Art exhibit and reception in Kaneohe

January 17, 2018

My friend, Suzanne McCrary, invited David and me to the Ho’omaluhia New Year Invitational 2018 art exhibit and reception at the botanical garden in Kaneohe last Sunday.

The Ho’omaluhia Botanical Garden in Kaneohe is simply gorgeous:



This is the building, which housed the art exhibit:


Inside the building:



This is Suzanne McCrary, posing next to one of her oil paintings, “Ho’omaluhia Solitude.”  That’s Suzanne in the painting:


And this is Suzanne’s other oil painting, “Koele Falls”:


I have purchased Suzanne’s paintings in the past, and they hang in my living room and a bedroom.  She is a very talented artist, and her work is beautifully rendered.

This art exhibit will be open to the public through January 26, from 9:00 am to 4:00 pm.  Free admission and free parking.

Family dinner at Hot Pot Heaven

January 15, 2018

Lisa flew into town from Las Vegas on Tuesday and will be staying in our guest room for ten days.  It was good to see her, because she had been away for 1-1/2 years.  She is my younger daughter, has a doctorate in physical therapy, and recently purchased a house in Las Vegas.  We are very proud of her many accomplishments.

Lisa treated us to a fine meal at Hot Pot Heaven in Pearl Kai Tuesday night.  This was my first time there, so it was wonderful to experience this type of dinner.  My other daughter, Maria, and her family joined us.

Basically, we chose two different types of broth and various plates of meats and veggies.

Here are my photos of our dining experience at Hot Pot Heaven in Pearl Kai on Tuesday:









The food at Hot Pot Heaven was heavenly!  And it was nice to spend time with my immediate family.

Harbor Restaurant at Pier 38

January 13, 2018

David and I decided to try a new restaurant, called Harbor Restaurant at Pier 38.  It’s above Nico’s, and there’s ample free parking:




Though the restaurant was air conditioned, some of the windows were open, and we had a nice view of the harbor and the weather was pleasant:


These are photos of David and me:



We both ordered Crab cake on sour dough bread with artichoke, tomato, onion, spinach, and Swiss cheese.  It also came with a cup of Kimchee and beef soup:


We both had a good time, and the food was delicious!

Date with a Greek student

January 11, 2018


This is a photo of me and my dog, Lani, standing in front of my apartment building in New York.  (1974)


When I lived in New York City (1970-1975), I met a Greek man while walking my dog on the Columbia University campus.  He invited me to dinner at a Greek restaurant nearby.

I remember eating stuffed grape leaves, Kalamata olives, feta cheese, tomatoes, onions, and lettuce.  It was a nice Greek salad.  He also ordered two glasses of Greek wine.  I took a sip and immediately grimaced.  It was oily and tasted awful.

The conversation focused on his Ph.D dissertation.  He complained that the faculty at Columbia kept rejecting his dissertation despite much editing.  All he wanted was to graduate with his doctorate in philosophy and move on.  I think his ultimate objective was to become a college professor.  The poor guy.  I felt sorry for him, because as long as he was a student, he would have to pay tuition, which was costly.  He was from Greece, and I had the impression that the Greek government was helping him financially.

He was older than me, well into his thirties, and I was in my mid-twenties.  He always seemed to be dressed in a suit, never looking like a student, but always looking like a professor.

Anyway, I wasn’t physically attracted to him, because he was so swarthy.  Black hair, bushy black eyebrows, and though he didn’t have a beard, he seemed so hairy.  Hair in his ears and nose.  No sex appeal.

So, another relationship bit the dust.  Looking back, I must say that I dated a lot of very interesting men when I was single.

Date with a high school math teacher

January 9, 2018

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This is a photo of me, playing my violin at my neighbor’s apartment in New York City.  I was 27 years old.  (1973)


When I was in my twenties, living in New York City (1970-1975), I seemed to attract a lot of men who noticed me carrying my violin.  As you know, I studied musicology at Columbia University and also took private violin lessons.

There was one man I remember in particular, though I cannot remember his name.  I was walking on campus, carrying my violin as usual, when he caught up with me and said, “I notice you play the violin.”  I said yes, and he told me he was a high school math teacher and had two tickets to Wagner’s opera, “Parsifal.”  He asked if I would like to join him.  I said okay.

That night, he picked me up at my apartment and drove his car past Lincoln Center, parking a block or two away.  Then, disaster!  It started to rain.  He had only one umbrella, and boy, my trousers and shoes got soaked.

There I was, sitting in the balcony of the Metropolitan Opera House, sopping wet and bored with “Parsifal,” which lasted far too long.  I found myself dozing intermittently.

During intermission, I saw William Buckley, Jr., with his nose up in the air and looking down at people — exactly as he appeared on TV.  Big charge!

Then, after the performance, my date took me to his apartment, and there was a Yamaha baby grand piano in the living room.  He reached for a handwritten score and gave it to me.  “This is a violin sonata I composed, and I want you to keep it.”

He took me home, and that was the last I saw of him.  It’s funny that I remember the event, but not the man’s name.  He was a white man, around 5’8″, slim, intelligent, educated, obviously good at math since he was a math teacher.  But, I must admit, there was no chemistry between us.

The next day, I looked at the score and thought it was unplayable on the violin.  When my friend who was a pianist visited me, I had her perform the piano part on my piano.  It was strident and not melodious.  Later, I discarded the score.

I dated three high school math teachers when I was single.  My daughter, Maria, is also a high school math teacher.  Something about me attracts high school math teachers.

Common sense solution

January 7, 2018

We had an ongoing problem with weeds in our front yard and were tired of pulling them out.  Poison was no solution, as the weeds would turn brown and die, and we still would have to pull them out.  Then, new weeds would appear:



The only solution was to spread rocks over the dirt surrounding each croton.  We could buy either white crushed rock or grey gravel.  We chose the white crushed rock.

We bought five bags.  I dumped the contents of two bags over the dirt and spread the rocks with a hoe.  Then, David took over and spread the contents of three bags.  The  bags were extremely heavy, so we hope we never have to go through this ordeal again.

This is the result of our hard work:




Instead of traveling abroad…

January 5, 2018

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David’s photo of The White House, Washington, D.C.  (August 2013).


When I look back on my trip through Europe in 1969-1970, I regret staying in Munich for 1-1/2 months.  I should have stayed there for one week, then stay in Prague for one week, then Vienna for one week, then Copenhagen for one week, and finally Amsterdam for one week.  After that, fly directly to New York.  Now, it’s too late.  No way can I endure such an itinerary both physically and financially.

My last trip abroad was to Miami and Washington, D.C. in 2013.  I haven’t been on a plane since then.  I don’t think I ever will for various reasons.  It’s okay with me.  I really don’t care to see any new cities or countries.

Instead of traveling abroad, I prefer to invite people over for dinner, especially people from out of town.  I look forward to dining with my in-laws from Boston and my daughter from Las Vegas.  There will be nine of us at our table on January 17.  It’s always nice to break bread with people who are pleasant and compatible with us.

Restoring peace in my daily existence

January 3, 2018


Poinsettias at Home Depot (December 2017).


As I approach my 72nd birthday, I realize that the majority of my life is behind me and that I have a short future ahead of me.  God, if there is a God, did not put me on this earth to be miserable.  He gave me one life to enjoy to the fullest.

I saw my reflection the other day.  I looked obese, and I probably will continue to do so.  It really doesn’t bother me, because despite my obesity, I have never had cancer in my life, nor have I had a heart attack, stroke, diabetes, or renal failure, not to mention dementia.  So, I don’t worry about looking obese.  I am still alive and can still drive, cook, clean, and write a blog.

Fortunately, David refrains from criticizing me, and I refrain from criticizing him.  I am so glad nobody orders me around.

The other day, David said something sweet.  “With my love and support, you will live to 100.  I will be with you when you celebrate your 100th birthday.”

Happy New Year 2018

January 1, 2018

Today is New Year’s Day.  David and I are going to have lunch at Applebee’s in Pearlridge Shopping Center.  Last night, we stayed home and endured the fireworks on our street, using the air conditioner while in bed.

Compared to other parts of the country, we in Hawaii are having a very nice winter, usually in the 70s.  These are my photos of my back yard and my patio, which were taken in December.  Imagine, no snow!




David and I wish you all a Happy, Healthy, and Prosperous New Year!

CPK in Hawaii

December 30, 2017

Maria gave us a CPK gift card for Christmas, so we used it last Thursday.  It seems that David and I go there just once per year when Maria gives us the gift card.  Thanks, Maria.

We decided to go to the CPK in Pearlridge Shopping Center around 12:00 p.m.  There was a 20 minute wait before they had a table for us.  It’s a very popular place:



Here we are at our table:


We ordered a Waldorf Chicken Salad to share:


I ordered the Hawaiian Pizza:


David ordered The Works Pizza:


I like to eat my heavy meal at noon and then skip dinner.  It’s better for me.  I also enjoy being married to David, because we have such a comfortable relationship.