Ironically, after only a couple of days, my son-in-law happened to have a computer job assignment on the island of Maui. He had a connecting flight through Honolulu so we were able to grab a leisurely lunch at Sam Sneads with him before he met his partner and continued on to Maui. He'll be back on Oahu on Saturday and we'll see him again for dinner. This is his colleague's first time in Hawaii so it'll be even more special.
When we returned home, my mother said a tornado had touched down in Kapolei. A tornado? I could hardly believe her. There were NEVER tornadoes when I was growing up. I thought that was a Midwest thing. Well... not that I doubted her but here's what I found on the Honolulu Advertiser website. Sheesh!
KAPOLEI — A tornado that stretched several hundred feet into the air touched down and ripped through a section of the Kapolei Golf Course yesterday afternoon, sending a course employee to the hospital and damaging the facility.
I'm still jet lagged. I get tired every night when I usually do my blogging and fall asleep before I can get very far. Sigh.
KC NEWS: Remember how she refused to call me Grandma? We tried everything but she wouldn't do it. The day after we left, Tif was on webcam with our son, Jon and KC pointed to a photo of me and said, "Grandma." How did she know I was really getting pretty partial to Gobby. I started to actually like the original sound of it. Now she won't call me "Gobby." Art is still "Papa." She's only two years old but I swear she's getting the best of me.
