Slight Turbulence

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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Getting Things Done

Today I went to work, then delivered KidA to an oral surgery appointment, shopped for cold foods after her appointment, dropped her off at home with directions for KidC and KidI to nurse her while I went back to pick up pain medication at the pharmacy that was conveniently closed when we left the dental offices.

I then revised the Chore Chart, which rotates about every quarter so the kids aren’t always doing the same chores for too long, then I pulled some weeds and raked around the house. Finally, I rallied KidC and KidI (with a surprisingly quiet tone) to help me remove all the furniture off the enclosed patio deck so we could sweep it and dry out the outdoor rug and pillows that endured the weekend winds and rain.

I feel accomplished on these kinds of days. I also feel alone. The DH is at the firehouse so these days happen regularly because his shift is 24-hours at a time.

I will feel alone and then I feel badly for feeling that way because so many military families do not even have the luxury of knowing their spouse or partner will be coming home the next day. So many single parents do the same thing, day in and day out. I also feel guilty for feeling that way because so often as I was growing up did I pride myself on my independence and ability to “go it alone” or “do it myself.” (I really painted myself into a corner on that one.)

It takes a little bit of effort to draw myself out of dwelling on the predicament. Really, I know whining helps no one. I know that I am fortunate to have the kids generally willing to help when I need it. I teach my children that feelings are always valid. People feel angry, discouraged, cheated, proud, exuberant, and comical. What counts is the actions you take, not how you feel.

So although I feel left alone to do so much of tasks, I remember to be thankful I have loving children. I remember to appreciate living in a nice home with a patio deck.

I know that alone is my choosing but I acknowledge the feeling… Then I focus on what needs to be done. The linen closet always needs to be straightened. A friend always needs a quick text to say “hi”. The kids could always get a hug.


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Sitting Poolside

Day 1: We went to the pool.

Day 2: We went to the pool. I started to read a book.

Day 3: Guess where I am? At the pool. My book is here. I’ve only gotten to page 19.

Today there are plans to walk down to the beach, but the kids are iffy about sand. And walking. Yup, we are totally on vacation!

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The Day After Christmas

It’s the day after Christmas. Everyone is calm. The initial thrill of new things has worn off. Probably due to a lot of eating and a lot of socializing and a lot of staying up later than usual. In exchanging season greetings via text with friends, who I wish I could see more of, someone commented that I hadn’t been posting to my blog in a while. That prompted me to challenging myself to pick up my random musings again.

The DH had to work today and KidC had already declared he wanted to do “absolutely nothing” today (he’s gotten hooked on Fringe via Netflix). The girls played to my lack of preparation and called my parents, inviting them to the movies and lunch. I tagged along for the free food and entertainment. That, and I really did not want to straighten tissue paper and flatten boxes for future gift wrapping needs.

Reflecting on the season I must admit it took me a bit to get into the “holiday spirt.” I looked at decorating as a chore. I considered gift shopping a task list to get through. I wanted to get through all the motions as quickly as possible. Fortunately for me, everyone else around me, my co-workers, my friends, my family, were cheerful and bright and full of joy.

Tonight, in the quiet of KidC getting through another season of Fringe, KidA working on her Trevi Fountain Lego structure, KidI creating tricks on the Indo Board while watching The Princess Bride, and the DH at the fire house, I am happy and content.



Career Choices

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As I was grinding the coffee beans for my morning cup of java, I thought, I could have been a barista. Then I giggled. When I was in college, making my “oh, so important” career decisions, coffee houses were bohemian haunts where patrons snapped instead of clapped and poetry reading included odd sources and extremely liberal ideals. Pretty much, not my scene, so yeah, no to being a barista!

Along that vein, I’ve often thought I’d also make a great waitress. I am good at multi-tasking. I am attentive to needing a refill or extra napkin. I enjoy delicious food. Of course, I’m a little sketchy in the “customer is always right” department, however, if you are generally agreeable with me, I’m sure your service would be superb!

I guess teaching and education is where I belong. I mean, I love telling people what to do, er, I mean, teaching people new things. Have a great day everyone!

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Growing Food

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I’m fascinated by my own fascination of my zucchini plants. Or maybe I’m just remembering that childhood joke:  “Spell and use in a sentence. F-A-S-C-I-N-A-T-E, I got a new sweater that has 10 buttons for Christmas but I must have grown, because now I can only fascinate.” <groan!>

Back to the zucchini… I’ve been nursing along a few plants in my container garden for the past year. I have calamansi (Filipino citrus), Meyers lemons, basil, mint, green onions, eggplant, cherry tomatoes, rosemary, cilantro, and most recently, zucchini.

I think it’s because of where I planted the 2-inch high seedlings that contributed significantly to their success. I have two manila palms rescued by my cousin Jason when he was demolishing a property near Diamond Head. I’ve had them in pots for almost 10 years now. Huge pots that are on wheels, but truly too heavy to push around. Well, I thought I might as well use the space around the palms for something – you know – so I could have “levels” of plants.

At first I was going to plant flowers. I envisioned beautiful, colorful blossoms around the base of the trunks. Then when we had our wall repaired, “Uncle Esaias” commented, “Waste water all these plants. You should grow vegetables!” Which, I had to admit was true.

I wanted to grow cucumbers, but the DH suggested zucchini. He’s the cook, so who was I to argue with that suggestion!

Well, my zucchini amaze me – daily! First they grew so quickly. Really really quickly. Then the flowers came. Fascinating. Then little zucchini below those bright orange-yellow blooms. Thrilling!

[Here’s are pictures just two weeks after planting the seedlings…]


[Here’s are pictures I just took this morning!]


I read up on how to care for the plants, how much to water them, the possible need to help with the pollination, and when to harvest. Yay!

We’ve had zucchini in our pasta sauce and then last night we had tempura zucchini. Delicious!

I’m pretty sure, besides the fact that I’m not wasting water on decorative plants and that I’m actually eating vegetables that I’ve grown myself, the reason I like to just go outside and look at my plants is because I used to never be able to grow things. No really.

I once killed an air plant.

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