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Bring it on, bring it on, bring it on. From here to the eyes and the ears of the 'verse, that's my motto. Or at least it would be, if I start having a motto.


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Thirty Days

Today is the last day of November. The DH grew out his mustache for Movember. KidA met her 10,000 word goal for Kid’s NaNoWriMo. I was supposed to post a blog every day. I did not. My intentions were good. My motivation (KidA) was unwavering. Unfortunately other things made it to the top of my daily priority list.

It’s been a whirlwind of a month. Program observations and site visitations at work, retiring co-workers, family building projects, new exercise routine, a wedding, our 18th wedding anniversary – it has been a full, fun, memorable month.

KidI at the LCC Discovery Fair

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Fun in a box – KidI rolls over KidA

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The girls playing with cutie CousinO

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The DH with NieceH visiting from Japan

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KidC, KidA, & KidI playing before the wedding

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Picture taking at Moanalua Gardens with my MIL & SIL

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KidC leads his team to a football victory after Thanksgiving lunch

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Kids headed to visit their Granny on Lana’i

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KidA is a winner, and so am I for having a great family & wonderful friends who made these past thirty days fantastic!

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It’s Called a Wattle

For the life of me I couldn’t remember what that red, fleshy, hanging thing off the turkey. I should know it. It’s a family trait on the Smith side once you hit your 80’s, along with these wide (thank you German genes), child-bearing hips. Both physical traits that I am now determined to combat with physical fitness and healthy eating. Oh, don’t worry, I’m not going to get all extreme and set a “below 5% body fat” goal, or heaven forbid, cut out carbs from my diet. No, I’m going to be reasonable, and moderate, and make it happen with help.

That’s what I’m really thankful for this year. The help I get from others. To be more specific. it’s really the fact that I value that help enough to accept it.

I was not always this way. In fact, I use to revel in being able to do everything, all of it, myself.

At work I designed curriculum, put on workshops, did repairs, created templates, vetted new software, and taught classes — myself. Then I was blessed with the HERN Team. Doreen, Kazuko, and Debbie got hooked on technology and they also got their hooks into me and forced me to include them in everything! (Mostly because they wanted the passwords, but they also were so willing to help.) Suddenly, I was a part of team to implement our goals and it was successful and it was fun and we ushered in an energetic wave of tech use at our school.

It happened again as I worked to earn my Master’s degree. Team Palm Villas met weekly to review case studies, create slide shows, practice speeches and presentations. We were all independent individuals used to accomplishing a lot on our own and here we were, forced to work together and we made it work — Casey, Ben, Marlene — if I said I couldn’t figure out the statistics assignment, you guys said stop and wait until we all could get together at Zippy’s to help me understand!

I don’t think I even asked Donnie & Richard to help, but they did! They would drive to my house in the morning at 6 o’clock to pick up KidI in her car seat so I could drive into town to teach summer school. I would have never asked anyone to go above and beyond the way they did. Their example of unconditional help has touched me beyond words.

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Those instances were over 10 years ago… and then this weekend I was reminded again, about asking for help. I did and it was there. Without question and overflowing with humor.

  • Sam for helping me start exercising again!
  • Miriam, Luci, & Anna for helping with the wedding & reception!
  • Ricky & Lena for making me pretty!
  • Donna & Aurora (my MIL) for putting up with my response card and guest count rants!

I reflect on this, on Thanksgiving Day, for those people who not only help me, but have taught me that I do not need to do things alone. You are the people who MAKE the moments for which I am thankful. THANK YOU for being there when I need you.

 

I’m posting a blog every day this month for NaBloPoMo!

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Policing Mommy

Today KidA pointed out that I’m behind on my

I’m posting a blog every day this month for NaBloPoMo!

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I told her that I’ve been writing I just haven’t finished the editing and found pictures for my blogs so that’s why I haven’t posted anything in over a week.

She almost bought it. Then she pointed out that I’m not participating in the NaNoWriMo Challenge like she is — National Novel Writing Month — where she has an end of the month goals which is easier to reach if she writes a little every day, but is not required to. Apparently, my NaBloPoMo challenge is right there in the title: Blog Post. Everyday.

The best I could do was show her my list and promise I would be more diligent. Goodness she’s bossy. Wonder where she gets that from?

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PS: I am being way too lazy to correct my sentence structure tonight. I know they are there. So there.


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More Shoes for Me!

IMG_4127We were getting out of the car at church this morning and I squinted my eyes and was confused. The sandals worn by KidA looked really familiar. Yup, they were mine. She was wearing my shoes! I asked her and she shrugged, saying, “They were on my shelf.” Suuure.

I fumed while sitting in church and then trying to turn around that negativity (I was sitting in church after all), I realized that since we are the same shoe size, we could share shoes! If I saw a pair I liked, I could just buy them because they weren’t just for me, they were for her too!

I’m posting a blog every day this month for NaBloPoMo!

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It’s Like We’re Amish

IMG_4349Okay, okay, I know I’m not Amish, however for a brief moment today I imagined we were. Okay, okay, I like to imagine. My mind is often like Walter Mitty only without the clever onomatopoeia.

This morning we woke up earlier than usual (well except for KidC who was up at 5 AM and off to a Debate Tournament at 5:30 AM with Papo & Mama — topic for another blog entry). Our destination was Auntie Cindy’s house where the DH was going to help my cousin’s hubby start to build a covered patio. Heavy lifting was involved and my aunt called in the nephews and nephew-in-laws to pitch in.

See! We were just like the Amish and having barn raising parties. Fine, they don’t have “parties” per se, however I see how valuable and fun it is to have the community come together to contribute to something.

IMG_4346While the men folk were building, us women folk (girl cousins) caught up on gossip, tried various hairstyles, and prepared the food for breakfast, breaks, and lunch. (Okay, fine, did the Zippy’s run and set out the paper goods.) The next generation of cousins played in and out of the house, offered help and got in the way and basically had a wonderful morning. And of course, after putting in the effort, we call can’t wait to have more family parties at Auntie’s house, now with a covered patio!

I’m posting a blog every day this month for NaBloPoMo!

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