November 26, 2010

Happy Thanksgiving!

This year, we opted not to cook at home. It was the extended family's 2nd year doing this but our immediate family's first time joining them as last year we were in Kona for Thanksgiving. We went out to eat at Tsukiji's, a Japanese buffet of all things. So unconventionally, I ate loads of sushi for Thanksgiving! Which makes me happy yet unsatisfied at the same time. By the way, apparently these Japanese cooks don't know how to make turkey gravy without including a taste of curry in it. Y-U-C-K! For this special occasion, they included turkey and ham on their buffet line. Like always, I smothered my white meat turkey in gravy - THE BEST PART!! But, when I ate it...it was so yucky! The gravy completely ruined the turkey when it is supposed to make turkey all the more yummy! I was so disappointed. I couldn't eat it. I can't even describe the taste - it was really dark brown - with some sweetness to it and that curry taste. It was almost like weak curry that they decided would work on a turkey. It didn't.

Luckily, I bought my 22 pound turkey which is sitting in the freezer. I will roast it soon and will drown my white meat in edible and satisfying GRAVY! Yum, can't wait! I love turkey!



After lunch, we went home for a bit then the kids and I dragged Daddy to see Tangled! We all loved it and Daddy stayed up for most of it, I think. While we all love the Disney movies - it was extra exciting for Dallen and I because we are are big Chuck fans and 'Chuck' is the voice of Flynn Rider! It was a great movie - the animation is great, really beautiful but of course, the chameleon and the horse steal the show. Now all I hear in the van is I See The Light and I've Got a Dream over and over...the kids will have it no other way!

So, that was our Thanksgiving. One more holiday down...

Random pictures of Chyler to follow - not sure why, but she's cute so there's no reason necessary. :)

November 18, 2010

Uncle Masaya passed away today

Uncle Masaya passed away today. I was blessed to be at the hospital so I could say a final goodbye. Last week Tuesday, he fell while getting out of the car - Aunty thinks that he felt faint or got dizzy - anyway, he fell straight backwards hitting his head on the cement. He got a brain bleed from the impact. The really bad part of it was that he has a heart problem for which he takes blood thinners, but his brain bleed wouldn't stop and he needed a blood clotting medicine - but that would have affected his heart. So, for a week he stayed in the ICU hoping that everything would normalize on its own. This morning, he had a massive stroke and his blood pressure was dropping. Aunty and Eric kept him on blood pressure meds until everyone in the family could come by to say their goodbyes. Right before he passed, he opened his eyes a final time...I hope that he could see all of us there and feel of our love for him. He passed away peacefully at 1:30pm surrounded by his family.

I will always remember him as someone who was the most fun person to be around. When I was a kid, he would always play with me no matter what. He would toss me in the air, give me horsey rides, would let me jump from my Grandpa's mango tree into his arms. He was strong and active - loved the beach and picnics with the family. I remember him taking me to the beach and I would watch him swim laps at Ala Moana Beach. He was also the first to take me snorkeling. I went to Japan and Okinawa with he and Aunty Dorothy when I was 12 years old. I went through Christmas and New Years and even missed some school! It was a fun time - he showed me his hometown in Okinawa. We travelled up north in Japan to Takayama and had a snowball fight there. My first and only experience with snow. He was a World Ward II veteran for the Japanese military but spent most of his career as a cook for Flamingo. I remember going to the old Flamingo, which is now Restaurant Row, all the time - he used to serve me french fries and teri beef. I also got to go in the back where he showed me the kitchen and let me stand in the huge freezer. But, I think his true passion was for gardening. He could grow anything and he would grow it BIG! He was always modest about his vegetables and fruits saying it wasn't that good or big enough but they were, believe me! I'll miss his hearty laugh, his smile and the way he would always make you feel that you were the person he wanted to see most in the world.

Take care Uncle...until we see each other again.

November 17, 2010

My daily schedule by Dallen

Dallen had Cub Scouts tonight and I'm guessing they had to #1 - write a note to someone (so he wrote to me) and #2 - write their daily schedule. This is the result...just in case you need deciphering...I'm including his wonderous spelling because it's part of his charm.

6:00 watch tv
brush teeth 7:01
eat breakfest 7:20
sneak stuff 7:30
to the car by 7:39
walk up to class 7:50
survive school (till 2:00)
go home 2:00
2:10 sit on couch until mom tells homework
grumble 2:11
Do homework 2:20
watch TV 5:00
cub scouts (weds) 6:00
bath 7:00
sleep (repeat) 9:00

His view of his schedule is pretty accurate although I think grumbling happens more than he says - 2:11 thru 2:19?? I'll have to remind him of that!


November 12, 2010

Laie Temple Open House

The Laie Temple has been closed for renovations for nearly 2 years and it will re-open on November 22, 2010. Prior to its rededication, the church gave everyone the opportunity to tour the newly renovated temple. What a wonderful blessing for our family to be able to share this special event together!

For the last month, we've been trying to prepare the kids through our Family Home Evenings for our temple visit. We've talked about how special and sacred the temple is, we've talked about the rooms we would see, we've talked about how we should act in the temple...so my hope was that they wouldn't be running up the stairs or yelling trying to hear their echo. Let me just say that they did very well while in the temple - I was very proud of them!

We decided to go to the open house yesterday afternoon. It was a "long, long, long" trip according to the kids. And sometimes Laie does feel like a long way away to us too. But, if I've realized anything while the temple was closed and not accessible, was that it truly is a blessing to have a temple just a short drive away.

We got to the temple just as the HUGE tide of visitors was dying down - since it was the Veteran's Day holiday, it was understandable that it would be busy - but we heard that it was crazy busy earlier in the day! Whew! (for missing that!)

Each of our kids had a different experience, I think, which is a good thing and since they are all of different ages...it is expected. The open house tour starts with a 12 minute video where they share the reasons why the temple is such an integral part of our faith and also the history of the church here in the islands. Then, you get to walk through the temple with a tour guide.



Prior to going through the temple, a host mentioned no picture taking in the temple, no cell phones, etc...they also mentioned that there were cookies in the refreshment tent after the tour - Austen perked up at the prospect of getting to eat cookies. Oh, by the way...the cookies were SO GOOD according to my 4 cookie experts.

One thing that I'll treasure is watching my children experience the temple for the first time. Here's a bit of my observations:

Dallen, 9, was very attentive through the video presentation as well as through the temple tour. He listened closely as the guide explained each room. In one of the instruction rooms on the 2nd floor, as they were explaining the murals on the walls representing our lives here on earth, he leaned over and whispered, "Is the Celestial room on the third floor?" I nodded. He said, "Oh, I get it." He explained to me later what "he got" exactly and I was in awe of my son who understood that we need to work our way back to heaven in order to be with our Heavenly Father again. He was solemn, reverent, and interested throughout our visit. He told me later that the Celestial room was the nicest. I agree with him.

Austen, 6, walked reverently through the temple. He normally speaks loudly and likes to run and jump in order to get most places. But as we walked through the temple, he was as reverent as a Mother could want their 6-year-old boy to be. He tried out a chair in every room, sitting on each for a moment before getting up again. He did ask once how long more would we be in the temple because he was looking forward to the cookies.

Brennen, 4, walked through the temple - never running, jumping, or speaking loudly. Whew! As we were preparing for our temple visit, we reminded him that the temple is the Lord's house and that he lives there. So, Brennen was fully anticipating that he would see Jesus Christ there. In each room, he whispered to me - "I don't see Jesus Christ yet." I tried to explain, as I had prior to coming, that you can feel Jesus Christ in your heart while you are in the temple. But, through each room, he kept informing me that he didn't see Jesus yet. After our tour, he wasn't at all disappointed that he didn't actually SEE Jesus Christ. But I did notice as we were leaving the Temple Visitor's Center, he climbed onto the base of the Christus - to which I said, "Brennen, get down!" - and he quickly put his hand on the statue's foot. Then, he jumped down and ran to me saying, "I touched Jesus Christ!", smiled really big, and then ran outside like the 4-year-old boy he is. It really was a testimony to me of the love that our Savior has for the little children and of their innate knowledge of his love for them. My normally shy little boy really wanted to see Jesus Christ. He wanted to have some sort of physical connection to Jesus Christ and he finally found a way to do it. Thinking back on it, I have a greater understanding of just how wonderful and kind our Savior must be, where little children would flock to even his image in similitude. Oh, and later on Brennen mentioned to me that he "felt Jesus in his tummy." I think he meant in his heart but since he's so small, they are relatively close in proximity. :)



Chyler, 2, loved the Bride's room. She absolutely loved the mirrors and those lights. She kept touching the crystal on the lights of the vanity. She and I had a special moment as she looked at herself in the mirror with me behind her smoothing out her hair. She looked at me and I looked at her in the mirror and I realized that the day of her own marriage would come sooner than I think or would like, for that matter. I often wish my kids would "grow up" because little ones can be so demanding. I often say that I don't really think I'll miss this age. But, I'll probably miss this age, right?! I think that when they are off on their own with their own families, I'll miss having my own little family and having them here with me all the time. I'll miss the time where they'll see their Mommy as the most important person in their lives. As we continued to walk through, Chyler wanted to hold my hand...which she never likes to do. So we walked hand in hand through most of the tour - she only let go to try to pet the oxen in the baptistry.

I hope that through this experience, they will get a slight understanding of how sacred and special the temple is and that it truly is the house of God. I'm grateful that they got to see the place where Mommy and Daddy come each month when we say "we're going to the temple!" They'll remember the rooms that they saw and know that we leave them because doing the Lord's work is so important. I hope they remember that our family is sealed for eternity and that we'll be a family for eternity...if, like Dallen observed, we work to get back to our Father in Heaven. They may drive me nuts on a daily basis but I can't see myself without my family. As he said in the video presentation, Elder Jeffrey R. Holland could not envision heaven without his wife, without his children. It would not be heaven without them. It wouldn't be for me either.

November 2, 2010

More evidence we live in the sticks

If the cock-a-doodle-dooing all day & night is not enough, the scene just outside our backyard fence just proves my point...we live in the sticks. Okay, maybe not the BIG STICKS...but maybe, the little sticks...just a bit.

It's a daily occurrence that we see families of chickens - there are roosters aplenty...but as I was in the backyard today, I heard something run out from the brush of our neighbor's trees and bushes. It was a wild pig...actually, a boar. And like a dumb person, I ran into the house to get my camera to snap a picture. As I got closer (did I mention I was making dumb moves today?), it saw me and took off the same way it came. Luckily, it was the opposite way from our backyard and ME!

Better late than never. Right?

So, if you scroll down a bit...you can see Brennen sleeping with his pumpkin that he chose on his class field trip to the pumpkin patch. That was 2 weeks before Halloween so I told him that we needed to "serve" (as he put it) the pumpkin closer to Halloween because it will get rotten. And of course, for the bad Mommy I am (at times), Halloween came and went and the pumpkin still did not have a face.

So, this morning we both happened to get up early so I had a nice opportunity for one on one time with Brennen and we carved/served his pumpkin. He drew the face and took out the seeds. I used his pattern to cut the jack-o-lantern's face. He was so proud! And...he's so sweet...he didn't really care if Halloween was done already. He was just happy to do it!

Good job Brennen!