Nobody is Promised Tomorrow. . .
Went for a nice swim today – but, nothing special spotted.
Decided to clean out my “fish tank” – AKA all the photos of fish that I have taken over the last 2 winters. I started with this November. Finished November.
The Airness thinks she needs a firmware update. But, I have no problem with her – so, I am going to wait until I get back home. If it ain’t broke – don’t fix it.
(I still think my underwater camera is going to flood.)
Grand swim fun yesterday when I encountered a nice fat fish ball. I followed it around for 15 minutes or so, hoping that some other swimmer would come by to give scale to my picture… But no luck. So I headed back to shore thru the ball.
Carlton did go to the dentist and he is getting a crown made. So, he thinks he is safe from being nagged about going home for the next 4 weeks.
It is laundry day. I am being held prisoner by the dryer for another 3 minutes according to my iPod. Best go get the clothes…
Unlike the last turtle photograph https://www.pegbethany.org/newblog/?p=8452, this photo was taken from the pier.
Went for a nice long swim today. Thats about it. Oh, and Mr C decided to go to see a dentist late this afternoon.
After 20 years in the same room, we had to move this year. Except for our diminished storage area, we like it better than the old room. And, after we leave, they are going to make the closet even smaller. Carlton likes to hang up his clothes. As it is, he has almost all the closet and 83% of the drawer space. I have two hangers and store my clothes and other stuff under the bed.
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.