He had to remind me yesterday that two years ago we made a significant move….and really the only thing that has been lost, lost not just misplaced or waiting to be found in the bottom of a tote, is a cord for the wii. Wuuuuuut  He suggested last night that we pull out the wii and play some Guitar Hero.  All the games and accessories found in the wii tote, 16 batteries tossed, new rechargeable batteries inserted, thorough dusting of the guitars and piano weeeeee but I could not find the wii to TV connector cord.  Waaaaaaa.  A new one through Amazon for $6.50 will be here Monday.  The only other thing permanently lost are his hearing aids…..and I’m very suspicious of that little fact.  btw….I’m also missing a pair of purple tennis shoes…not lost in the move…just lost…this has sent me on more than one rescue missions and quite frankly, I’m just going to buy another pair….wooooot.

Watched The Martian movie last night instead…I’m not a Matt Damon fan which coincidentally is who He would want to play him in a movie….that’s uncomfortable…picture this…Matt Damon and Kathy Bates as us.  I must say Damon played the part very well.  And I also must say the black guy that didn’t get nominated for an Oscar was really well played also.

today?  Well my Sunday morning news shows, finishing my book and the Super Bowl.  I’m so torn…I would like to see Peyton win his last Super Bowl,but am not a Broncos fan…have never paid attention to the Panthers before but so many sappy stories have come out about the panthers, I may have to quietly root for them…even though they don’t need me….I think they will win Super Bowl 50.

Until next time….Go Chiefs

Walking northbound on Ormond Beach, he and I found this historical marker.  I was anxious to get back to the room and Wikipedia to read about the history of the Nathan F Cobb shipwreck.

Just for the record, the sign on the seaward side says the same thing…I know because I crept, splashed and got wet to,prove it.  Hindsight…I have no idea why I thought it might say something different *rolling eyes.

  
There were two chairs and a table outside of each hotel door at the Daytona Beach Resort …. Reading reviews, there were some complaints because there were no partitions on the balcony providing privacy….just a long expanse of chairs, tables and balcony rail…it was perfect.  When I wasn’t ON the beach, this was my perch for 3 days…it almost felt sacred.

If you have been reading Ninasusan recently, you know I took a southern spiral into some anger and depression.  A few days at the ocean with the surf, some mental dumping and my husband enabled me to find some clarity and love.

  
I uploaded some pictures to WordPress last night that were some of my favorites…I didn’t want them to get lost in the menagerie of digital pictures.

  
  
  
  
  
 
  
Until next time…..

Fresh as a daisy

203 steps to the top.  Pfft

Fitbit recorded 23 floors

She’s not reading anything….she’s willing her legs not to give out and reminding herself that if he is going to do it…..SHE’S GOING TO DO IT!

It was pretty amazing at the top!  This is the first lighthouse we have been able to go UP inside.  Coming down was better but a little unnerving for my height aversion.  But coming down was the best of two choices.

Ponce inlet lighthouse.  Just south of Daytona Beach.

Until next time!

The only sunrise I saw was from the plane on the way.  One of those moments that makes you wonder why.  I was asleep and happened to wake up and open the shade and there it was:

Daytona…Not bad at all.  Quiet, very few kids and most people the same shape and age that we identify with. This must have just happened overnight because I don’t remember getting this old.  You, youngins’ keep this in mind…its just tomorrow for you.

We flew into Orlando, rented a car from Budget and made our way to the Daytona Beach Resort.  Nice place to stay…not 1st class but totally comfortable right on the beach.

More stories coming….we are preparing to board.  Ready to be back in the Midwest.

later!

I seem to be back in the early years of the new century….to be less dramatic..back to the past decade.  I’m angry.  Perhaps I can say a bit irrationally angry…when I Felt this starting to come on a month ago, I tried to throw some fake sugar on it and I had an illusion that I could just meditate or participate in activities that satisfy me…watching tv and reading…..and it would magically go away.  Poof.  The longer I tried to avoid my true feelings the worse I felt.  I would rather feel content and peaceful to resentment and being pissed off. Trust me.  I worked on getting my feelings down on paper and out of my mind.  Not just Ninasusan.com but writing things down for my eyes only.  Not working.

I talked to my soul sister Saturday night until 2 am.  This type of therapy usually works.  Getting it out, talking to someone I trust, getting the ugliness out of me.  I did feel a little cleansed or loved or not alone or whatever the feeling was.  But I came to the conclusion yesterday morning that these feelings are not dissolving because I need to deal with “something”?

Today, I’m dealing with the angers of all of the medical stuff that happened in 2015.  With each event, I went to my coping place, my peaceful place in order to survive.  I did not allow myself to feel angry about my cancer, his heart attack and the bad health luck of those very close to me.  I figured out this morning that the anger and helplessness is the same overwhelming, lack of control feelings I had in the last decade with my required care of my crazy mother and crazy aunt and the stress from my job and other family issues.  Because I’m a good girl, I stuffed my anger deep, deep down and did what I Was supposed to do.  That bruise has been bumped several times and now it hurts again.  So, here we go again…define it…accept it, deal with it and get on with it.  Hopefully it will be easier this time to find some peace.

until next time….