Mom flew the coop today. I think she had fun here at the hovel. She saw the local sights, did dishes and laundry and was darn good company. I love it when mom visits. Here she is on the lanai of our hotel room at Waikiki. Out of respect for the fact that she now abstains from drinking, I too spent the last 16 days on the wagon. You'd think I'd have lost a little weight doing that, but no-o-o-o-o-o-o. So tonight, I cracked open a bottle of dry rose from Spain, chilled to perfection. Very nice.Ron and I had big plans for the day after dropping mom off at the airport. We were going to come home, mow the lawn, wash the cars, power wash the driveway of tractor mud and finish the driveway gates I started building several months ago. But by the time we got home from Hilo Town, it was raining. Pouring, actually. So, we took a three hour nap. Again, very nice. About the only ambitious activity we could muster was to replace a bad light fixture on the lanai. Oh, and I wiped the floss flicks off the mirror. It's a funny thing about floss flicks. On one hand, they are disgusting; bits of debris that have been launched from between teeth with enough gooeyness and velocity to stick to the mirror. Eeeeew! On the other hand, it seems to me that a mirror covered with floss flicks is a sign of exceptional oral hygiene. That's just an observation.
A hui hou. Aloha!
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