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I haven’t taken the camera out to sea in about three weeks. I have been too busy worrying about my husband dying to worry about my camera dying a watery death. Jumped into the wetsuit and went out this morning. Found a little school of Yellow Tangs.

 

We have been married 19 years today. We don’t seem to have any plans. Except to make it to 20 years.

Thank you, Carlton for 30+ years. Thanks for being my best friend. Thanks for grand daughters. Thanks for winters in the sun. And for summers in National Parks.

We have at least one grass/brush fire a month. Our village gets less than 20 inches of rain a year. And, that usually comes in several massive rainstorms. But, the good news is – there is plenty of water handy for dousing.

Chilly winter day here in Hawai’i. But, we had some great kalua piggie and cabbage for lunch. Living Local!

OK, I figure that by the time I get to the end of the runway I will have gone 2 miles. Then I can turn around, walk back to the hotel and 4 miles done easy.

But, have I gone 2 miles from my hotel room? NO. According to the lying pedometer.

Still walking. Not Yet 2 miles.

Yep, “Kapu” means what you think.

By the time a took a little detour to the grocery on the way back home – I had logged 4.6 miles on the pedometer. Think I earned a Reeses Peanut Butter Xmas Tree.

My beach was over crowded today. But, I guess that is a good thing. Tourism must be getting better.

Mr C is slowing coming around. He needs to get back home or spend some bucks and get himself to a doctor here in Kona. And, if does spend the money and something like surgery involving general anesthesia or post surgery radiation – he still needs to get back home.

The village is too poor to afford New Year’s Fireworks – and it was just as well, since it was sort of rainy last night.

But, there was no shortage of adult beverages.

Mother Nature provided our New Year’s entertainment – Big Waves. And, she still has volcano, snow, hurricane, tsunami and earthquake in her Hawaiian arsenal. Maybe, she’ll unleash some snow for us.

Is this the year that I will actually do the “Picture A Day” thing?

 

Well, this really isn’t fair to Carlton. He has progressed to using a Kindle.

Speaking of Carlton… The plastic surgeon that was recommended would be happy to work on Mr C ASAP – but he doesn’t take medicare.

Lots of big surf – well, what passes for big surf in our area today. Then after lunch it started to rain a little. The fire department will like that – lesson the problem of fires caused by firecrackers.

The day before the last day of 2012… The country, is poised to go over the fiscal cliff. The price of milk is set to double. (Aside: in my smallkidtime Mom forced milk down James and me. Sometimes it was reconstituted powdered milk. Frequently it was blue skim milk. Once in a great while it was nice pasteurized whole milk. Why did moms in the 1950’s think that little humans needed to drink huge amounts of a fluid designed for little bovine animals?) And, the debt ceiling is poised to come crashing down in February.

Carlton said he couldn’t sleep last night because he was worried about his skin cancer. I didn’t waste any time suggesting that if he was going to worry – he should go back home. Neither of the local dermatologists are willing to tackle his problem. But, this morning he heard about a plastic surgeon that might. Maybe he will call the guy. Maybe the guy will see him. Maybe the guy takes insurance and medicare. Maybe the guy will work on him. Or maybe not.

This is a tree. There is a huge one at Carlton’s Palace which made the “Big Trees” List this year.

Still no plans to get Mr C back to DC and into his doctor’s office. I am still not nagging him.  At least he stopped having fainting spells after I removed grapefruit from the menu.

Guess I could always feign illness myself – so I would have to go back home. It would be easier to fake a serious tooth ache. But, silly me, I found a really fine dentist for myself here in Kona. I could fake a dental problem. But, I don’t feel very confident about faking an illness. Especially since I would have to fake seeing a doctor when I got home. Nope, this is not a good idea.

Today, I took pictures of yellow things.

 

Not a very fine photo – but our resident gecko came by for a little coffee.

Our local mongoose family came out to play this afternoon.

Finally, one of our feral cats.

And, once again – I have proven that I am not a wildlife photographer. Not even close.

Got lots of flowers here. Why not photograph some.

We are still in Kona. I haven’t gotten tickets yet. But, I stopped suggesting it is time to get back to Northern Virginia and to his doctor. So, we are a happier little family.

From December 1 thru February 28 every year – the whole island waits to see if “The Eddie” is run. It is a one day surf contest. Only run when the waves are over 25 feet. Last time they ran The Eddie was 2009. But, they say – The Eddie might get off Sunday or Monday. Hope so, I need a diversion. Read about The Eddie. 

I want to get Mr C back to Arlington and to his dermatologist. I want to go back yesterday. He wants to stay until the end of January. I could just announce that I am going back and he can do what ever he wants. That is the only way I can get him to leave before he is good and ready to leave.

So, Plan B is to just shut up about what he “should” do. But, I will be ready to break camp at a moments notice if I see him weakening.

I spent most of yesterday worrying about him. That is rather counter productive.