Interrupted
My Life Thus Far
A Good Life Isn't Good Enough
I need to hurry up and write before I'm too tired to move my fingers.
We left the house this morning around 7:45am. Not as early as we'd wanted, but it takes way longer getting 3 kids out of the house, than it takes getting just ourselves going. Keenan couldn't find his jacket, Kiki couldn't find her shoes, Annie is a teenager and just takes forever. But, we made it out of the house eventually. Despite going to bed late, and getting up early we were all in pretty good spirits.
We stopped for breakfast at First Street Haven in Port Angeles just like Snookums and I did on our little adventure, then we headed up to the cape. We didn't stop at Country Aire or Swains this time, although I would have liked to. We just didn't need anything, and since we got a later start, we wanted to make up the lost time.
The drive up to Cape Flattery didn't feel as long as it did the first time. We stopped for coffee, the little beach we stopped at last time, took the kids into Sekiu (a cute little fishing village along the way), but still made it to Neah Bay before 1pm. Thankfully, the weather cooperated for us this time. It was raining at home, but when we arrived at the cape it had subsided and the sun was even trying to come out. I didn't enjoy walking in the rain as much as I enjoyed the dryness today, but honestly I felt like the view was more majestic when it was grey and brooding. I think it suited the mental picture I had for the northwestern most point of the contiguous United States. I expected dark and tumultuous, not sunny and cheerful. Perhaps that's just me. The kids were in awe of the view, but because it wasn't much of a hike, and there isn't much else to do in Neah Bay, we just turned around and headed back towards home.
My sweet husband as a surprise, took me to the Dungeness Valley Creamery so I could hug cows! The farm store closes at 5pm, and I don't know if the farm itself actually closes, too. Or if it's just the store. We arrived right at 5pm, but the young man working in the store said it would be fine if we petted the cows. Some of the moms were in the barn eating hay, most were in the fields, and there were some calves in little holding pens out front. One little calf named Maverick really liked my hair. I got a cute picture of us together. Dungeness Valley Creamery is one of the best dairy farms perhaps in the whole country. It's an organic farm that produces raw milk, cream, butter, ice cream, soap, etc. They take great care of their cows, and let the public see all aspects of their operations... but with all that being said, I still have issues with the exploitation of the animals. I don't know for sure what's going to happen to baby Maverick (and the other little boy cows), but I'm not confident it's anything good. Too many people are convinced a cow is only as good as the meat and milk it can produce. Organic, grass fed, pasture raised, does it matter when the ultimate outcome is death? I don't think so. Not anymore. So, I will go tell the cows that they are loved, and I'll try not to trouble myself with what happens to them once they leave the creamery. A good life isn't good enough if it gets ended against your will. I believe that's the case with animals and people equally.
So, there's this guy on Facebook, and I'm kind of in a quandary as to how to handle the situation he's put me in. He's a vegan. We're in a Facebook group together, and he and several other vegans have friend requested me over the past few weeks. I've mentioned this before. Well, he's starting to make me feel slightly uncomfortable. If he comments, he demands a response immediately. He'll tag me in my own posts, so I get multiple notifications from him. He starts arguments, then acts like the victim when I counter his statements. He keeps insisting I give him my phone number, so we can text. I especially got a bad taste when he said we could talk about things we couldn't talk about with anyone else. Um, that's what my husband is for. There isn't anything I can't talk to Snookums about. I don't want to just block him, on the off chance that he's just super awkward and in need of a friend, but I'm getting irritated with him. I'm waiting to see what he says next, but I have a feeling I'll be adding him to the blocked list if things continue to progress.
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