Saturday, September 27, 2014

Happy Birthday, Een!

So, as you get older your life priorities shift, don't they?
You choose to spend time and share your life with the people who... add something to your life.
The people who, no matter what time it is, no matter where you are - well, they're there.

Enter, my friend Een. (aka Iris Took)

My sweet friend who started out as merely a friend's cousin that I'd see every now and then has morphed into what feels less like a cousin and more like a sister. We're family now. She's "Aunt Een" to my kids.

Impressive, no?
Een,
AHhhhhhh... I love you. (My entire family does.)

Man. You.just.get.it. And, you get me.
I could go on and on about all of the ways you're great, but here's a somewhat abridged synopsis of my feelings:

You demonstrate empathy on a regular basis.
You strive to understand how others feel. When I cry, you cry.
You also have zero tolerance for idiots. Because, well...
You are the single-most funny woman I know. I mean, hands down.
Your hair should have its own facebook page.
You have a Chewbaca phone cover. It has fur. Amazing.
You don't judge my love for Subway cold cut combos.
You love my girls.
You are sweet and honest and ethical and so, so great.
I am "me" when I'm with you.
And you are an incredible Mom.

I could go on and on.

When my Mom died, you didn't know how to help me, so you texted me the most entertaining (and unfortunate) photos of your tween and teen years so that I could laugh. It was amazing.

(I still look at these pictures.)

Again, you just get it.

I love you, Een. I really do. I am so happy that you were born!

I have all the love for you. Happy Birthday!

Love,
ky

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Tuesday, September 23, 2014

Definitely affordable

This looks like an affordable option for my family of four.

Too bad it's just shy of our budget of $6000 per person, per ticket...

I mean, $7,064 per person, per ticket?

Right.


Monday, September 22, 2014

Happy Birthday to my brother.

Strong and kind.
Honest and loyal.
Comforting and loving.
Powerful and true.
Determined and humble.

I could keep going on, brother.

Dear Bry,
I love you so much.
I actually write this with tears in my eyes because obviously our "siblingness" is special to me, but you're my friend, too.

One of my best friends.

I can count count on you.

There's something about growing older and having ties to the past with only a few others and I treasure our history; you're one of a few who have been in my life since the day I was born. You just get it.

I love that our kids are growing up together; I love way they laugh and giggle and play and crack up.

And I know that you, just like me, smile when you watch them because it's just so cool.

Just like I did when I was a kid, I love you to the moon and back, Bry.
You're the best. You really are.

Even Vivi thinks so. "I love my Uncle Bry. He's my favorite boy."

I am so glad you were born. Happy, happy birthday.

Love,
ky


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Saturday, September 20, 2014

Update: Hurricane Odile

Hello all,
Craig, the girls and I evacuated on Friday, morning.

More to come.

We're safely in the States. But as soon as we stepped onto U.S. ground there was no overwhelming wave of relief -- instead we wish we were both back in our communities... continuing to help.

Right now, I have no words except thank you for the prayers. They lifted and protected us.

Kylee

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Sunday, September 14, 2014

Honestly, ENOUGH. On Hurricane Odile.

In the eight years we've lived here we've never once experienced a category 4 hurricane. I think the strongest we've ever felt was a 1 or a 2.



Cabo has never felt a category 4 hurricane.



Tropical storm Odile decided to become a full-fledged big-girl hurricane and is now racing toward the Baja peninsula at a rate of approximately 125-135 mph.

Whoa.

We've battened down our hatches. (Plywood is serving as window coverings, as are heavy rugs over sliding doors that are shielded by rain.)



Am I nervous? Absolutely.

This is not small.

So is Ferg. I wish I still had a baby carrier of some sort because she really wants to be with me. Closely. All of the time.

I'd just like to say, "Uncle".

This week has been insanity.  It's encompassed all of the following: sudden hearing loss, a robbery, the one-year-anniversary of my Mom's passing, my Dad's 67th birthday - for which he too, isn't on earth to celebrate, also the logistics of moving including re-doing a kitchen, buying faucets, phone issues and more. (Yay for living in a culture where I'm required to speak a language that is not my first.)

Currently, we are anticipating the riding out the storm in our somewhat-packed old house, while our cars are riding out the storm in the garage at our new house.

Honestly?

ENOUGH.

ENOUGH FOR ONE WEEK.

They tell us it's going to start getting bad this evening.

It's 4:19 p.m. and the rain has come... it's getting louder.

The view from inside our courtyard.

Sigh.

I hope that by some act of God our A/C doesn't go... I mean, life in a closed up house when you can't open the windows isn't fun. Especially when it's 80 degrees outside.

But alas, there's been a rumor that if/when the wind get to be "too much" they'll shut off electricity to prevent the blowing of transformers, etc.




How would you like that coming straight at you?

Your prayers are appreciated.

This is big.

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Stay tuned to advisories here:

http://www.nhc.noaa.gov/text/refresh/MIATCPEP5+shtml/141453.shtml

And also here.

And my favorite: http://www.eebmike.com


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Thursday, September 11, 2014

Acknowledgement

As an American, I must observe today.

Sigh.


As his daughter, I must also observe this day.

My Dad (Vivi's twin) would have been 67 today.

Happy Birthday, Dad.

I love you to the moon and back.


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Wednesday, September 10, 2014

I hope this veers a little west...

We had a little hurricane last week (Norbert) and now we have Tropical Storm Odile coming directly at us.


 Ah, hurricane season...



I certainly hope she moves in the other direction.

Now on to the name, "Odile."



Here's what it means:
Odile is a French name meaning "wealthy, fortunate."
Odile is a variant of the Old German name Odila, and its meaning is "fortunate or prosperous in battle".

Tropical storms and hurricanes don't often evoke "fortunate" feelings for me.

And it's very clearly, not popular:


The more you know... (chime, chime, chime... who remembers that?)


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