
Great day today weather wise. Dolphins liked it. As did the surfers.
Carlton seems to be getting a cold. We can survive that.

Nobody is Promised Tomorrow. . .
Reading “The Hobbit” and playing chess with the iPad. Maybe, I am having a second childhood?
I have walked 153 miles since January 20. It has taken a toll on my knees, so I am going to cut the walking back. Will increase my swimming. I don’t seem to be going gracefully into my 70s.
Mr C continues to enjoy apparent good health. I am enjoying this good period too.

It involves 9 guys beating on tree parts

And, women wearing coconut bras.
No matter how you cut it, Tahitian dancing is all about sex. The men are all saying “Mine is bigger than yours will ever be” and the women respond with “OH REALLY, show me”.
I had a great time. At the annual Tahitian dance contest today.
Lousy fotos. It was in a gymnasium.
Gotta say, I am glad we are in Kona. Five mile walk, 30 minutes of yoga and 15 minutes of ocean swimming. And, no elevator riding. BTW, we are on the5th floor. This is my fitness program. I am really not into this fitness shit.
Picked up a Japanese magazine from the lobby. It is like a trip to japan. I haven’t a clue what is going on. One section seems to be about living with in your budget. And there is a large fashion section. And a few things that might be cooking. The decorating section seems to have houses in the US and American families. Or maybe it is the travel section? As you can see, I am easily amused.
Absolutely nothing going on. And that is just fine with me. I haven’t even gotten my sorry (but thinner) ass out to take pictures.
I walked, did yoga and swam today. After all that, I spent the afternoon reading. I am reading that great 1950s novel by Pat Frank, Alas Babylon .
Forgive me father… Today I ate a chocolate chip cookie. It was good. I was bad.
Mr C, blessed with hummingbird metabolism, had three.
Nobody is promised tomorrow and nobody said that life is fair.
Think I need to go out and shoot some pictures.

On the fat front… The Daisy Dukes will button now with a little squirming. But they are not going to be worn again. 70 is waaaaaay too old for these shorts. I wonder how long is it going to take to beat this old body back into shape? Is it even doable? I logged 5.4 miles on the old pedometer today. I sort want one of those fitbiit things. But that is just because I like toys. Not because one will make me one bit fitter.
On the Carlton health front… Carlton appears to be doing fine. The skin that was burnt by the radiation is all pink and new. Actually it is the best skin he has. Of course we’re not so sure about what’s underneath that skin.
On the techno toy front… I really have not missed the computer. This is about the first time in 30 years that I have not had a computer with me 24/7. Ok, except for the great North American train trip in the summer of 2012. I missed the photo editing capabilities of my Mac, but that is about all. I don’t think I’ll be taking a computer with me on future trips, unless I know I’m going to have some work to do for someone. But, how much work do little old ladies do anyhow? And I love the dictation feature… And the cell access. And the ability to tether our Kindles to it. Gotta be able to get new library books.