I opened up my e-mail today to find that Indiana University has accepted me. Hooray! I wasn’t expecting an e-mail, but I’m glad it was a good one . . . it could have ruined my whole day. The funny thing is that they said they could have let me know way back in December or January when my application was finished, but since they didn’t match my GRE scores up with my application, it has taken all the way until now. Oh well. We are thrilled to have another option, but are still waiting for NYU’s decision. Keep your fingers crossed for us!
We also want to take this opportunity to apologize on behalf of all those pesky haoles for overthrowing your kingdom just when it was getting good for you. Sorry about that one.
So, to make it up to you and show that we really mean it, we have decided to give everybody the day off. This picnic’s for you, man.
Bente, Micah’s sister, was kind enough to send me some old letters Micah had written her while she was away at college (I assume). This one is my favorite:
I’m not that bad but I feel realy bad. I also have a bump on my head. I hope you feel better than me!
P.S. I hope you enjoy this letter as much as I enjoy yours.
On the other side is this:
I can’t decide what I like best about the whole thing. The fact that he clarified that he did not have a mustach? That his hair is mest up because Conan won’t cut it? The fake measles? I mean really, what’s not to love.
Bente, you totally made my week.
We received news that I’ve been accepted to Syracuse University’s Newhouse School of Communications. Yippee! Syracuse isn’t my first (or second, for that matter) pick, but it is a really good school, so I’m excited that they let me in. We’re expecting responses from my first and second choices in the next week or so, and then we can get down to business with this “moving back to the mainland” thing we’ve been talking about for months. Until we hear back from Indiana and NYU, though, we are thinking about the prospect of four feet of snow next winter. It would more than make up for all the snow we’ve missed while we’ve lived here, that’s for sure.
I’ve been meaning to give all ya’ll a house tour for some time now, but I have been too lazy to take all of the pictures that I planned to take. But recently I was inspired by Jodie’s ability to post video on their blog, and decided that a video would be much less work and much more effective at showing you just how cool our little apartment is.
So, sit back, relax, turn on your speakers and enjoy our cute, lovely, and beautiful video.
It has been a while since last we put our party-making skills to use so we felt that it was high time we did something awesome. We were inspired by Micah’s dream of having an Iron Chef competition with Easy-Bake Ovens, but since we don’t have an Easy-Bake and we don’t know anybody who does, we took our idea in a different direction. The result: the first (and only) Iron Chef: Laie! Competition.
We planned to have 4 courses prepared by 8 couples. Two couples would prepare the same course and compete against each other for prizes. Each couple would be given an envelope with the course they were to prepare and a secret ingredient they had to use in the course. Two couples were to make appetizers with mushrooms, two were to make salads with berries, two had an entree with peppers, and two a dessert with apples. Nobody could open their envelope until the night before the competition, and nobody was allowed to use a recipe. All the food had to be prepared by 6:00pm, when everyone would come to our house for the judging (and feasting). It was all well and good until we had a few non-respondents and a cancellation. Because Micah and I were sponsoring the competition, we felt obligated to make sure everybody had a dish to compete against. And, as luck would have it, although all of the envelopes were distributed randomly, we ended up with one of each course. If there had been two of the same course, we would have just discarded that course and made the others, but we felt it wouldn’t be fair if one couple didn’t have another to compete against, so we ended up making an appetizer, a salad, an entree, and a dessert.
Surprisingly, it didn’t take us as long to make everything as we thought it would, and we were actually finished by the 6:00 deadline when our friends started showing up. Everybody sampled everything, and then everybody voted on which of each course was the best. Prizes were awarded to the winners, and we spent the rest of the evening playing games and filling out March Madness brackets, and everybody went home happy. Unfortunately we weren’t on top of everything enough to get pictures of the competition in progress, so all we have to show for ourselves is the carnage that remained when all was said and done.
Well, it is the time of year we have all been waiting for, the time when the snow starts to melt (except here in Hawaii), the birds start to sing (except here in Hawaii, where they never stopped), flowers start to bloom (um, ditto), and young men’s thoughts turn towards that all-important event: The NCAA Basketball Championships. Yes, that is right, folks, March Madness is upon us. But we don’t really care about that. What we do care about is the fact that our child is less than two-months away from being born and the poor little guy doesn’t really have a name yet. So, we are asking for your help. Kind of.Although we don’t really care about who wins the b-ball competition (unless it is BYU, of course), we decided to copy the Big Dance format into a little experiment. We have narrowed our naming options down from thousands to 60. Or, more accurately, we have expanded our options as there are quite a few of the 60 that we would never actually consider. Still, we want to find out what you think . . . which of the 60 names would you choose? We have bracketed them in the traditional March Madness manner and even allowed 4 wild card spaces for you to insert your own favorite names.
When you are finished, e-mail either of us your picks. If you don’t have our e-mail addresses and you don’t know someone else to get them from . . . then who are you and why are you reading our blog? If somebody chooses the name we actually end up using, we’ll send them a prize. Otherwise, the winner will be the person who fills out their bracket closest to how we fill out ours. Either way, they will receive their very own box of Hawaiian Host Chocolates.
Of course, we aren’t announcing the “winner” until the baby is born, so you may have to wait until May to claim it. In the mean time, feel free to share your thoughts about our little game (and any of the names) in the comments section.
Yesterday was Micah’s last day of diving before earning his Advanced Open Water scuba certification. The three Saturdays previous to this, I have had to entertain myself while he went off and saw cool stuff underwater all day. But not this time! This time I got to come along. Micah was certifying in deep dives and boat dives, which meant they had to travel a little farther off-shore than normal, and guests were welcome to come on the boat. We left from Waikiki Harbor and hadn’t been sailing more than five minutes when a bunch of other divers saw whales. Whale watching was going to be my main activity, so I was glad that it looked so promising, but, unfortunately, I saw nary a splash. I did see a turtle, though. Other than that, the excitement was all Micah’s. Doesn’t he look super good all decked out in his scuba gear? (The answer is an emphatic YES!)
I joked with Micah about how I was going to steer the boat while he and everybody else were out diving, but I didn’t really think I’d sit in the driver’s seat. Cap’n Roger told me a good place to be out of the way when the diver’s came aboard after their first dive was up in his seat, and it was probably the best place for whale watching as well. So I sat up there and enjoyed the view and the sun. When it came time to move from the wreck dive to the deep dive, I stayed up there and pretended to navigate Cap’n Roger to the mooring for the deep dive. He’d done it so many times, though, that he just watched the buildings on shore and had me watch the navigator so I could see that he could get there without it. Show off.It was a lovely day for a sail, and, I’m told great for diving as well. As much as I have loved that Micah loves to dive, I’m glad that now I get him back on Saturdays.