Yesterday was one of those life-changing kinds of days. We signed for the house. It took a long time, and I have a huge “packet” of papers to keep for years to come that I am not even sure I understand. That’s okay. I’m pretty sure Shawn understands most of it.
We get to move in on Friday. All of our belongings will come right around Thanksgiving...and then I will probably have a yard sale. My furnishings don’t really match the new house. At all. The laminate floor is a very dark gray. My light wood things will clash horribly. I’m sure I will get it figured out. I needed an excuse to get a new table anyway, haha.
Apparently my husband loves to run. I guess you never really know everything about someone, especially when they are constantly changing. He’s known at work for his speed, and regularly leaves all his coworkers in the dust. Some people have fun in the strangest ways :).
I drink tea. Well, not really. What I really drink is tisane, since I never use tea leaves, just herbal infusions. I’m drinking a cup now, anticipating having my own house, with my own kitchen things and herbs, so I can drink 3 or 4 cups of tea at night if I want (I make a large pot of it instead of a mug in a microwave). Because sometimes one just isn’t enough.
My children are stoked. They packed everything in their room this morning before breakfast. They tried to pack the car as soon as Shawn got home too. There’s been a lot of jumping up and down for joy today as kids counted down days and hours before we go live in our new house.
Embarrassing moment of the week- so far: I walked up to the house to do the final walk-through, stuck out my hand, and addressed the owner as “Brother” instead of “Mr.” Since the church is across the street and there are several LDS families in the complex he was familiar with the term. He nicely corrected me- “Oh no, I’m not Mormon, but there are several big Mormon families very close.” I stammered an apology...not Mormon, he owns a bar in Waikiki :). Shawn patted me on the back later and told me I don’t get out much. It’s true. The only people I’ve talked to much are the ones at church on Sundays. I think I’ll take up a hobby that forces me out into the community.
Thursday, October 25, 2012
Saturday, October 13, 2012
Frustration and Raw Fish
No, the two topics in the title aren't actually related to each other. I am frustrated because I've tried at least four different times to reply to comments on other posts and it won't work. I'd call in my tech but he's asleep. Oh well. I'm not really ignoring people's comments though.
Second topic. For the record, I actually ate raw fish tonight. And I didn't throw up either. Even Shawn was impressed. Under normal circumstances it never would have happened. But I failed to plan dinner tonight so we ended up in the hotel restaurant. There was some confusion over the order, and the waiter was trying extra hard to make it up to us. So he brought out a special dish that he'd make just for us. It was lightly seared (meaning raw except on the outside) poke (tuna) with rice. I politely declined but he was rather insistent and I didn't want to hurt the man's feelings. So I calmly took a bite, and got most of the way through it with a straight face before my gag reflex kicked in, but I kept it down. Purely psychological too. It was much better than canned tuna any day, raw or not. Not in the least bit "fishy" either. I think I managed to redeem myself with the waiter.
Second topic. For the record, I actually ate raw fish tonight. And I didn't throw up either. Even Shawn was impressed. Under normal circumstances it never would have happened. But I failed to plan dinner tonight so we ended up in the hotel restaurant. There was some confusion over the order, and the waiter was trying extra hard to make it up to us. So he brought out a special dish that he'd make just for us. It was lightly seared (meaning raw except on the outside) poke (tuna) with rice. I politely declined but he was rather insistent and I didn't want to hurt the man's feelings. So I calmly took a bite, and got most of the way through it with a straight face before my gag reflex kicked in, but I kept it down. Purely psychological too. It was much better than canned tuna any day, raw or not. Not in the least bit "fishy" either. I think I managed to redeem myself with the waiter.
All Roads Lead to the Ocean
I am posting on my blog, which means I have a computer My laptop is not yet fixed, but I’m sure my husband will get around to it someday. I’m typing from a free computer Shawn obtained at a yard sale (free because they weren’t sure all the parts were there or if it worked). After buying a few cords and erasing all their stuff off of it, he has assured me that it works wonderfully, telling me how wonderful the ergonomic wireless keyboard and mouse are, and how top-of-the-line the computer was when it came out. I’m just glad that though my husband doesn’t fix things around the house very often, he’s very handy with a few pieces of metal and some cords. Second, sometimes yard sales pay off.
And this is several blog posts combined into one.
ALL ROADS LEAD TO THE OCEAN
We are in Hawaii. We’ve been here almost month now. Most of the time, the boys and I have been in the hotel rooms. The other day, Teddy told me how we were moving to Hawaii. It’s been pretty hard to convince him that we’re already here. Guess I should have made a bigger deal about it when we stepped off the plane, but I though they all understood. I was trying to explain what an island is by telling them that we’re surrounded by water. If you follow any of the roads on the island long enough, you’ll get to the ocean. That made me slightly claustrophobic, but I guess any body of land is the same way...it’s just a lot smaller here.
How am I liking Hawaii? I don’t know yet. I haven’t seen much of it. I love the hotel staff :), and the weather is great. The ocean is warm enough that even I will swim in it. The people are nice, and though the traffic is horrible, the people are nice enough to let you in where you need to be anyway. I do not like the restaurant food at the hotel. That’s okay. I can usually manage to eat in the hotel room instead.
I’ve been warned about centipedes and scorpions. Haven’t seen any yet, but I’m sure I will at some point. Cockroaches are supposed to be plentiful, but I haven’t seen any of them yet either. I probably need to get out more. We have, however, seen, caught, fed, and played with lizards. They are everywhere. Little tiny geckos. At least, I think they’re geckos.
HOW TO BUY A HOUSE
I’m still not sure. But we’re working on it. I’ve been on the phone a lot, faxed a lot of papers, signed a lot of papers, hunted for the correct papers, and stayed up nights redesigning “my” kitchen in my head. Still scheduled to close on the 19th.
DAILY LIFE
Every morning the kids do their chores. Which makes housekeeping happy. Our housekeeper says we have very well-behaved little boys who don’t run around the room and scream like a lot of the other children. I think she’s listening outside the door at the wrong times :). And that they are so good to be so helpful.
We have a devotional most days. It consists of a song, prayer, scripture or gospel/life topic, and a short discussion of our plan for the day.
We also try to go to the pool for an hour most days. I know, nothing like the ocean, but it’s what we’ve got close at hand for the moment. Funny, an hour a day and Teddy barely looks caucasian anymore, haha. Okay, a little exaggerated.
I’m practicing more in the crockpot and reading up on education (homeschool mostly) and herbs. I have grand plans but most of them have to wait a little while. We’re planning a vertical garden (Thanks for the suggestion Miguel ) and several other projects for our new home.
And this is several blog posts combined into one.
ALL ROADS LEAD TO THE OCEAN
We are in Hawaii. We’ve been here almost month now. Most of the time, the boys and I have been in the hotel rooms. The other day, Teddy told me how we were moving to Hawaii. It’s been pretty hard to convince him that we’re already here. Guess I should have made a bigger deal about it when we stepped off the plane, but I though they all understood. I was trying to explain what an island is by telling them that we’re surrounded by water. If you follow any of the roads on the island long enough, you’ll get to the ocean. That made me slightly claustrophobic, but I guess any body of land is the same way...it’s just a lot smaller here.
How am I liking Hawaii? I don’t know yet. I haven’t seen much of it. I love the hotel staff :), and the weather is great. The ocean is warm enough that even I will swim in it. The people are nice, and though the traffic is horrible, the people are nice enough to let you in where you need to be anyway. I do not like the restaurant food at the hotel. That’s okay. I can usually manage to eat in the hotel room instead.
I’ve been warned about centipedes and scorpions. Haven’t seen any yet, but I’m sure I will at some point. Cockroaches are supposed to be plentiful, but I haven’t seen any of them yet either. I probably need to get out more. We have, however, seen, caught, fed, and played with lizards. They are everywhere. Little tiny geckos. At least, I think they’re geckos.
HOW TO BUY A HOUSE
I’m still not sure. But we’re working on it. I’ve been on the phone a lot, faxed a lot of papers, signed a lot of papers, hunted for the correct papers, and stayed up nights redesigning “my” kitchen in my head. Still scheduled to close on the 19th.
DAILY LIFE
Every morning the kids do their chores. Which makes housekeeping happy. Our housekeeper says we have very well-behaved little boys who don’t run around the room and scream like a lot of the other children. I think she’s listening outside the door at the wrong times :). And that they are so good to be so helpful.
We have a devotional most days. It consists of a song, prayer, scripture or gospel/life topic, and a short discussion of our plan for the day.
We also try to go to the pool for an hour most days. I know, nothing like the ocean, but it’s what we’ve got close at hand for the moment. Funny, an hour a day and Teddy barely looks caucasian anymore, haha. Okay, a little exaggerated.
I’m practicing more in the crockpot and reading up on education (homeschool mostly) and herbs. I have grand plans but most of them have to wait a little while. We’re planning a vertical garden (Thanks for the suggestion Miguel ) and several other projects for our new home.
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