I didn't finish my creative crafts today so I don't have anything artsy crafty to show.
I am however over at . I've written a post about addiction, should be a good read. Do come over and show some love and support..thanks.
When their adult children arrive to arrange the funeral, they discover boxes and boxes full of love letters that their father wrote to their mother each week on Wednesday. As they begin to open and read the letters. the children uncover the shocking truth about their past.
In addition, each one must deal with present-day challenges. Matthew has a troubled marriage, Samantha is a single mother, and Malcolm is the black sheep of the family who has returned home after a mysterious two-year absence.
Did that catch your attention yet? LOL It did mine. As soon as I read that I just have to read the book to see what secrets the couple has been hiding. Of course the book also talked about forgiveness. I love the fact that the husband, Jack, love his wife so much that he made the committment on their wedding day that every week on Wednesday he would write a letter to his wife whether she was in the same room or another state. It was totally sweet and romantic. Sometimes his letters were long and descriptive, other times it's short and sweet.
Anyways, as the review above read, the couple died in each other's arm. Jack has been battling a terminal illness so everyone have anticipated that he would soon be gone but no one in their wildest imaginings can picture that Laurel would die on the same night as Jack...in fact, she died of an heart attack and minutes before Jack died. On his final breath, he wrote his last letter to his wife.
I find incredibly hard that the kids didn't even know anything at all about the letters, that they only discovered those boxes in the basement. My first reaction to it was "what?! How can that be? Don't kids usually explore that they discover things that parents often think they've hidden from them?" Obviously, those kids must not be that into exploring...LOL. But then as I read further, I guess you could say I am glad they didn't see those letters while the parents were still alive. You see, the dad when writing to the mom, he recounted everything, day to day life that there was a secret that they had kept from the kids, he revealed it all in his letters. When the grown kids read those particular letters, there were some contentions, anger and feelings of betrayal. But I am definitely not going into detail about what that secret is. You can can find out for yourself by reading the book.
Yes, I would recommend anyone to read this book. It's a great read and totally worth the time and the money.
Aloha all....
It's that time again...WIMTS Wednesday. I do look forward to this day because you see, I need to express exactly what I meant to say that I otherwise cannot say in real life sometimes. And my sanity totally depends on this, that's why I chose to participate in this weekly post...It's actually fun and I encourage any of you to try it, if not for any other reason then let it be for the fun part. So, here goes nothing:
To my son when I told him to take the garbage out yesterday. What I meant to say was...take all the garbage out of the house and deposit them in the big gigantic gray garbage can at our front gate, not just the kitchen garbage but every garbage in the house and don't leave them behind the back door where all that garbage is starting to pile up to look like it's the garbage dump itself.
To my daughter when I told her to wash the dishes. What I meant to say was don't just wash plates only...washing the dishes means you wash all the plates, bowls, silver wares, the pots and pans we cook with, all the serving dishes and for the love of all that is holy, will you please wipe down the counter and behind the kitchen sink so that there's not a huge puddle of water sitting on the counter that it practically looks huge enough for a person to fall in and drown herself?!!
Seems like lately when I tell the kids to do their chores, they've been doing the job haphazardly. Now it's your turn...hook up with Chief and play her game or just click on the tag up there.
Mahalo and happy blogging to ya!! God bless!!
It was THE perfect night...we had it at Swirl's house. All the kids were out of the house, her older boys were sent to a Ward activity while the youngest son was taken to my house to be watched by the daughter. And the food...it was absolutely delicious.
Here we are...Swirl and I in her kitchen getting the food ready before the hubs showed up.
We had Argentinian steak with Jasmine rice which our friend Isabelle, before she left for the concert, was kind enough to prepare for us, the seasoning at least. And I made stir-fry Zucchini to go with the main dish.Oh, we totally went out with this dinner date. Each of us had an assignment: our friend Isabelle was in charge of the main dish, the steak and the Jasmine rice, I was in charge of making a stir-fry zucchini to go with the main dish...for appetizers, I made spinach/pastry wheel and Swirl made her famous specialty drink called Lime Slushy. And for dessert, we made brownie which was cut in heart shaped and topped with vanilla ice-cream squirted with some chocolate syrup. Yum!!!
First suitor who showed up was my hubby...as soon as he walked in the door, Swirl gave him the drink and told him to have a seat, put up his feet, relax and enjoy the drink. See the look on his face? He couldn't believe his good fortune, u know to be pampered by two gorgeous babes...ahahahah. (Of course, I have to confess to him that while he's at work, once a month I played the role of fine dining cook...LOL..I think he actually gave me an incredulous look that said exactly, "and why haven't I seen any result of that cooking? LOL...kidding.)
Then came Swirl's hubby. She gave the drink and told him the same thing she told my hubby, to relax and enjoy his drink, that dinner will be served in five minutes. Of course we gave them the appetizers to hold them over til dinner is ready.
Here we are showing off our finished products and taking turn serving our hubbies their dinner.I think Swirl and I might have overdone it a little because my hub was still holding his breath wondering what am I up to and how much that was gonna cost him and the first thing that came out of Swirl's hubby's mouth was: "I feel like we've been set up." How rude!! We did a great thing and they had suspicions. Of course, Swirl and I were in such good mood, so proud of our accomplishments, we even decided to play along and feed on their suspicions that after we finished eating I looked over at Swirl and said; "should we tell them now?"
Both hubbies threw their hands up in the air and declared, "we knew it, you girls were up to something!" Ahahahah...it was really fun teasing them like that. Of course, we had to reassure them that we were joking. We really did want them to have a great night and all that month's preparation to put together that night was a way to show how much we love them and appreciate all they do for us. After which, Swirl brought out a game of Sequence for us to play for the rest of the evening. I know, I was enjoying the evening so much I forgot to continue taking pictures. We had a great time...my hubby was so impressed and enjoyed himself so much he couldn't stop talking about it. Every time anyone asked him what we planned to do for Valentine's day he'd tell them, my wife treated me to a wonderful dinner and of course, he would recount in detail of our fun night.
Swirl and I are planning for more of these fun date nights....hopefully our other cooking partner and her hubby will be able to make it next time. I do look forward to more of this kinda dates. Thanks Swirl and hubby for the use of your home and for a great night. Thanks hub for being a great sport and for cancelling meetings and other obligations for that night to spend it with me.
So, there ya have it...I promised last week I was going to put some crafty something something and I am keeping my word. Hope you like my little creations today. Have a great day blogging and God bless!!
You have a problem with my son, call me for heaven's sake. Don't say you've been meaning to get a hold of me and then go whining to the principal's office about my son. And another thing, stop comparing my son to his older sister who was in your class a few years ago. I get it, she was a good student, very obedient and happens to like you and your class, that doesn't mean my son will be the same way. Just cuz they come from the same two parents doesn't mean they will act the same way.
And while we're at it...maybe you're just too boring for my son to sit in your class and listen to your monotonic voice for six hours of the day, ever think about that? Sheesh, all I wanted to do was to get a class list to make some valentine treats for the kids and you had to go to all whiny on me...ever heard of the right time and place for everything?"
Now, it's your turn, hit up Chief at her place and play along.
We had a couple of unexpected visitors that night. Yep, the missionaries showed up and mom pulled them in to the be entertainment people that night...LOL. Oh yeah, don't pay attention to the back of that head in the picture...that was Step trying to see the reaction on Chris' face to see how he liked his cake. All in all, it was a great day...the roast turned out great and everyone had indigestion that night....ahahah, kidding.
Two nights before that...my son Joey participated in our Ward annual Cub Scout Derby Race. I tell ya, he was soo excited to be in the race that everyday after school for two weeks, that was all he talked about and as soon as Kev gets home from work, Joey's pulling out the door so they can go into the garage to build his car. (I think dad had more fun making the car himself.) They worked really hard to make the car just the way they wanted.
I took a lot of pictures that night but I'm not going to post all of them on here today, we'll be here all day. I put the last four races on here...first, the final four, then the final three and then the final two. My son's car is the white one that's leading the race.Here is his car again...in first place, again. Look at it go!
Now, it's down to the last two, it's a bit of a close race but as you can see my son's car is first, again! Yes, I do sound like I'm bragging and I'm not going to be ashamed to admit that. He and his dad worked really hard on his car, he even fell asleep a couple of times in the garage from his exhaustion...eheh. (I wish I had thought to take picture of him sleeping in there, it was soo cute. And no, we didn't leave him in there all night.)
Here they are...the whole troop from our ward.The three squatting are the first, second and third place winner...from left to right. Look how happy they are. So my son's car came in first, the boy in the middle's came in second and the boy with the red shorts' car came in third. (Notice how my son is not wearing his uniform and not all the boys' uniforms are in coordination? LOL...that's how we roll here in Hawaii..anything goes...no care the uniform brah, we go wear the slippahs and we do good, yeah! LOL. I am so not good at this slang.)
Here's the winner! Now he gets to go to the Makaiki derby that will be coming up in the next few months where all the troops from Hawaii get to compete. Last year, he won second place from our ward and he went to the Makaiki and competed...his car won first place for our district. Anyways, he looks really anxious to dig into his bag of goodies in this picture so I will let him go for now...lol.
Anyways, I am just so proud of my boys. Even when they are pushing my buttons, trying to see how far they can push mom to her lose her temper, they sure add meaning to my life. I hope y'all enjoy this little bit of bragging I feel for my boys.
I ♥ you, Chris and Joey!! Thanks for being part of my family. And thanks y'all for reading....hope you're day is a good one. God bless!!