Today I am...

~ listening {to birds singing the day to bed, Of Monsters and Men, fun., The Lumineers, Adele}
~ watching {my weight- yep, there you go! :) the sun shine; Alias in my spare time}
~ dreaming {about travels-always; and about the day I can own a house}
~ writing {rarely blogs these days; lists of things I need to do; but mainly just assessments and care plans at work}
~ reading {I really should pick up a book-I haven't in a while. The last thing I read, and adored, was Life of Pi- absolutely amazing and the movie didn't quite do it justice but was beautifully done in the cinematography world}
~ hoping {for inspiration on many levels in life; for an early spring}
~ crafting {crocheting scarves and whatever other started but unfinished project I might have}
~ remembering {and craving Hawaii; people that have recently died in my world or are flirty with the edge of life}
~ contemplating {what fun adventure Holly and I can go on for her upcoming birthday; what this summer will be like; where I'll be in a year}
~ anticipating {changes; improved health; warmer weather and summer hikes and concerts in the park}
~ admiring {my hero friends and family that are fighting cancer; all the recently and soon-to-be-born babies that are entering this world-last count I knew of almost 40 babies to be birthed between Dec1/12 and Dec1/13}
~ marveling {at the utter joy the smile of a child can bring; the intricacy of the human body and how things so small can cause so much discomfort; my complete unmotivation for some things}
~ thankful {for four legged companions who are no longer sick even to the tune of $200-she's worth it; the sunshine; friends}

Time...

Take Time

Take time to think-
It is the source of all power.
Take time to read-
It is the fountain of wisdom.

Take time to play-
It is the source of perpetual youth.
Take time to be quiet-
It is the opportunity to seek God.

Take time to be aware-
It is the opportunity to help others.
Take time to love and be loved-
It is God's greatest gift.

Take time to laugh-
It is the music of the soul.
Take time to be friendly-
It is the road to happiness.

Take time to dream-
It is what the future is made of.
Take time to pray-
It is the greatest power on earth.

Take time to give-

It is too short a day to be selfish.

Take time to work-

It is the price of success.

"Drumming seems to ease barriers. Whatever the differences are, they seem to melt away." ~Neil Stone

A couple of weeks ago I needed to have some work done on my car. I have Sears do most of the work I need to have done, thus I roam the mall often while my oil is being changed, etc. On this Saturday they were doing something more extensive so I was sitting in the food court, mind you the food court where the shooter opened fire just a matter of a month or so before this day. All of a sudden there was a loud banging noise. People instantly scattered and headed over to the balcony overlook where you could look down onto the first floor of the mall. I hesitated, but once the initial shock passed, I joined the crowds. What was happening was a drum circle flash mob. I watched, enamored, the entire time. I love drums. I think flash mobs like this are cool and I've always wanted to see one. It was moving and enjoyable. Here are some pictures and a video at the end to take a peek at. Enjoy!

So God Made a Farmer

I absolutely LOVED this Super Bowl commercial. And, I love Paul Harvey.

Words:

And on the 8th day, God looked down on his planned paradise and said, “I need a caretaker.” So God made a farmer.

God said, “I need somebody willing to get up before dawn, milk cows, work all day in the fields, milk cows again, eat supper and then go to town and stay past midnight at a meeting of the school board.” So God made a farmer.

“I need somebody with arms strong enough to rustle a calf and yet gentle enough to deliver his own grandchild. Somebody to call hogs, tame cantankerous machinery, come home hungry, have to wait lunch until his wife’s done feeding visiting ladies and tell the ladies to be sure and come back real soon — and mean it.” So God made a farmer.

God said, “I need somebody willing to sit up all night with a newborn colt. And watch it die. Then dry his eyes and say, ‘Maybe next year.’ I need somebody who can shape an ax handle from a persimmon sprout, shoe a horse with a hunk of car tire, who can make harness out of haywire, feed sacks and shoe scraps. And who, planting time and harvest season, will finish his forty-hour week by Tuesday noon, then, pain’n from ‘tractor back,’ put in another seventy-two hours.” So God made a farmer.

God had to have somebody willing to ride the ruts at double speed to get the hay in ahead of the rain clouds and yet stop in mid-field and race to help when he sees the first smoke from a neighbor’s place. So God made a farmer.

God said, “I need somebody strong enough to clear trees and heave bails, yet gentle enough to tame lambs and wean pigs and tend the pink-combed pullets, who will stop his mower for an hour to splint the broken leg of a meadow lark. It had to be somebody who’d plow deep and straight and not cut corners. Somebody to seed, weed, feed, breed and rake and disc and plow and plant and tie the fleece and strain the milk and replenish the self-feeder and finish a hard week’s work with a five-mile drive to church.

“Somebody who’d bale a family together with the soft strong bonds of sharing, who would laugh and then sigh, and then reply, with smiling eyes, when his son says he wants to spend his life ‘doing what dad does.’” So God made a farmer.

I love this!

'Polish photographer Marcin Ryczek snapped this once-in-a-lifetime photograph of a man feeding swans and ducks from a snowy river bank in Krakow. The trifecta juxtaposition between black/white, water/snow, and person/animals is simply astounding.'

That's my nose...

I caught this picture at just the right moment...I love that her tongue is on her nose!

This little girl really is smaller. Way back in July the vet told me she needed to lose weight. We went back for a continuing stuffy nose issue and she'd lost 2 pounds. Dr was very proud of her...Don't tell the four legged black beauty, but I thought she'd maybe gained weight....shhhh. :)

Considering

So, I am considering making my blog password protected. I've debated for a while now about this, but can't decide. There are pros and cons for both. If you read my blog and are interested in continuing to do so, comment on this post or email me and let me know what your email address is so I can add you to the approved list if I decide to do this! Thanks!

"The sunrise is God's greeting - the sunset, his signature." ~Unknown

This is the sky today on my first day back to work after my time in Hawaii. I think it was God's way of easing my back into reality. It was a beautiful way to start the day.

White, Sandy Beach and Saying Aloha (the goodbye kind)

It's hard to say goodbye to paradise. It's also hard to say goodbye to family who might not be seen again until next Christmas. On our last day in Hawaii I said it was a must to go to the beach. Notice I say THE. This is because it was the only white, sandy beach in Kona. Most of the rest of the coastline is just that, coastline or shoreline; rocky, jagged, lava shoreline. Not too pleasant to sun yourself on. So, off we went for a morning swim and sunning session on the one white, sandy beach. It was glorious. I got sunburned (of course on the last day in paradise) but it was still wonderful. Swimming in warm(ish) ocean water isn't even a yearly phenomenon for me, so it was nice. And it was salty. And I was getting sunburned. I would repeat the day again. Minus the sunburn. I believe that the name of this beach is, ironically, White Sands. Imagine that! :) 

Arrival...

 Feet in the sand. My feet liked being in that sand. They want to be back in that sand.

 Josh and I are the two people you can see furthest away. I'm on the right and he's on the left.

Family picture! (oceanic background)


Family picture! (greenery background)

A message that it was time to go home. Back to reality. Sigh. Big Sigh...

Daytime pictures if Mokuaikia Church. See THIS post for Christmas Eve Service details if you haven't scrolled that far down yet.

We decided we just didn't have enough Hawaiian gear, so we headed to Hilo Hattie's for a few things. We got the rest of the tourist musts-coffee mug, charms, shell leis, and even 4 pearls that Josh picked the oysters for. Mom and I each have 2 and we need to decide how to mount them now...let me know if you have any tasteful ideas....

 I felt like I needed to take condo pictures and Dad wanted some pictures of the condo so we could remember how great the place was and why we want to be there still. So, pass them up if you like, otherwise, enjoy and if you plan on making a trek to the Big Island I have a great place recommendation for you...

Living/Dining/Kitchen from the loft...

AMAZING lanai. I could live on this lanai...we sort of did. After the trip I was reminiscing with Dad and we realized we only ever ate indoors one time. There was a second pseudo-indoor meal, but all the glass slatted windows were open so I don't count it. Think...breakfast every morning here. Looking out over palms, golf course and to the ocean...beem me up Scotty-right back to this place...

Loft...

Looking into the living area from the lanai...

Looking toward the master bedroom from lanai...Mom and I were in that room.

Master bedroom....it had a spectacular view. Also had its own bathroom.

 From bathroom area...

 From master out into living room. Notice the spiral staircase...It was fun. But I didn't have to climb it daily.

Master towards the kitchen...

 Kitchen toward the living room and lanai...

Dad and Josh were in this room...

Last sunset. Hard to leave...

"Last meal..." Ice cream and PBR beer...classy!

Peace out, Hawaii- we'd like to stay, but will be back.

We all (Mom, Dad, Josh and me) flew out within about half and hour of each other so we all went to the airport together and left the rental car (so thankful we had it the whole time we were there--PTL). We all also had layovers at LAX. Josh and I were on the same KOA to LAX flight and Mom and Dad were on the same as each other also. After Josh and I seperated in LA since I had to go to a different terminal I was able to see Dad just as he was getting ready to board his plane home. Mom was already in the air. All dispersed until next year. Makes me sad.

I knew I was flying home from 80 degree weather to frigid (but not as frigid at everyone else's welcome home weather) upper 30 degree weather. Talk about shock to the system. It took me weeks to re-acclimate. However, this was the beautiful sight I had during landing...I love these mountains. And they welcomed me home wonderfully...

SO, the big question is....when can I move to Hawaii?! Or at least buy a second home to escape too there?! I suppose buying a first home would be a good step. Though, Josh and I have been dreaming about at least having a time-share that we could frequent. Mom said she'd like to move to Hawaii while we were there--even looked at home listings. Dad--he'd be game for whatever.

"The Hula is the heartbeat of the Hawaiian People." ~David Kalakaua

During feelings of running out of time, I had to snap this picture to remind me of my wonderful-every-morning-view from my bedroom while in paradise. I adore it.

Morning coffee...not to shabby...I'll take tea, though.

More time-is-running-out picture. Golf course at ground level view.

One of the pools...

Fun trees...

Uncle Ron was leaving a day and a half before the rest of us...this is airport run #4 for me, if you count when I flew in. Such a fun, but low-key airport.


Tata Uncle Ron, until next time. Thanks for joining us! And, by the way--happy retirement. You deserve it!

After bidding farewell to Uncle Ron we went to Holualoa, a small gallery village in the hills above Kona. This outhouse made me smile.


We ate at Houakoa Gardens and Cafe. They had amazing (and expensive) Mango Mimosas. I'd drink them again...

As we were perusing the galleries I spotted, yet another, little lizard, on a red bench. If he hadn't moved so much it would have been a great picture...

There is an old post office that we stopped to check out. There is usually a functioning gallery in it, but it is being renovated.

All the post office boxes are outside...

Mom took a picture of PO Box 1 as that has been the family PO Box number for lots of years.

We went into the Ipu Hale Gallery where a gentleman dyes gourds from the inside. He explained the intricate process of it to us. Here it is really simplified: you carve the design in the skin and removed sections of it. Pour dye in it and let it evaporate. The remaining skin has blocked some of the dye in the gourd flesh to dye that section. That skin is then removed. I don't remember the finishing process, but the final product is impressive. Pretty amazing and time consuming. One day I'd like to own one of these gourds.

Later that evening we headed to the Luau that we'd bumped our reservations from Christmas Day night to this evening. We were all VERY glad we bumped our reservations even though Uncle Ron had to miss it. The weather was amazing for us. 

Smile! 

Luau/Hula Band. They were fun and we sat just in front of them.

Cruise ship leaving behind hula dancer. She was great.

The pig is under there! In the Imu...Hawaiian Earth Oven.

Coastline at the Royal Kona Resort.

She was the pre-show show and danced a few different times.

Sunset.

Josh and I were taking this picture. Once he took it we were both confused about who the woman was. Apparently, the zoom got really zoomed in and took a picture of her as she was walking behind us. We laughed so hard.

Here is the re-take!

Hula dance video #1...

A welcome to the event...

Uncovering of the Kālua-luau pig.

It sure was yummy (even though it doesn't look yummy in this picture...).

The host for the night.

A seat for Uncle Ron since he couldn't be there...

The Fashion Show of traditional Hawaiian dress.

And then more dancing...check out the videos, too.

Post show pictures with some of the dancers. They all put on an impressive show.

Josh and the girls...

We all enjoyed our time at the Luau. There were some people who told me pre-trip that Luau's are over-rated. I can tell I wouldn't need to go to one every time I would go to the island (assuming I'll be going many more time) but it was definitely worth it to have the experience.