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Don’t it always seem to go….

….that you don’t know what you’ve got ’till it’s gone. Like refrigeration. Hawaii is hard on appliances. The constant humidity and resulting rust leads to….premature evisceration of appliances. So it wasn’t really a surprise when we noted over the weekend that things in the freezer compartment weren’t as solid as they should have been. And knowing that living on a lava spewing (tho not currently) rock two thousand miles from anywhere is problematic in the Continue reading

There’s a hole in the world tonight….

Father’s Day sucks. So does Mother’s day, birthdays, Christmas and New Years Eve. But Father/Mother’s day are the worst. Our only child, Steve died of cancer three years ago. We have no grandchildren, so the “HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY” greetings of the day are….less than welcome. DH spent a quiet day….he didn’t even go out and weed whack today…something he would normally do on a Sunday afternoon. In the evening he turned off the TV and Continue reading

Norwegian Navy

Why are there bar codes on every Norwegian naval vessel? So that when they return to port, they can scan da navy in

Never Mind….

So yesterday was Pentecost, and I started to write a blog that addressed both the day, and the recent unrest following the murder of George Floyd by police in Minneapolis. I tried to compare the Pentecost story of people of every nation and tongue hearing God’s word in their own language….some of those listeners coming from places that certain of us would call “Shitholes.” I tried to relay my own angst about the plight of Continue reading

Blood and fluid poured from his wounded side….

…because I couldn’t stop Akamai the wonderdog from pouncing. The Madagascar gecko was crawling on my gitalele, which I had hung from the music stand hook when I took a break from practicing outside. When I again picked it up and saw the lizard, I tried to move him to a different surface, but he jumped to the floor, and the dog tried to have him for lunch. I reached to pick him up, but Continue reading

Blood clots….

….bones heal. Sweat dries. Suck it up. Be a marine. It was one of my favorite sayings when DH was (mostly solo) building our 3600 sq foot, two story house in Nevada. I would come home from work and he would proceed to tell me about his day. How many cut fingers he had suffered, or how many times he dropped tools on his toes….or sustained bumps on the head while he worked in cramped Continue reading