The San Pedro Elks Lodge, a community landmark and social hub for nearly 50 years, was virtually destroyed early Tuesday in a greater-alarm fire that may have been deliberately set…
Early yesterday morning the San Pedro Elks Lodge burnt down. This is where I spent summers at the pool. This is where we went to silly holiday parties for kids to see Santa and the Easter Bunny. During my brief stint as a girl scout the lodge was one of our major sponsors and we would bus tables once a month. This is where I first sat at a bar and ordered a drink. While Jerome was in basic training and AIT, Dad and I would come once a week for dance lessons…
I grew up at this lodge as did a lot of other people in San Pedro. As the article says, just about everyone in town has been there at some point or another. It’s not hard to understand why so many people were so upset at this news that they had to go an see the damage for themselves. (My Dad and Jerome’s stepdad were included in that crowd.)
As of right now, it doesn’t look like I will be able to go back to San Pedro any time soon, but maybe by the time I get there the new Elks will be up and I look forward to seeing what they do with the space.
1) Someone offended me deeply and I can’t figure out how to address it with minimal drama. My brain seems unhappy that I can’t think of a solution, so it keeps trying over and over…
2) I need to cut someone (else) out of my life and I don’t know how to do that either, though a natural end to the friendship (if you can call it that) seems to be coming within a year. (They and/or we will most likely be moving within the year.) In the mean time it doesn’t feel right to hold in my problems with this person, but when I vent to anyone about it it’s like a continuous loop I can’t stop even when I’m done talking. That’s not healthy either. I mentioned this to the therapist when I had one but it never got addressed. I am sitting here getting more and more upset and just unable to stop. Regular zoning out techniques aren’t worming. At this rate I will still be up when the alarm goes off.
I just really would like to go to sleep and not have to think about ANYTHING.
Potatoes’n’more in the oven with half an hour to go…but now I want a sandwich.
Sorry, craving…if you make it to lunch tomorrow we’ll have a sandwich then.
So thechapterfourblog asked what the #1 hit song was on the day we were born. Mine are:
US: A View To Kill- Duran Duran
UK: Frankie- Sister Sledge
Ehhh…not terribly in love with my birth year whenever these types of memes pop up…but I always forget that and get excited to participate anyway.
-Peach was twerking in her sleep, but by the time I noticed and pulled up the camera to get video, she stopped. (That’s the second time tonight she stopped doing something when I tried to take a picture.). I think she was running in her dream and her legs just weren’t in the right position to twitch properly so only her butt moved.
-Remember the other day when I kept waking up to look for Olive? Tonight Olive keeps waking up and looking for us.
-I’m glad I’m not sleeping because Jerome is tossing and turning so bad I’m sure I would wake up. :(
-I’m kind of upset I’m not sleeping ‘cause I’m really tired from my adventures today…well, yesterday, really.
-In a joking voice I asked who was laying on my pillows and messed up my blanket, but Kiwi got all guilty looking anyway and now she won’t come back on the bed. She is sleeping on the floor using one of Jerome’s boots as a pillow.
-Why am I up? Partially insomnia, but mostly trying to use my not sleeping to our advantage. Jerome had to do Reserves stuff today, then came home and had a short nap before working late night at [electronics store] doing inventory, so he’s having a long nap now, then he has to be up at 6am for a phone interview (everyone cross your fingers he gets the job!) at 7am, AND THEN, he has to be back at [electronics store] at 10am for his regular shift. I am up to make absolutely sure that he gets up, my light sleeping works to his heavy sleeping advantage. (But only very rarely does it work the other way around.)
-Thankfully, Jerome has tomorrow off. Bets on how long he’ll sleep?
-ONLY ONE MORE HOUR! I bet then I won’t be able to sleep.