We went to the island to meet my sis and brother-in-law yesterday. It’s 35 miles to the restaurant. It normally takes about 45 min. to get there. It took 2 hours. The traffic was absolutely unreal. Took us about an hour to go 20 blocks on one of the main roads to the beaches. I had no idea it could be that bad. It’s off-season, so I thought even if it’s busy, there aren’t that many people around. We decided that for the people who live here year-round, Memorial Day must me kind of like, “Ok, this is OUR holiday, no snowbirds around.” I’ve never seen the beach so crowded. People were parking in the grass on the side of the road, and I felt bad because a cop was ticketing them. There were no “no parking signs”. Apparently there is some ordinance that no one knows of, but these cars were not in the way, or blocking any driveways or streets. Not to mention, they’d all just sat through tons of horrible traffic to get there. I’ve never even seen that beach half full of cars.
When we came home, it was the same in reverse. We waited til after sunset to leave. We’d gone down to the beach to see it, and figured traffic would be thinned out by 9. It didn’t thin out til almost 10. So got home very late. It was crazy.
But the day was wonderful, once we got there. Had a great lunch with my sister and brother-in-law. We started to take a walk around the neighborhood, but it was so hot, 93°, that we went back to their house and put on our bathing suits and hung out at the pool for a few hours. They really liked D, and he really liked them. He got over the nerves pretty fast. I joked to my sister that her husband was probably afraid I’d bring some weird kind of dude over to meet them, since, even though I know my brother-in-law loves me, he thinks I am a little “out there”. But he and D got along famously. I’m really glad about that, cuz I think D will be sticking around.
Today is pretty cloudy, and t-storms predicted so I’m really glad we made the trip yesterday, despite the traffic. Now I know. Do NOT go over to the island on Memorial Day weekend. LOL. Just, don’t.
Love and light.
We are having some beautiful weather here in the Tampa Bay area. Yesterday the high was around 90, but the humidity was only 42%, which is amazing for here. Today looks like a carbon copy. Such a treat.
It’s a perfect beach day, except that it’s Sunday of a holiday weekend. My sis texted me yesterday, as she drove along Gulf Drive on Anna Maria Island (near her home on Longboat Key) and said she’d never ever seen so many people at the beach there. The parking lot, which is generally less than half full, was packed. People parked on the grass, police blocking entrances because there was no parking left. Crazy. We’d planned on going over there today, eat lunch woth my sis and brother-in-law at my favorite restaurant, and then go to the Beach Market. But with that report, we may have to modify that plan a little.
My friend the sculptress finished my statue of Guan Yin, the Goddess of Compassion. (Picture below.) She is so beautiful! She is two parts, the statue itself and the lotus blosson in which she sits. She is also an incense burner. One stick can go through the top of her head, one through the bottle in her hand. I’ve never been much of an incense burner, but I may become one. My altar is just started, and I’m sure over time I’ll add more things to it.
In Buddhism, she has arrived at a level of enlightenment which would allow her to become a Buddha and enter Nirvana, but refuses to leave the world of suffering until all people are free from suffering and vows to assist in achieving that goal. She’s a pretty cool goddess!
I am off to a day on the island with this amazing man I’ve met, and with my family on this beautiful day. It doesn’t get any better than that! Oh…and remember today is the New Moon. Set your positive intentions for the next lunar month today and tonight!
Love and light to all.
This post is in response to the SoCS (Stream of Consciousness Saturday) writing prompt by Linda G. Hill. Please join the fun and visit her site for the complete instructions. https://lindaghill.com/2017/05/26/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-may-2717/
Haiku No. 307: To Smell
Smelling my pillow
I inhaled his sweet, pure scent
Closed my eyes and smiled.
By Deborah E. Dayen
Lots of political fodder this morning. The official White House document with the goals of tRump’s Israeli visit says that a main goal is” a “Lasting Peach” between Israel and Palestine. Really? They are in such chaos that in creating an important document listing the goals of the president’s first and much watched trip abraod, they don’t have time to proofread? It’s inconceivable that that piece of paper got put out with that glaring typo.
Then, Michael Flynn is taking the 5th amendment? Of course he is. Just, of course.
The Republican candidate for special election for the House in Montana is cited for assaulting a reporter on the eve of the election. Really? Another bully for tRump.
Fox News puts out a statement that tRump is the first sitting president to visit the Wailing Wall in Jerusalem. I guess they don’t have the resources to find out that Obama, Bush Jr, and Clinton have all been there. Maybe it’s a passive aggressive tribute to Roger Ailes, the man who created the term “fake news.”
I stopped reading the news, it was either too absurd or too aggravating.
Going to open mic tonight. Taking D and my childhood friend. My friend who is the sculptress finished my sculpture of QuanYin, the Goddess of Compassion, for my altar. I’m so excited to put it up. I’m going to pick it and her up on the way to open mic too. It’s cooled off a little here, and the humidity has dropped, so it should be a really nice night to sit outside and listen to music.
It’s still amazing to me that my life right now is so happy, and content. It’s what I always dreamed of, at least at the moment. (Not withstanding my ex’s delusions from time to time.) I’m so grateful to be in this place at this age. Love and light…….
On the air
Reminding me how
It felt when love breathed me alive.
By Deborah E. Dayen
Picture from Google Images
The police called me back last night after they went to check on the ex. They said he seemed ok, not upset. They said the drs had asked them to stop by and check on him to see if he needed anything. When asked if he had any family in CT, he said only his sister. He did not try to convince them that my son was around and had talked to anyone. I’m guessing that the police stopping by kicked him back into reality, even if for just a short time, because he didn’t want to go back to the hospital.
I was grateful they went to check on him. I’d been afraid he would act out on it, or take matters into his own hands. They may have prevented that, and maybe kept him a little sane for a little while, or at least, in closer touch with san
I called my sister-in-law last night just to keep her up to speed. I want her to know, just on the off chance he shows up at her house for some reason. She was grateful. We both acknowledged that this will probably just be an ongoing thing, as long as he’s never threatening anyone or himself.
I found out her daughter, my niece and god-child, finished her last radiation treatment, the 25th of 25 treatments. Her skin is burnt badly, and she’s tired, and a little fearful, but my sister-in-law and her hubby drove up to Boston to be there when she was done, and took her some balloons and flowers. So happy she’s done with this part of her treatment. Now she has til the middle of July to heal, and then have some serious major surgery.
It’s going to be a beautiful holiday weekend. I think D and I are going to meet my sis and her husband somewhere for lunch or dinner either Friday or Monday over near my sister’s house. I met his family yesterday. It was nice, they are good people. His mom is 90, she reminds me of my mom. It’s nice to be included in his family. It’s nice to be with someone who works at making sure I know how he feels, and who is grateful to know my feelings. No games, no secrets. So easy. Finally.
Love and light to all.
The ex has been out of the psych ward for 2 ½ weeks. I was wondering how long it would take for him to get fixated on another delusion. I don’t have to wonder any more, because my old next door neighbor called me tonight.
He’d knocked on their door and when they came to the door, seemed very agitated and was shuffling his feet. He wanted to know if my son had talked to Linda, the wife this weekend. She said, “no we weren’t here this weekend.” He apparently thought my son had come to talk to her because I’d been raped.
Remember, my son lives in Colorado. The ex is in CT. I told her to call the police and ask for an officer to go check up on him. I am afraid that since the dr at the psych ward told him he doesn’t need to go to the police for anything, he may take matters in his own hands. The police called me back for more information about him and are on their way over to see him. In the meantime, I called my bff up there, and my sister-in-law to give them both a heads up. Last time he got my bff involved in it, so I am afraid he will this time too. I decided to weait to tell my son until tomorrow, when I have some resolution on the situation from the police, who said they will call me back after they talk to him.
I am at D’s house as this is transpiring. I am so glad I’m not at home alone to sit and get freaked out by myself. It’s his birthday, and he took me to the drive down by the harbor where there are tons of good restaurants and shops. We had a nice lunch and window shopped. It was a nice day.
I just hope my ex doesn’t go off the wall about this. It’s a little scary, you know? I know he’s not taking his meds. I don’t know why he comes up with these horrible scenarios. I guess if I’m not there with him, in his mind, something horrible must have happened to me. But my friend who’s a therapist told me that the delusions he has about me, are things he wants to do to me. I’m so glad I don’t live there.
Weird how life can be so crazy in some aspects and so wonderful in others. What a dichotomy.
Love and light.