Sasquatch, Two Counties Away, Great!

So as I read the local new bulletins this morning I could not help but chuckle. I am very glad that I am not afraid of big hairy ape-like creatures wandering the woods. Yeah, just a few miles up the road, two counties over, the police received two separate 911 calls reporting Sasquatch sightings. It was extremely windy last night and every time I let my dogs out they barked at the wind and the shadows caused by the movements of the trees. Or….Has Sasquatch made it to Georgia?

Last night my dreams were filled with anxiety and frustration. I attempted going shopping, my husband pushing me around in a wheelchair. There were so many people in the store. I kept trying to find my family, but everything was different. I would see them at the end of aisles, but with so many people between us, Tracy could not navigate me to them. I started panicking. Similar to how Bill Bixby would not want the Hulk to come, I was fighting Little Hope. Yelling for Tracy to get me out of the store. We kept hitting dead ends, since the store been rearranged. I jumped and started to run. This woke me up, finding myself with my arms forward, and my legs bent to run.

I used to love to dream. Seeing and spending time with those that have passed. Having adventures in a world of my creating. Now sleep is fitful. Lately my dreams are dark and scary. Last week it was as if I was sitting in a 5D theatre all night, reliving again and again that awful day. Each of my senses involved in the nightmare. I asked my husband the next morning if I moved much the night before, and he said yes, I kept him and the dogs awake all night. I begged him to please wake me if I ever do that again.

Today, this moment, is okay. I am at my parents. Daddy sits in his chair, dozing, waking to change the channel occasionally. Mother in hers, on her Ipad, holding Lillie and Heidi their Chihuahuas. Being with them brings me some comfort, though my insides still shake. I love my family.

I did not take anything out for supper. My husband is used to that. He gets maybe one or two descent meals a week. Tonight we might have stuffed bake potatoes. Quick and easy.

One day.

Wishful Wednesday (A Day Late): Hogwarts Anyone?

My niece posted the neatest thought on her Facebook page. She loves Harry Potter, and like my niece I am a pretty avid fan. I am going to cheat today and use her post as mine, because I love it so much. I wish I could escape to Hogwarts, I know I could take my niece with me.

Wishful Wednesday: Aloha! Come With Me…

Last year my sister and I went to Oahu, Hawaii. The North shore is amazingly beautiful. Waikiki and Honolulu too busy for my relaxation.

For today’s dream I am going back there.

In the small town of Laie there is a bungalow, just 81 steps from our door to the cool clear waters of the Hawaiian shore. I know the exact number of steps because I counted them on my first visit. This is where I want to stay. This is where we will stay. We book our peaceful haven several months in advance to make sure it is ours.

Upon our arrival we are met with the traditional Aloha spirit, and given the key. After dropping our luggage inside the door, I grab my husband’s hand and pull him down the pathway to the beach. I cannot wait to show him our treasure. Our beach.

We have said since we were married that we wanted to run away to a secluded island. Our touch of paradise in Laie is as close to that secluded island dream as I could ever imagine.

The sand here is nothing like the sand in Georgia or the sand on the Oregon coastline, where he is from. Tiny pieces of luffa and lava give you the perfect spa treatment. It almost feels and looks like uncooked grits with pepper flecks. You sink much deeper in this sand, getting a workout as you go. As we walked hand in hand, I enjoyed watching his face about as much as watching the scenery.

This is the view from our beach up to the bungalows.

In Georgia, the sun sets behind you when you are looking at the water, here, picture perfect romantic night. Watching the sun go down over the Pacific on our own private beach with your spouse embracing you. You are the only two people in the world. You hear the waves crashing, the wind blowing, and feel an occassional mist from the waves spraying as they crash into the rocks.

This is the view from our bungalow.

This is another view down to the beach from the yard.

The next morning we planned our day at the “PCC” or Polynesian Cultural Center, during my first visit we had listened to others and not allowed ourselves a full day there and ended up missing several of the shows and exhibits, we would not make that mistake this time. Another mistake that I had caused last time that I did not this time, we walked across the street to the PCC. Last time I insisted on driving, and we parked about the distance from the bungalow and it cost us $8. Lesson learned.

In the gates PCC you get transported to the different islands of Polynesia. There are exhibits, shows, and crafts performed by each island. My favorite two (though I have to admit I am still going off of my first visit experience here) were Tonga and Samoa. I was now a pro at the Samoan coconut dance. I have the video to prove it, but that is one video that will not be posted.

The Tongan drum show is so funny. I think we both about wet ourselves laughing. (Thank you YouTube for recording so I could put this in my dream.)

Here are a few other pictures from our day at PCC.

These were from the parade of floats.

Dancers from Samoa.

Samoan Tree Climber

We ended the evening with a Luau and the show Ha: The Breath of Life. The Royals were there. 🙂

The food was royally delish! I still cannot get over how much I love poi, raw fish, with onions. I refuse to call it sushi. The mango pineapple smoothie was just perfect. I learned from my first visit we did not need to order two, the smoothie is served in a whole pineapple. This is all before the real food is served. I fell in love with mango my first trip to Hawaii, and now it is my citrus fruit of choice. Hawaiians, like Southerners, know how to put on a spread of food. We ate until we were stuffed.

Ha: The Breath of Life is a beautiful moving story told by each island. It is also an amazing fire show. I understand why no cameras are allowed, but I was still bummed. The show is gorgeous in an outdoor theater with the Hawaiian sky as a back drop.

After a long exciting and hot day, I am very glad that our bungalow is just across the road. My feet are aching, I am exhausted, but it has been a great day. We walk arm in arm across the busy street. Snuggle into our bed, whisper the words, “I love you.”

I cannot wait to see what adventure tomorrow holds.

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Blogging With A Schedule, and A Daily Twist?

I have read on several blogs that daily schedules and themes create interest and depth to your blog. It also promotes the blogger AKA me, to deeper and wider range of thinking. WIN WIN!

As I have thought about this idea, I decided to embrace it. Of course since this is my therapy blog, as things come up that I feel I need to blog about, even if they do not fit into the daily theme, I will blog. I will also continue to participate in challenges and “Daily Prompts” because I like how they stretch my mind.

The theme schedule I created for myself is:

Mayberry Monday:

Flashback with me on Mondays to the days when TV was fun, clean, and truly family time. I might includeYoutube videos, theme songs, and who knows what. I hope to jog some of your happy memories as I sit in my parents living room watching TV, occassionally arguing with my siblings about who had to get up and turn the channel.

Tell All Tuesday:

In my 39 years of life I have done some crazy things. Tuesdays will be dedicated to those funny and sometimes not so funny situations that I have gotten myself into and gratefully survived.

Wishful Wednesday:

Hopes and dreams make dark days bearable. When you are in the depths of severe depression you do not dream for a better day, because it does not seem to be part of your reality. Wednesdays, I am going to “force” myself into a daydream and take you along on the adventure.

Take A Look Thursday:

Photography is my new hobby. It brings me moments of joy. Thursdays, I will give you a glimpse into my world as I learn photography.

Find the Good Friday:

Finding joy in inspirational and uplifting stories that I have seen in the world around me. Friday will be a day dedicated to sharing those hidden people interest stories that touch my heart, and hopefully touch yours too.

Silly Saturday:

I want to laugh. I want you to laugh. Saturdays are for laughter. It might be one of those off the wall inventions that I see, or a joke I heard, or picture I saw, but we are going to laugh together.

Songs of the Heart Sunday:

Sunday being the Sabbath is a day I will share a song or other message building my testimony and strenthened my faith in Jesus Christ.

I am excited about the themes. I hope that as I begin this new phase in my blogging adventure I will stretch myself more as a writer and heal myself as a person.

I want to encourage comments and discussion on all of my posts as I engage with my blog family and new friends waiting to be met.

Blank Page, Blank Stare, Blank Mind

Ever had one of those days that you just cannot think? I look at the screen and my mind is blank, there is nothing coming to mind to blog about. I know I am depressed, I cannot put my finger on why, except that we had to shell out alot of money for new tires and we still have that awful shake. The hubby now thinks it is the tie rod ends. That will be another $400 atleast, I just paid $150 on medical bills this morning and more I need to send off.

Crawling under my blanket and hiding does not seem to help. The world keeps turning. I should get dressed and go try to take some pictures, but my mind is so jumbled right now. I want to sleep.

In my dreams I have spent time with those that have passed away. My friend MJ has been in my dreams alot lately, and my Grandmother last night. I am supposed to be keeping a dream journal for therapy, but I am only remembering bits and pieces of the dreams, so I have not written any down. I know that spending time with MJ and Grandmother– I do not want to wake up from those dreams. I wish I could snatch them from the dream and bring them back, no, no I don’t. I do not wish the world that we live in today on them, since they have already passed their test. I will just meet them in my dreams occassionally. Enjoying the familiarity without them being subjected to this world again.

I suppose for someone that did not have anything to say, I am rambling. I guess I will go see if I can capture something in nature with my camera.