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Well, trip number three is almost under my belt.

Trip three, the totally dedicated to sightseeing and spending probably way too much money trip is almost a part of history. I think that we crammed a month worth of sightseeing into five or six days, but I have to say that I enjoyed (almost) every minute of it. I got to see the wonderful world of Kokusai Street, with more nooks and crannies than an english muffin....got to see my baby granddaughter walk for the first time, well, actually, she ran. I got to hear at least two new words from my oldest granddaughter and we played together more this time than the other two times combined, and I spent probably waaayyy too much money on my grandkids. Oh, well, that's what Grandmas are for, I'm told! The weather here has been almost picture perfect which allowed for some pretty interesting pictures of the locals and some of the surrounding scenery. I wished that we had been able to get up to the northern part of the Island where some of the more spectacular beaches are, but with tw

Gads! I'm pooped!

We just walked a hundred miles...I'm sure of it! Just kidding, but my hips are screaming that they will have their revenge. I'm in Okinawa (again! Lol!), and we decided to hit the biggest tourist trap on the Island...Kokusai Street. This street is amazing. Not only are there nooks and crannies filled with artisans and little Mom and Pop stores, but there are vegetable stands, fruits stands, street actors, its definitely something worth seeing. While we were there, the local television studio was doing a spot on, well, I don't know, but they were doing a spot on something. There was a little play going on with the Power Rangers. We went by a street actor who caught Andrea's eye...she even went up to him and gave him a high five! I think we went down, oh, I don't know, fifty million side streets and stores in four hours time and didn't even scratch the surface of what's out there. I had the opportunity to wear a kimono for about five minutes, then ditche

Trust me....alarmist is not my normal state of being...

..but I think that this bears stating. If you don't know how to cook without the microwave, then you'd better learn. Seriously, folks. Have you looked at the price of gas lately? How about the cost of a pound of regular  hamburger or chicken? Meat is climbing steadily, a head of lettuce is small and over a dollar a head , potatoes are expensive. Gas has hit over the 3.50 mark again  and we are well on our way to possible 5.00 a gallon by summer. Think that doesn't really mean a lot? Think again. It takes fuel to get the produce to market. It takes fuel to get the cattle, fowl, whatever you eat meat-wise to the slaughter houses and on your table. The price of gas is going to affect everything we do . The time to prepare is now. I have always been a fan of cooking from scratch, this year I've stepped it up exponentially with the concession stand. I have thoroughly enjoyed bringing fresh, home-cooked from scratch desserts to the folks at the auction. My reward is havin

Hmm...

It occurs to me that as we stumble through life to the other end of it that we don't often stop to realize the impact made on our lives or by the same token the lives that we impact. This journey, with all of its twists and turns, mountain tops and valleys, pits and level ground...well, it seems like it whizzes past us and before we know it, it's time to go Home, wherever that is for some. I had the honor of doing my first interview with a dear friend for the online magazine, Living Faithfully .  It was while I was sitting there and chatting with her and catching up with each other that I realized how much she had impacted me and I her. We talked about how she wrote her book, Antithesis, while we were working and there was down-time, and about how she had encouraged me in my writing. We talked about our kids and how they've grown and good grief, how they won't stop talking for even a nano-second! Some of the things that came to my mind not only during the interview, b