Showing posts with label Guam Bin. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Guam Bin. Show all posts

Thursday, September 4, 2008

My daily enigma

Guammercials!
*Enigma: One that is puzzling, ambiguous, or inexplicable

Thursday, August 21, 2008

Today I'm giving up



. . . . .you guys win.
* Grandpa thought these were maggots. No - nothing that simple.
Subterranean termites - the Philippine milk termite to be specific. They LOVE damp wood. (jungle + tropical island=humidity: EVERY THING'S DAMP!)

Wednesday, June 18, 2008

Highly Unusual

I hate the phrase "highly unusual". It doesn't give me peace in any way. In fact, all it does is add anxiety to whatever the situation may be. It seems those two words have consistently stayed with us during our time here on Guam.

With my skin cancer, "You have a highly unusual case for this type of cancer. We're sending you to Hawaii."

With Madi's illness, "I've never seen a case of Parvovirus this bad. It's highly unusual for it to last this long."

With Pacific Pest Control, "You have a serious termite problem. It's highly unusual to have 2 different types of termite infestations."

Let me share a few tidbits I learned about the newest members of the household:

* The swarming jungle termites were using my floor for MATING PURPOSES (which is why they were all crawling instead of flying)!
I've been told I'm a great hostess - but that's just pushing my limits.

* The snap crackle pop sound we heard throughout the night were the soldier termites sending a warning to headquarters that they had been discovered. It totally creeps me out that they have the ability to "think and communicate" like that.

*The subterranean type (the maggot looking buggers) are native to Hawaii.


We have a date set for drilling and foaming Monday morning - while David's living it up in Florida.

The visit concluded with my pals at Pacific Pest Control reassuring me the pests won't bother my Bali furniture. It's highly unusual for them to invade such a hard wood as teak.

We all know our track record with highly unusual circumstances.


Sunday, April 27, 2008

Ai Adai!

Dave: Hey Hon - wanna run to the commissary with me? I need to get stuff for the BBQ on Saturday.

Chan: The commissary? Ai Adai!!!*

I don't know -
Is it pay day? Is a typhoon coming? Are any visiting ships in port (either foreign or domestic)? Are the freezers still broken?


No? . . . . . there may really be food to buy! Hurry - let's go!
Madi: (Hollering after us as we head out the door) Good Luck!

I guess the planets just weren't aligned. Ai Adai!

Seriously - the daily "commissary experience" is paving my pathway to a much hotter place than Guam!  (hopefully it's less humid)

I've known incredibly strong women brought to tears after a typical shopping trip!
Thank goodness for Grandmas and Priority Mail!
*Ai Adai (i uh-day): As best I can tell this is generally an expression of exasperation.

One typically will shake their head from side to side and make a "tsk-tsk" sound while uttering this phrase. Although I've also heard it used to express surprise or slight shock as well.

Tuesday, April 15, 2008

Bring the Sunshine Back!


It's a bird!

It's a plane!

No, wait . . . . . it's the 2nd counselor in the Talisay Branch!