I'm no tooth fairy!

No topic creeps me out more than teeth. Just seeing the word kind of makes me nauseous!

Now add the words dentist and Garrett into the conversation and you probably get an idea of the stress level around these here parts. Someday I may have the courage to share G's adventures in dentistry with all of you. For now, I'll just tell you he's been asked to not return from more than one practice.

Dave had the courage to make the appointment with a neighbor that lives just down the street. I've been cringing for weeks in anticipation. If this goes bad - I still have to drive by their house daily. Multiple times! Madi will never be asked to babysit for them again!

BUT . . . .
I heard the appointment went well. I was sedated at home in bed.

Lang's Glimpse of Guam

After seeing different variations of Guam videos make the rounds on Facebook, I wanted to share our own Glimpse of Guam. I first made this video for some very dear friends as they moved off the island, and used it as a template for our own family's version.  Good memories!

Random thoughts

Dear City Planners,
I don't understand the thought process used while planning the Northeast corner of the Springs. I long for a straight road that takes me east/west.  One that doesn't make me carsick from all the ups and downs or the winding twists and turns.

Regards,
Gas Guzzler

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Sweet Sunflower Boys,
I love my yard. It makes me smile every day.

With gratitude,
Mrs. L

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Dearest G,
Your List is a resource that makes me both laugh and pull my hair out at the same time.

Merry Christmas,
Mrs. Claus

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Dear 2010 Christmas Cards,
I'm still iffy on whether to create you or not. Finding a photo of G is just one of the obstacles that stand in my way.

Sincerely,
Wishy Washy

A date which will live in infamy

69 years ago President Roosevelt broadcast those words following the attack on Naval Base Pearl Harbor and the Pacific.


Fast forward to 2009 . . . . . .

When we finally received our housing on Hickam, I was bummed to say the least. It was OLD. Ugly. Tiny. But. . . . "Historical".We set out to make the rounds of our new neighborhood to gather our bearings.

At first glance, I saw chunks of concrete missing from walls of buildings and idly thought there were definitely parts of this base could sure use some work.

I knew of the history of Hickam Field, but had never come this close to it.

I eventually opened my eyes and really took notice of the damage that mars the building. My mind instantly went to thoughts of those who had meandered these same sidewalks before me so many years ago. 

The sight of the many pockmarks and bullet holes serve as a constant reminder of those 2,402 people who lost their lives Dec. 7, 1941. More than 130 medals, including 16 Medals of Honor, were awarded to those who fought most valiantly to defend against the attack.

At every opportunity, our little family earnestly took visitors to take a closer look at those pockmarks and bullet holes. We scoured the plaques and remnants on Ford Island, playing on the same banyan trees that carefree military kids had played on December 6, 1941 - shoving history into our visitor's vacation framed minds.

Being able to attend and witness the ceremony last year made me realize how very few survivors are left.


It's so important to our nation's history to tell the story of Dec. 7, 1941. It still relates to 9/11 and the world's current events today.

I don't want future generations to not understand the battle cry "Remember Pearl Harbor".