Say yes to peace and life

September 20, 2017


This is my photo of Ala Moana Park, taken from my table at the Mariposa Restaurant months ago.


I am so glad that I married a non-violent man.  He has never punched anyone and has never owned a gun, either.  You won’t see me marrying someone who kills people.  Ugh.  No thank you.

Why don’t people put down their weapons and go home to be with their family?  So simple.  Just walk away from a confrontation and don’t start a brawl.

People who own a gun are bound to use it, and when they do, they have to go to court to defend themselves.  My brother spent ten years in prison for terroristic threatening.  He didn’t own one gun, he had a gun collection.  He died six months after he was released from prison.  How did guns make him safe and happy?

I went around the world by myself and did not need a gun to do so.  I am 71 and still alive.

Say no to guns, no to killing, and no to death.

Say yes to peace, and yes to life.

Life is what life is

September 18, 2017

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This is a photo of me and my family, taken in May 2017 at Happy Days Chinese Restaurant.  Lisa is not in the picture, because she lives in Nevada.


My life is far from perfect.  I’ve had problems with my mother and sisters to such a point that there has been animosity between us.  My marriage has not been perfect, either.  But, for some reason, I have done better than expected.

I think my decision to give birth to Maria was a turning point in my life.  Everyone said that I should abort the child and move on with my life.  After all, I’d had a nervous breakdown and was poor.  My mother kicked me out of the house when I refused to have an abortion, and she prayed that I would have a miscarriage.  No siblings or other relatives bothered to call and offer to help.  Not a single family member stepped forward to help me or at least call to wish me well.  I was isolated.

But, it’s okay.  I found a full time job as a legal secretary and supported myself throughout my pregnancy.  After I gave birth, I went on welfare, because my salary would not have covered the cost of child care.

Then, David married me and adopted Maria.  It’s quite amazing, because she was another man’s child.  We married in 1980, and then he fathered Lisa in 1982.

David and I have been through hell.  He had major problems with his career.  We almost lost our home, when his salary was cut.  The reverse mortgage helped us tremendously.  Without it, where would we be?

Despite our trials and tribulations, we are still married, we have a nice home to live in, and we have a good relationship with our children and grandchildren.

Life is what life is.  I take each day as it comes and make the best of it.  The majority of my life is behind me.  I have a short future ahead of me.  When I die, there will be a smile on my face, and not a scowl.

What a beautiful life

September 16, 2017

These are two types of ti leaf plants I have in my side patio.  They seem to be doing very well in their present location:



These are nice plants, also.  The leaves turn color in the sun:


And you can never go wrong with red hibiscus:


David and I love our house in Hawaii.  There’s always something to do.  Whether it is working outside in our yard or sprucing things up inside the house, we enjoy every minute of it.  I would hate to live in a small condo again.

As a married couple, we have divergent interests.  David likes sports and  movies.  I don’t.  I like to blog and write.  He doesn’t.

Yet, our lives intersect at the symphony, the opera, restaurants, parties, and taking pride in home ownership.

I could not ask for a better marriage and a better home.  Throw in two wonderful children and grandchildren — what a beautiful life!

Blood tests

September 14, 2017


This mock orange shrub is something new I bought recently for my patio.  Eventually, white blossoms will bloom, filling the air with a wonderful fragrance.


I have been fasting since 7:00 p.m. last night to prepare for a blood draw at Straub Medical Center this morning.  Besides the usual glucose and cholesterol tests, I will have to be tested for hepatitis and tuberculosis.

Yesterday, my gastroenterologist advised me of several drugs I could take for colitis, since the sulfasalazine I have been taking since 1979 is ineffective in reducing inflammation.  I decided the Inflectra IV might be better for me, because it seems to have fewer side effects.  I would have to go to Straub every eight weeks to have Inflectra administered intravenously.  It would take 1-2 hours per visit.

Before I can have this done, I need to prove I don’t have hepatitis or tuberculosis.  Further, I need to have this IV treatment preauthorized by my insurance company (Humana Medicare Advantage HMO).

After my blood draw today, David and I will have lunch at Monterey Bay Canners.

A chicken stir-fry would be nice:


Or how about a seafood club sandwich?

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September 12, 2017

There are so many helicopters flying over my house lately.  They are either military or tourists or both.  I wish we were in a no-fly zone, but since we have air conditioning, I can tolerate the noise, which sounds muffled.

I recall being on two helicopters, myself.  One flew over the cliffs of Kauai, and the other flew over the volcano on the Big Island.  It was thrilling both times, so I can’t blame tourists for wanting to fly over our house, as we are located next to scenic Pearl Harbor.

These are photos I took of our helicopter ride over the volcano on the Big Island in 2011:



This is a photo I took of our helicopter tour of Na Pali, Kauai in 2007:


Maybe, David and I will take a helicopter tour of Pearl Harbor and take photos of our house from above.  Anything is possible.

Floating away

September 10, 2017


This is my photo of some exotic flowers at Home Depot.


Sometimes, reality can be unbearable.  I find myself calling it Ground Zero.  When I am ensnared in so much unpleasantness, I put on my favorite CD, featuring the Tchaikovsky and Grieg piano concertos, performed by Rubenstein.  Immediately, I find myself floating away above the fray up, up, up into the stratosphere.  I am no longer on Ground Zero, where people are fighting with each other, making a mess out of their lives.  I am with the angels in heaven.

David says that he feels that way when he is swimming sixteen laps at the gym for 45 minutes.  He says he feels ethereal.  The endorphins kick in, and he experiences euphoria as he swims.

Well, I am just not into exercise, though I know the health benefits of exercising.

I am so grateful that I am not deaf.  What would I do if I could no longer listen to classical music?  Oh, my.  How could I possibly float away and be above it all?


September 8, 2017



Over the years, I have collected a number of earrings from my trips abroad as well as here in Hawaii.  Lovely, aren’t they?

I prefer the ones with a hook, as the ones with a post almost always get lost, because they are too small to find when they fall from my ears.

See the hooks in the top photo?  Those are my favorite, because they are easy to attach and never fall from my ears.

Happiness comes in small packages.  If you want to cheer me up, give me earrings.

Hint:  Christmas is coming soon…

Banning alcohol

September 6, 2017


This is my photo of my wine glass cabinet.


Years ago, a drunk driver in Hawaii broadsided another car and killed the other car’s driver instantly.  The drunk driver was convicted of manslaughter or negligent homicide and was sentenced to twenty years in prison.  The victim’s family sued the restaurant, which had served alcohol to the driver even when it was clear that he was intoxicated.  The restaurant and the victim’s family settled out of court for an undisclosed amount of money.

At all of my parties, wine and beer are available to my guests.  Some people bring their own wine.  And yes, one or two drive home drunk.

It is an accident waiting to happen.  If someone gets killed on the street, I could be sued for being an enabler.  An enabler who allowed an intoxicated guest drive after leaving my party.

I am seriously considering banning alcohol completely.  Or I might serve drinks that have very low alcohol.  Or I might not invite people, who tend to get drunk.

What will I do with the wine glasses in my cabinet?  I might use them for non-alcoholic beverages such as juice, ice tea, or water.

A trip to the ER

September 4, 2017


This is my photo of my room at Pali Momi’s ER.


On Wednesday, I underwent a colonoscopy.  On Thursday, I experienced symptoms of a UTI (urinary tract infection) with fever and chills.  I thought I could treat it with Tylenol and bed rest.

On Sunday at 4:30 a.m., I couldn’t bear the pain anymore, so I jumped in my car and drove to the emergency room at Pali Momi Medical Center.  I did not bother to ask David to drive me, as he needed to sleep.  It was dark at that hour, but I managed to bypass the rail construction and drive through Aiea.  I had no trouble getting to the ER.

Sure enough, the diagnosis was UTI.  I was prescribed an antibiotic, Cephalexin 500 mg, four times per day for ten days.  I was told to take all of it, because not doing so would be dangerous, as the infection would move upwards and damage my kidneys.  No one wants to end up on dialysis.

I am very proud that I showed some independence by driving on my own.  I thought to myself, “You’ve still got it, girl.  Not bad for an old lady of 71.  Just think, you traveled around the world by yourself back in the 1960s and 1970s, and now, here you are, driving to the ER at night.  Who needs a husband?”

Go, Gigi, go!!!

The eyes and the flu

September 2, 2017

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This is my photo of Hanauma Bay, Hawaii.


I now have the flu with a temperature of 100.8 and wavering between hot and cold.  I am treating it with acetaminophen and bed rest.

As for David, he was complaining about blurry vision in his left eye.  He thought it might be an eyelash, but when he saw the eye doctor at Straub Medical Center, he was told he had a cataract.  He will undergo cataract surgery in October.  He was asked if he wanted the $4,000 deluxe surgery or the less expensive regular surgery.  He chose regular surgery.  I hope it solves his problem.

At my last eye exam, I was told my cataracts are so tiny that it is highly unlikely I’ll ever need surgery.  I consider that very good news.