Lisa is alive

October 2, 2017

Last night, at least 50 people were killed and more than 400 were injured when a gun man rained bullets on them at an outdoor concert in Las Vegas.  David and I were very concerned that our daughter, Lisa, might be one of the victims.  But, when I phoned her this morning, she said she had not attended the concert, as it featured country music, which she does not care for.  She is now getting ready to go to work.  I was so relieved and told her how much we love her.

While that concert was going on in Las Vegas, David and I were attending a classical music concert at the Blaisdell Concert Hall here in Hawaii.  It featured an Italian pianist, Fabio Bidini, who performed the Brahms Piano Concerto No. 2, and Michael Stern, who guest conducted the Hawaii Symphony Orchestra. We enjoyed it very much, especially the cello solo, played by Mark Votapek.

As we approached the lobby prior to the concert, we saw this group of children, playing their violins.  They are members of the Suzuki School:


I posed in the lobby:


David sat here during intermission:


With this first concert of the season behind us, we now look forward to the first opera of the season on October 15.

Tomorrow night, David will be attending an NBA exhibition game at the Stan Sheriff Arena.  The Los Angeles Clippers vs. the Toronto Raptors.  Last night, Toronto won.  We’ll see who wins tomorrow.

David is Superman

September 30, 2017


I took this photo of David, grilling our steaks in our patio in December 2016.


David saw his internist yesterday afternoon for his six month check up, following routine blood testing at Straub Medical Center.  Everything is okay except for his height.  He has lost 1 inch, going from 6 feet 1/2 inch to 5 feet 11-1/2 inches.  Last year, he was diagnosed with osteopenia after his bone density was tested with an X-ray machine.  He wonders if his loss of height is due to osteopenia or to poor posture or to the time of day.  He might be shorter in the afternoon.

I told David that he is still quite tall, so he shouldn’t worry.  I like men who are big and brawny.  Not these tiny, shrimpy men who used to ask me out.

For a man with arthritis and osteopenia, he is Superman to me.  He still does all of the yard work himself and vacuums the carpet once a week.  He washes two cars, his and mine, regularly, and tests all of the tires, too.  He does the heavy lifting of furniture and uses the power drill to hang art work.  And he does all of the shopping at Costco, Target, and Safeway.  Plus, he exercises every night at the gym.

What more can I say?  I am very lucky to have him as my husband.

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Food is often better than sex

September 28, 2017


This is a delicious shrimp-broccoli stir fry I made for David.


They say that the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach.  In fact, the way to a woman’s heart is through her stomach, too.  As we age, sex means so little.  We don’t need sex to be happy, but delicious food will always satisfy us.

David says that I am a much better cook than his mother, because I offer more variety.  His mother’s cooking was so predictable and boring, whereas I am always experimenting in the kitchen and making something out of nothing.

David likes my meatloaf, chicken, salmon, shrimp, pasta salad, baked potatoes, brown rice, blueberry cobbler, and so many other types of food that I prepare in my kitchen.

When we get tired of home cooking, we drive to Makino Chaya in Westridge, where we can have an all you can eat buffet for $13.00 per person (lunch time, week days, and age 65 or older).  Who can resist the crab meat soup, the shrimp tempura, and the sushi?  Yummy!

Isn’t that what life is all about?  To break bread with your husband on a daily basis?  He’s happy, I’m happy, we are all happy.

Halloween, Lisa, and Shanna

September 26, 2017

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I had a pedicure yesterday and chose black polish with a little glitter.  Just in time for Halloween!  Yay!

My daughter, Lisa, bought a 3 bedroom 2 bath house in Nevada.  It’s big, beautiful, and modern, much nicer than my house in Hawaii.  She bought her house with no help from us.  David and I are proud of our daughter, and rightly so.  Go, Lisa, go!

My niece, Shanna, is now in ICU, following liver surgery.  Let’s all keep her in our thoughts and prayers.

My neighbor, George

September 24, 2017


This is my photo of George, the man in the middle, and his second wife, the woman wearing a pink dress.  I invited them to a dinner party in my home in 2010.


My neighbor, George, will be 99 years old next month.  He still drives his car, reads the newspaper daily, decorates his Christmas tree every December, and lives alone.

He has had two wives — the first died at age 80.  Then, George remarried, and his second wife died at age 92.  He transported his second wife’s remains back to California, where she is buried next to her first husband.  When George dies, he will be buried next to his first wife.

He has two children and four grandchildren.  His son comes by and does his yard work monthly.

I invited George twice to my home for dinner, once with his first wife, and then with his second wife.

He telephoned me during the previous presidential election and said, “May I come by and talk to you about Mitt Romney?  I am working on his campaign.”

I replied, “I am voting for Barack Obama, because he is an island son.”

Another time, George called and said, “May I come by and discuss my Mormon faith with you?”

I replied, “I am an atheist.  But, if I ever go back to church, it will be the Catholic church, since I was baptized as one.”

George is a very nice, sweet neighbor.  I admire him for his independence and longevity.  If he can live so well without a caregiver, why can’t we?  He will be 99 next month, mind you.  Wow!

Gardens and Shanna

September 22, 2017

There are some nice gardens in my neighborhood.  When I compare them with gardens in the Pacific Northwest, the gardens in Hawaii are quite different.  Of course, we grow plants that can tolerate the heat and humidity here.  Nothing wrong with diversity, I say.

These are my photos of gardens in my neighborhood:




My nephew’s wife, Shanna, has liver cancer and will be undergoing surgery on Monday.  Recovery is expected to last two months.  Please keep her in your thoughts and prayers.

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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