Happy Dance

It's nice to be home. I get to sleep in my own bed. I get to be greeted by a cat happy to see me. I get to see my flowers in bloom. (Black-eyed Susans in the picture.)

I get back to my scale. 130 pounds lost. Happy dance time!

Hoarding Paper Goods

Can you call shopping on Amazon an addiction? It's not like I'm buying electronics or clothes or stuff I don't need. I buy practical stuff. Toilet paper, paper towels, Kleenex, air freshener, coffee. It's not like I'm paying all that much, either. Their Subscribe and Save discount, plus their coupon, plus a price reduction. Certainly cheaper than the sales at the grocery store.

But now that I finally got to go downstairs and organize my shelves I realized I might have let things get out of control. Sure looks pretty on my shelves, though!

Keys on Knees

A record long physical therapy session. Grocery shopping. Unloading the car from our time in Boise. Unpacking groceries. Helping hubby get his classroom ready. Celebrating hubby's birthday. All squished into one very long exhausting day.  The knee, the head, and the body are all screaming from the combination of busy activities. 

Can't forget about the driving. Today was the first day I've driven since surgery. As the knee has been getting stronger, I didn't see it would be much of a problem. But being I'm only wearing shorts because of the still-tender scar, a problem did present itself. 

When you drive, where do your dangling car keys hit? Mine? 

The Universe is on my Side

Iselle isn't the first hurricane I've dodged. Where was I before Katrina hit? At a conference in New Orleans.

With this Iselle one we really cut it close. The flight we took last night? If we happened to be ending our vacation today here's what we would have found:

The Universe continues to look out for my best interests. We're home in Idaho while Hawaii prepares for the one-two punch. Category 1 Iselle hitting the Big Island as I type this, with category 3 Julio set to hit this weekend.

Oh, and there was an earthquake there today.

I'm always thankful for the Universe.

Leaving Things Behind

The good thing about traveling is you can come home with a lighter suitcase than when you left.

We make it a practice to take holey socks and worn out undergarments on our trips so we can toss them while away, leaving us less left to pack on the return trip home. On this trip we have left behind the usual socks and undergarments. With me dropping pounds, I also brought along clothes that were several sizes too big, knowing it'd be the last time I'd get to wear them. Goodbye nightgown, pair of shorts, and tshirts. Also goodbye to a pair of sandals that busted on the trip. Goodbye to the most delicious of fruit - white pineapple - from the local farmers market. (That stuff was delish!)

We're also leaving an island under a hurricane warning. A state of emergency has been declared by the governor, libraries and schools are being closed (yep, they start the new school year early in Hawaii), and workers will be sent home early on Thursday. Our hotel is prepping their ballroom, the place in the building made to be hurricane and tsunami safe, where guests will camp out during the storm.

With our late night Wednesday flight out we are managing to miss the hurricane by just a few hours. By the time we arrive in Boise Thursday afternoon the damage may have already begun. Crossing fingers for a good outcome in paradise.