Sorry it's taken so long for me to start posting again. You'll understand my motive and this title after you've finished this post. Thursday, Dad flew into Honolulu airport and I wasn't surprised to find that he'd already started taking pictures of the island from his seat on United. The three of us (Dad, Gus and I) spent our first day together running around trying to find 50 one dollar bills in numeric order.......something for Shane's chief thing. I learned something during that mess that I will pass on to you now...........if you are ever on a week long scavenger hunt, and they ask for ones in order, go to the bank and request them because if they don't have a couple days advanced notice your SOL. Now I can die saying that I gave helpful advice to everyone in my life.
Shane spent the night playing games with his little chief friends so we didn't see him until Friday morning. But lets back up a tad.......the storm hit early that morning. Gus got physically ill early that morning but seemed to be fine so we took him to the ceremony anyway. But by dinner time that night, at a restaurant, I was cleaning up puke off the table. You'd be proud Mom, I didn't even gag.
By the next morning I had the crud which by this time had begun making it's way from our bodies any way it could. Pleasant. Then Dad got it.......by Sunday we all were down with what I am convinced was wished upon us ( in jest of course) by someone we all know.....I won't name names..........KERI, you cursing nymph of satan. I've been teasing her all week. Anyway, after two trips to the doctors office and the ER and 5 days of feeling death we all feel better and plan or first trip out doors in some time. So there will be more pictures to come.
