Sunday, November 19, 2017

Now where was I?? Oh yeah, Oregon!

And now it was time to climb a mountain- sort of- because there was snow and really it was cold up there and there is that altitude thing going on.....  and the paths were covered up with said snow and so we just hiked around a bit.  And it was great.
I believe we got farther than this- off to that clump of trees to the right

To the Mountain!!

Look Mom, we got this close

I loved the drive up the mountain- it was so exciting to see the changes as the altitude increased.  We went to the hotel where parts of  The Shining was filmed apparently.  I try not to scare the bejeezus out of myself with regularity (which is why I have only been watching "Stranger Things" in the daytime- don't judge me) so I have not actually seen said movie.

Well isn't this a crappy phone camera picture 

Our plan was to have lunch at the Timberline Lodge after hiking around, but we opted out of that and had lunch at a cute little place that was down the mountain a ways in Government Camp....  Adorable and yummy and we ate outside in the sun and it was cold and warm at the same time.

I had a BUNCH of unedited photos from Portland!!  

It was just breathtaking

It has been a number of months since I have been there, so as that goes, you forget things.  The terrain was rocky where we were (um, and snowy as I said) but really not hard to walk on.  I had a ton of folks giving me ideas where to go to find the most amazing pictures, but that wasn't exactly the intent of the trip.  I took my camera along and all, but it wasn't the sole purpose.  I loved sitting on the porch behind the hotel and watching the spring skiers and people who had hiked up to the summit earlier that day return.  Or maybe they stayed over night, I don't really know.  Trying to absorb the moments and have them stay with you is hard when you travel, but sitting down and watching everything is the way to go occasionally.
This is where I could have used a different lens.... 

scenic overlook!

After the mountain experience, I believe we went to see a few more waterfalls and then headed over to Hood River.  Of course it was specifically to have sushi!  Because- SUSHI!!!  (vegetarian of course) And then we found other ways to amuse ourselves as well.  In Hood River there is a place where the winds come from the west and the Columbia River flows towards the west and the result is a place where people are able to easily do all sorts of wind driven water sports, like sailing and I am going to say para-sailing, but I think it is called something else.  There is a gorgeous park there and it was fascinating to watch.  Of course the Gelato that we had while watching didn't hurt the ambiance!

SUSHI  Asparagus roll! In other news, I always eat my sushi with chopsticks now!  The Mad-BFF will be proud! 

Wind surfing in the Columbia River
Gelato, baby!!
Wednesday was the last day we spent in Portland, Thursday was travel day to the Pacific Ocean and we stayed in a cool little place called Rockaway Beach....  More on that to come.

So as I kick back in my mind to that lovely rest we took staring at the mountain, a little chilly and a little tired- I prepare to edit my Pacific Ocean photos.... because I apparently did not earlier in the summer.  Silly girl.

Just another way to experience the joys of my summer travels

Grab your coffee cup, kids, lets talk

And if you have a big kid drink in that coffee cup, who am I to complain?  In fact I think that would be a great idea.  I'm thinking a shot of Baileys might be in order.  Cheers!

We live on a pretty piece of the earth :)

Aside from my previous post where I expressed my frustration in probably a pretty unclear way over my lack of ability to fall asleep many nights of my life, it has been a long time since I have posted.

At the end of July I was describing and sharing a very enjoyable trip to Portland and the Pacific- freaking- Ocean (I love travel and oceans and travel to oceans) and then all things stopped- blog wise.  Basically I had been cleaning my house out and down sizing, I was rearranging my kitchen things because I had a pretty dandy kitchen remodel that has made my life AH- MAZE-ING in terms of work flow and clean-up and such.  I was doing my best to get things DONE.  And then suddenly it was August and I had to do some things for myself.  I went south to visit the Mad-Oldest Son and  family and then made a short but awesome trip to Chicago with my Mad-BFF Cheri. 

Phone pix- Photography was not the main focus of this trip

It was a pretty brutal summer in many ways for me: losing my horse, losing a dear friend, not having a kitchen for 5 weeks (I know that was a good thing... but)  and a few other things that threw me for a loop.  As life sometimes hands you a whole basket of goo, you just have to remove yourself from most everything and reconnect with your core.  Cheri and I did that in a wonderful few days in the city.  We did not contact anyone who lives near there, we did not want to do anything other than walk and talk and eat some yummies and see some sights and enjoy some time away.  So if you are a Chicagoland friend, I am sorry that I did not have a chance to see you.  Some times you have to take care of yourself first.  I always regret not seeing folks that live far from me, that happened when I went to Portland as well.  But sometimes it just isn't that trip.

So August I did things for me.  Travel, relax, visit with friends...  all sorts of things that were for my mental health.  Especially since we had an awful lot of inservice days that horned in on our last few vacation days.  Bleh.  

September and October blended all together with the start of a new school year and indeed 2 brand new schedules - major changes for me in both schools.  It has been a whirlwind, the days go so fast.  I have a hard time even knowing what I am doing on any given day.  So no blogging was done- sitting in a fog after school was done, but not blogging.

I've done some photography but not as much as I would like, however, I have sold some of my photos.  This is really something that still surprises me.  I have even set up - in a very incomplete manner- a Facebook page for my photos so people don't have to sift through all of my personal post pictures.  I can not tell you how much I am looking forward to the early spring when I can get some really good pictures of abandoned things again.  I have a list of some new places....  it's going to happen.

SOOOOO many people responded to this photo on Facebook- ah nostalgia.

I have recently had some unexpected interactions that have made me question many things about myself.  It was a real upheaval because it made me question my values, my decisions and my outlook on some parts of my life.  As you well know, life is full of stuff like this, but this time I decided not to do the people pleasing thing. I have been inching towards setting boundaries around myself and I have now finally gotten old enough (I guess) to not allow other people's opinions and interpretations of what I do, affect me either on an emotional or social level.  Or as much as I can manage it. Seriously, no one knows what goes on inside of others, and in the cases to which I am referring- admittedly very vaguely and obscurely- they don't know my life.  So, too bad so sad, you do not have to be in mine any more.  Boundaries that are crucial to one's physical and emotional well-being are something that every one has the right to establish.  There is NO ONE in the world entitled to work that hard at making you feel like you are less than. Because you are all decidedly worth more than that, and you (and I) get to decide to not care, to not let it affect your life, to not let it make you feel like a bad person.  We have our reasons for doing things and most people are not privy to them.  There is a meme that bounces around the internet that says:

It is so very true.

Anyway, this last paragraph sort of popped up unexpectedly, not really the purpose for this post.... or maybe it was.  The Mad-writer in me let it come out so I guess I have been incubating it for a while, sort of like the sleeping post that I composed so many times in the last 3-4 months.  THAT by the way didn't happen last night, I laid down, rearranged hair and pillow and I didn't wake up until 3 - that was 5 straight hours and then I slept until I had to get up to wake up the hunters.... don't even ask.  lol.

Anyway, I feel like I need to post some photos and continue on, I am sort of on a roll I guess.   So from me on this COLD sunny morning (13°) find yourself a little warm spot in the sun and drink up a whole cup of joy.

Saturday, November 18, 2017

Elusive and wearisome

Ah sleep  elusive, transitory, phantom, fugitive.  Can you fall asleep at night and can you stay asleep? It all seems so simple, but no. 

Virtually every night for the last several months I consider my sleep capabilities.  Usually while turning from side to side, adjusting my position, rearranging this hair, fighting with the pillows..... and thinking about why I am no longer one of those "I can fall asleep standing up" sort of people.  Those people need to just stop it.  The rest of us just don't want to hear it.

Anyone falling into this category needs to just stop  lol

I start to notice every night how sleepy I am at about 9 pm.  Am I sleepy enough that I will be able to easily fall asleep? What if I am not?  Should I take something or try to let myself to relax. WINE??  TEQUILA??????  What if I don't fall asleep.  How much will I suffer for it the next day?  Why does the music in my brain not STOP WHEN I TURN OFF THE LIGHTS???  I really like it when I am reading and I start to nod off- that is a super good sign for me....  I make sure my teeth are brushed in advance and I make a dive for my bed.  But those nights are few and far between.

THEN there is this when I get into bed:   I have to move my hair off of my neck and from under my face.  The pillow has to be smoothed down so as to be not reflecting any breath back onto my face.... I can't stand being breathed on when I am trying to fall asleep, even my own breath.  There can be no huge wrinkles or bumps in the sheet or pillow case.  I can't be too hot. I have to arrange the extra blanket over my shoulders which get cold and not over my feet which get too warm.  Sometimes.   Etc, etc, etc.  It is exhausting.  Which is ironic because I JUST want to go to sleep.

I recently was directed to a sort of  pretty good article about sleep, mostly some "expert" talking about how even if you get by on 5 or 6 hours of sleep you really will be better off getting more.  Then they discussed how when you get--- ahem--- older, your sleep changes.  And you rarely will sleep super soundly for 6  or more hours and rambled on about less REM sleep and blah blah blah.  While it is sort of comforting to know that trouble sleeping or having interrupted sleep is normal as we age, I didn't need said dumb-ass expert telling me that it is not good for me.  Like usual, we are shamed for things that our body is doing without us having any control over said sleep patterns.  Sorry/not sorry that this article was helpful/not helpful, you dumb-ass expert.  

And as you can most likely tell, I am tired today.  I usually do fine (I don't care what anyone writing an internet article says) on 6 or less hours of shut-eye, but today is not one of them.  The Mad-Oldest son is here for deer hunting, we stayed up late and SOME BODY in the house started snoring in my ear within 10.2 seconds of him closing his eyes.  That sort of ticks me off- he's one of "those" people. You know, snoozing in a chair every freaking night.....  sigh.  **jealousy**  Anyway, lets just say the couch isn't my favorite place to sleep, even if it is just until I can finally fall asleep.  Let's just say 2.5 hours is not good enough.

BAHAHAHA  #truestory

So yeah I am whining about sleeping.  Many of my faithful friends might recommend a nap, but Debi doesn't nap lest it wreck her night's sleep.  Now isn't that a paradox?? Oy.  

Meanwhile, I need a couple new pillows, as mine sort of suck.  I actually can tell how fast I will fall asleep by how comfortable my pillow feels when I lay down.  If it feels soft and amazing and I snuggle right in, I know my mind will turn off and I will fall asleep in 10-20 min.... if it feels like it has rocks instead of feathers.....  well then that is a problem.  I'm pretty sure I need counseling.  haha.

So there is no real point, solution or meaning for this post.  I just wanted to write out something I lay in bed and compose at least 4 out of 7 nights.  Maybe having the words out there will help.  MAYBE I was missing my blog and needed to get back at it.  It seems I left us all hanging in Portland!!  We didn't even make it to Rockaway beach yet!  Not to mention all the pictures I have taken since.

So I might post again today, as I am full of nonsensical words and disjointed thoughts and that just could be a hoot and a half for all of us.

And I already am thinking of my bedtime tonight.  Until that moment comes, find your daily dose of joy!