Odds and ends

I did finish reading the blog I mentioned Sunday—at least until the point where Kent broke up with her. I realized that (a) she’s not the best writer, which sounds far snobbier than I want it to; and (b) from what I can tell of her personality on her blog, she and I wouldn’t be the kind of women to develop a friendship at all. That’s not true for the other blogs I read. I find those authors (both men and women) to be intriguing people in their own rights and I’d absolutely hang out with any of them any time.

Hawaii has been very busy work-wise which leaves no time to check out the sights. Our hotel is on Hilo Bay and I have an ocean view (see the picture on the left), which I love. My sisters are all about the mountains but I’m not—give me the ocean any time. I’m sure that’s because I grew up going to the shore every summer while they went to the Rockies.

I have gone running a couple of times and this morning’s run was particularly lovely because I ran along a road that is parallel to the bay. Plus I saw probably half a dozen feral cats. They are much smaller than cats on the mainland, and their heads are dinky. I’m sure that has a lot to do with a much smaller food supply, but it makes them all look like perpetual kittens. Seeing them made me smile and miss my own home, husband and cats all the more. Hawaii is nice but it’s not home.