If it isn't me again. I can't even start about what's happened since the last post, so much water under the bridge. Not bad water, just an entire summer. Yeesh.
Short but sweet:
- Yellow sweater is completely finished and waiting for fall.
- The green Noro Sakura has become a February Lady's Sweater. I LOVE IT. I knit it mostly on vacation this summer as we had long flights.
- The vacation was to Hawaii where we stayed for awhile at a resort on the big island where I saw turtles and lava, and then rented a house for a week on Sunset Beach on Oahu. Fabu.
- Both kids did vacations too, daughter to Florida for her Marine Ecology trip and son to visit family in Ohio over the 4th.
By the numbers:
- 31.5 trashy novels either read or listened to between May 14 and today. None of them were for book club. (Loser.)
- 1 new car purchased for husband. Let me just say that no matter where you buy a car in this town, the guys who sell it to you are dim bulbs... at this particular dealer (high end cars, 7 different brands, Olive and 270) we got a sales man who couldn't access inventory on his computer and said blankly, "Well, we'll have to figure out whether we have that car in stock," to which husband replied that perhaps we could go look. We did and they did, and the guy still couldn't tell us what packages were installed. I looked on the sales ticket in the car's WINDOW and told him which packages were installed. When husband went to pick up the car they didn't ask him for a down payment on the car.
- 2.5: the number of weeks it took the above car dealership to figure out that we hadn't given them a down payment (we were waiting for an invoice) and have a secretary call to tell us they'd lost our check. Which we never wrote.
- 4: the number of cars damaged when a young driver hit husband's old car while it was parked outside a local restaurant while we dined within.
- 8: the number of phone calls I had to make to the young driver's insurance company to get my claim denied because of the discrepancy between his testimony to them and the police report. Really?
- 1: the number of phone calls I had to make to my insurance company to get a check in my hand to fix my car. It's their problem now, I guess.
- 70: the number a beach watcher estimated to be the size of the spinner dolphin pod that swam by while we were on the beach in Oahu.
- 9: the number of sea turtles we saw up close and personal.
Here, son is about to get knocked on his butt by a wave at a black sand beach on the island of Hawaii.
Here are husband and the kids later at the steam vents near the caldera of Kilauea in Volcano National Park. Son's face is a direct result of the dampness acquired at the black sand beach.
This is the view after we hiked a mile across a lava flow with hundreds of other people. Yeesh. Lava has been flowing into the sea here, building Hawaii , since Thanksgiving 1984. After dark, you could look up the mountain behind us and see what looked like city lights twinkling on the mountainside. They weren't city lights, but lava flowing under what looks just like black rock in daylight. This cloud of steam and gas and lava particles would bulge and billow and stuff would shoot out at it's base. It was spectacular.
Dear son on the beach at Oahu. We were just down the beach from the famous surfing pipeline. The waves were small this time of year, but fun enough for us fly over state natives.
Husband and kids at Pearl Harbor. We did the whole thing: submarine, USS Arizona memorial, USS Missouri and the treaty signing deck, aviation museum. It's a very powerful place.
Me and the kids in front of one of the shrimp shacks in town. Great dinner. These shacks are all over the place along the highway. Again, good eats.
Hot stuff at the hot tub on our porch the last night we were there. This tub was so freaking hot, all we could do was put our feet in. It took hours to cool down, even after we adjusted the temperature.
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