Dear Friends,
I know it’s been too long since I’ve blogged when wordpress has signed me out of my account. There was that one unpublished post from last week when I ranted and raved about life being wild and overwhelming. But then I decided to just deal with it –this is my life– and I’ve been much happier since. Happier and more composed. Less catatonic in the face of adversity.
We went camping over the weekend. We had a campground all to ourselves, air mattresses in the concrete pavilion, a grill, and a refrigerator. I could see the ocean from my bed. The full moon was as bright as a street lamp, but infinitely more beautiful. It was perfect, perfect, perfect. Even including the competition for most mosquito bites. (Levi and I seem to be the most immune, Devo and Amelie the most bitten, Lia somewhere in the middle.)
Monday we bought the mount for my step dad’s flat screen and spent the afternoon mounting it and rearranging the living room. Jesse (my step dad) is currently in the Philippines at a golf tournament, so this is our surprise Christmas and 50th birthday present for him. Amelie and Levi were sleeping, so Lia got to spend some time at Grandma Ruby’s all by herself for the first time. She helped clear the lunch table, helped sort nuts for Grandma’s famous nut butter, and induced Grandma into playing somewhere between 14 and a million rounds of Go Fish.
Tuesday was a holiday for my mom (public schools here follow the Catholic calendar, so she was off for Immaculate Conception). We took everything out of her room, rearranged the furniture, organized the stuff, and put it all back in by lunchtime on Wednesday. Including a trip to the pool and dinner with my cousin’s wife and baby.
Grandma and Grandpa wanted to know when the home decorators were coming over to their side of the street, so today we mounted their new flat screen TV and we will rearrange their living room tomorrow or Sunday. 
We think of this as our contribution to three months worth of rent.
Liana’s bell choir Christmas schedule has started — their bell choir plays at different hotels and functions all through the Christmas season. She has something pretty much every night/afternoon through till Christmas. We’ve still managed to keep swimming, though.
My aunt Donna is set to come for a visit starting next Wednesday. She’ll be staying and Grandma and Grandpa’s so that will add a new dimension to our daily routines.
Today Levi figured out that crawling is a legitimate form of transportation. The world has become a big, exciting adventure. It’s so darling.
I’ve decided to go to yoga classes. I’m truly truly suffering without a regular class. There is one Sabbath morning that Devo and I might go to together while the kids go to church with my mom. My idea of a romantic Sabbath date.
We reach the midpoint of our sabbatical sometime in the next week or so. We haven’t decided yet when to start talking and thinking about the future. Maybe January. Seems like a misuse of sabbatical time to think about work.
I keep putting off blogging because all the pictures are on Devo’s computer. The obtaining of which would require at least one extra step in the process. I guess that it’s better to write without pictures than to never write at all…
Love, Leilani
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