and pantry, so I can literally sit on my cushy duff 😉 and watch the snow-inspired activity outside my windows 😊

Valentine’s Day has historically been attributed to a catholic monk, but the first true Valentine’s Day actually was established on Calvary Hill.

I am so glad Elohim loves me: He gave me 2 wonderful loving husbands, as well: Yeshua & Bob. I am abundantly blessed 😊

Blowing kisses to my husbands, Yeshua & Bob; and to my older sister, Iris, this morning …

My Cupid Name is “Starry-eyed Hot-stuff”; I can live with that 😉