September 11th
Yes, I still remember what I was doing that awful day. Leilani, our daughter, woke us up telling us to immediately go turn on the TV. We sat there in horror, watching the plane hit the second tower, crying for all the people trapped in the building.
I’m grateful that I can focus on the beauty around me today.

Nolemana had a doctor appt today and I was his designated driver (he’s fine).

But afterwards, since it was kinda sorta on the way home once I realized how close were were to it, I kinda sorta insisted that we stop by Funbonn. I haven’t been there in years, ever since the pandemic began, and there was stuff I really wanted to get. No kinda sorta about it…I needed it!




This was my small kine haul: fresh lychee (never dreamed I could still get them this time of year!), dried shrimp for ramen, kamaboko, sushi ginger, fresh coconuts, and best of all, ume!!



I miss Ed too. Dat kolohe buggah. I used to call him “the older brother I never wanted.” What I would give to have him hassle me again today.
I know what you mean. He was so kolohe, and loved to give me a hard time about plenny stuffs. But he had a heart of gold and I miss him so much!