I’m home from California! My goodness, what a vacation. I got to see all the people I love. Go to amazing parties. AND to top it all off, I drove home a new car. Well, new to me. Newer than Ava (1987 300SDL MB.)
I have no pictures, because I don’t have a camera, and my ipod doesn’t like to charge ever since it’s swim in the ocean. Sorry! 😦
The new car which I’m currently referring to as “Pearl” is a 1994 325i BMW. My Father got a killer deal on it. And yeah, turns out I’m spoiled sometimes.
I will take some pictures just as soon as I recover my iPod from under the couch (there’s spiders down there so I’ve been putting it off) and get them up here.
I’m sure some of you will be glad to know that my iPod made a full recovery while spending it’s time in a pound of white rice. I mean, hell, I know I am. The exterior speaker doesn’t really work anymore and it takes a few minutes to get the charger seated, but I’ll take what I can get. Because my iPod is now working that means I can get my camping trip pictures onto my computer. I didn’t forget that I still need to write about it.
And we’re off!
Everyone’s favorite place on the Oregon coast. Its a shame I’m lactose intolerant.
We were actually driving South, but who cares!
Spires? Stacks? Sorry for the bad pic (I was on the wrong side!) but these large stone formations reminded me of the Goonies!
My hair looking exceptionally flat today.
One our way south we decided to take the very scenic Highway 101. We drove east from Corvallis and then north from Newport. It was a warn sunny day and we took full advantage. It isn’t often that here on the Oregon coast it’s sunny and warm. You usually don’t get both. We drove through many small beach towns and it was really nice to become more familiar with Oregon while going north from Newport.
We really didn’t have any reason to stop prematurely besides the occasional bathroom break so you will have to excuse my lack of photos.
WE MADE IT.
A Deer!
Make made us a cribbage board. I was pretty impressed, though we never got around to using it.
Once we got to the camp we made quick work of setting up. Sort of. Once we unpack the car and open ourselves a few beers we then set up our tent. That went without a hitch, Mike has done this countless times. But then it got to the fire.. Well, at the coast (every coast I’ve ever been to) there’s this huge likelihood of it being windy. Guess what, it was! Incredibly windy. Windy enough to keep blowing out each of the starter fires that Mike made. So after Mike gives building a fire an honest try I kick him off of fire duty. I already knew I was going to be cooking so there was no point in there being two people hovering over the fire to make sure it’s right. I split more wood and made the best fire EVER.
I didn’t realize this would be a photo shoot.
Yeah, I’m the fool wearing Steve Madden flats while splitting wood. I didn’t lose any toes.
My model face.
My awesome fire with my kindling all set up to get nice and dry.
After I got the fire hot and enough coals I moved on to dinner. My camping dinner included lots of beer, some wine, chicken noodle soup and biscuits made in a frying pan! Everything came out of a can, but I’m still pretty proud of myself for swinging biscuits.. in a frying pan.
I used a log to keep the foil on top of the biscuits.
Delicious!
Chicken noodle soup and dumplings.. sort of.
In case anyone wants the biscuit recipe its.. one can of biscuits, a bunch (quart stick?) of melted butter. Make sure it gets melted. All the biscuits. Cover with foil. Then you basically poach them. Check the bottom every few minutes. Flip. Cook more. Done when brown on the other side. No raw spots. Also if I have to explain to you how to set up the coals on a fire to cook it you’re on the wrong site.
After replenishing ourselves with soup, biscuits, and beer we decided to make our way to the ocean. It wasn’t far in the sense that it was a long distance away, but we did have to climb over a big soft sand dune which sucked in those flats. I couldn’t find my flip flops in time for camping so I didn’t bring them. I did most of my climbing bare footed.
We have crested the top of the dune. Now it’s time to make our way down.
It was so sandy that little rocks had tails behind them where the sand was protected from the wind.
I’ve made it through the soft sand. Now I have to traverse the tide pools. The sand felt more like concrete at this point.
It was a pretty amazing evening at the shoreline. While it was still really windy, it made for some neat views. Unfortunately we are getting close to the end of our photographic journey.
Sorry for the back lighting
Mike at the water
Right after taking the picture of Mike I decided I wanted to go be in the ocean too! Then my iPod jumped out of my pocket in what I can only imagine was a suicide attempt. I don’t know how Mike saw it fall into the water but he managed to run up and snatch it out of the surf.
After this we went back to camp, drank a bit more beer. The next day our friends from Seattle came down and we spent the second night together doing basically the same thing as the first night. Mike and I ate our left over soup and biscuits. On day three, the morning we were all leaving, I made some delicious breakfast burritos and we all parted ways.
I’ve had a hellacious five days. I don’t even want to begin divulging details about it because it’s simply too overwhelming and I know I will leave something to be desired. So I will simply say they were terrible, and leave it at that.
Yesterday was the long awaited Dentist Appointment to take care of my jaw infection. It took longer than expected to come up with the $500 I had to have up front in order to get it taken care of, but now it is all taken care of. I have a hole in my jaw and my mouth is sore but at least it will heal and all will be well.
I’m in a slump. Just in life. In general. I am not happy and I don’t really know why. I hate my job, colors seem dull and I really have no motivation to do anything. I feel like I’m 16 again. That was back when I was diagnosed with bipolar, and though I believed it to be a crock of shit over these last few years I wonder if perhaps it was not. I am depressed and I know it. I can’t seem to shake it. I don’t want drugs to fix it, I just want to be happy. I need to find something to be happy about, and that’s where I fail.
I will be visiting Oregon soon. That is definitely something I am looking forward to. My family is a source of happiness and I simply can’t wait to see my little niece Olivia. I will of course enjoy my time with Mike. He is also a constant source of happiness. But in general, I feel like my life has no purpose, no focus.. I have no goals, long term or short.
I don’t really know where to set my marker. I can’t really figure out what it is I want to do with myself. I just feel so.. lost.
I think by far today was one of my most easiest days at work. It wasn’t that I didn’t have anything to do.. I actually had quite a bit to do. I accomplished everything and I wasn’t stressed out. Not at any point. That is a relief. I think I’m actually getting good at my job. Maybe everyone’s high expectations weren’t misplaced after all.
I might be able to go to Oregon next month. I must admit I’m very excited about that prospect. However, on that same note, for one reason or another my mother has been sneaking into my thoughts. I’m worried about her and I don’t know why. I feel like something is wrong. Hopefully I am totally mistaken about that.
However, in order to leave this blog on a good note, I wake up every morning with a smile on my face because I am loved. ❤ Hopefully I can see him soon.
20,000 Underneath the Sea 