July 2012 Halfway through Summer
Summer is half over and I am still waiting for it to arrive. I have come to the conclusion that as I slow down in life and am losing my perpetual "SPARKLE" that Kent is falling in behind me. He is a workhorse and thinks little of fun, play or entertainment since I am the one who has always been the creator and instigater. I am not complaining mind you, but in a way I think that he is relieved and not even aware of it. Always the dutiful husband and father, he is glad to come home, eat dinner and settle in to his scripture studies. He teases that he is a facbook widow and I am now becoming the text widow. Editing and adding are his pursuits at the computer.
We occasionally get to babysit our little KenKen who is very vocal now and totally attentive to everything around him. He is eating squash and peas, and maybe more has been added this week. He lets you know that the food is not going in fast enough. His sounds are accompanied by louder complaints as we move from dish to mouth! He rolls over and is working very hard to get his knees under him so he can propel forward. Two little bottom teeth have broken through as of the last week of June. He'll be 7 months old on July 22. He would really love a turtle with wheels or a skateboard to drive himself around.
I want to digress to last Sunday when Kent said he was going to be speaking in church. He often does not share what I think are important details about his life. I asked who the other speakers are and he said the High Priests quorum presidency. That went right over my head. It turns out that he was called as a first counselor to President Martinez and so we had a very nice group of talks on the power and responsibility of the priesthood. My attention was riveted for a change. And there were no screaming children nearby. We came home to our pre-cooked chicken dinner. And I continued to assist Benjamin in getting over his 3 day battle with the flu, only to waken on Monday morning myself with fever and terrible sore throat. I doused myself with the appropriate natural meds and doTerra oils and rested all day with little forays up and about to keep from becoming weak. Feel rotten today with no fever so am restless to be up and functioning. All in good time. Kent said he would come home early. Blessings.
Our son, Mike and Daughter Hiroko are at a loss as to what to do about their future. He is not getting an airline job. He has been called to teach Math again at Mc Kinley. He has a flight student and expects to have more in the next few weeks, so that will become his second job. Hiroko wants to purchase a home but first get out of Hawaii. Focus is on a less expensive but affordable home. She can transfer to Hilton in Vegas for example. Her picture of married life has taken a decidedly distorted view from "Dad working and supporting and Mom home with the babies." Moreover her Japaneses thinking and culture dictates that the man is the breadwinner. It's difficult to let go of the dream and see how most people really live and survive. We all like to remain in our mental bubble.
Accepting the alternatives is a bitter pill to swallow.
Simon as a doggy pet has become so mellow. He will walk alongside us without a leash and get into the car after a few obligatory sniffs and markings. No more is he inspired to dart to the beach with our futile calls and whistles after him. We have concluded that he can read our minds.
Our home is a big responsibility and is feeling more and more like an insurmountable mountain. I guess this has come about in the last year or so since my speed under foot is cut way down and endurance is nil. Kim comes twice a week to deliver her amazing massages to keep my muscles relaxed and circulation flowing. She is starting her Spa very soon and I will be her technical advisor and supervisor over the operation in exchange for the massages. What a deal!..I love helping new, aspiring entrepeneurs.
What will be will be, Que Sera, Sera as Doris Day used to sing. And on that note, Aloha until the next burst of writing inspiration flows to the top.
