Only in Hawaii – Turning on to Piilani Highway, Peter and I see a young man on scooter carrying a pink guitar under his arm. If only we had our cameras.
Reflections – We escaped Silicon Valley to rid ourselves of a high-stress lifestyle. We do not have much stress. We have nearly 100% control over our time. Yet we both admit to having nearly as many sleepless nights when we wake up pondering something important. Are we just high-stress (or high-thought) people?
Last Night’s Gecko Scoreboard: Peter -2, Mooshie -0. We are watching TV and hear a scuttle in the dining room. Peter gets up and sees Mooshie with a gecko in her mouth; tail protruding. He chases her with Widgit scurring downstairs as I am following turning lights on to view what is going on. Finally, we corner Mooshie and she drops the gecko on the stairway. He’s a 3-4 inch (normal full grown size). He seems to be fine and Peter guides him to safety behind a bookcase. Minutes later, we hear another scuffle downstairs and think that he’s come out and Mooshie has gotten him again. Peter finds Mooshie in the entry playing with a 2 inch little guy. This time, I chase Mooshie while Peter guides the little guy out the front door to safety. This is Hawaiian entertainment… I guess for Peter and Mooshie it is sport!