Prayers Still Prevail

Once again, prayers have prevailed. God has always showed us that He can carry the weight of our problems and take care of them for us...

Are We Too Comfortable Again?

I'm catching up on New Hope. I have been very bad, been home for 2 months and still have not been to my home church. Digging through their sermons online really always catches me...

"But He said to me, 'My grace is sufficient for you, for My power is made perfect in weakness.' Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ's power may rest on me. That is why, for Christ's sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong." (2 Cor. 12:9-10 NIV)

Is it that we have been living too comfortably lately? A part of me is thinking that's what has been happening.

We first had the whole fraud thing and now something with the husband. As always God has a bigger plan, and it means we had probably just gotten a little too comfortable.

Almost to the Weekend

Could it be, I have blogged more than 1x in a week? Let alone 2x in a month?

What can I say, I am so ready for the weekend. It's funny being a SAHM makes the week feel like it's that much longer! I always look forward to the weekend and being able to spend time with J, Z and the husband. This weekend is even more so being that it's Bayfest Weekend. I have not been to that in AGES! I remember going to it with friends when I was still a teenager.

At the Bayfest the biggest deal this year is the Blue Angels. It's funny every single time a bunch of jets fly over I get serious chills. With that, every NASCAR race I worked, the jets would fly over and I would get chicken skin (goosebumps), it's a weird thing.

Well, I am off to start the morning and some scrapbooking! Did I mention I can finally catch up on scrapbooking now that I stay home? Whoo hoo!

Exhaustion

It's such an oxymoron that you go on vacation, and you come back and you need a vacation from a vacation. Well, that's what happened to me.

We headed out to Ka'anapali on Maui and got to meet up with two families that are good friends of ours. It was a blast hanging out at the pools, chit-chatting with the girls and having meals together. What more can you ask for when you've been separated for 2+ months?

Now, a day after returning back to Oahu, I am so pooped out. I had to take a nap with the daughter and got only a load of laundry done. Even after the nap, I still feel like it's time to go to bed. Nothing else matters but sleep at this point.

Nevertheless, the room we had was exquisite, I can't complain a bit. Upon check-in we got free valet and a free room upgrade mixed with a 25% dining discount on all food purchases.



After a long entryway, the kitchen (on left) living room with queen sleeper (straight back)



The kitchen with washer, dryer and dishwasher




Bathroom with jacuzzi (on left) and stand-up shower on the right side.

I forgot the picture of the lanai (patio) but it was huge! The stay was worth every penny. Even the pirate ship slide and big people slide. Fun times.

Well it's time to finish the battle of my son going back to school on a Monday. Homework.

Different Set of Challenges

The title comes from a conversation I had with my husband. I told him now that we are completely done with residency, now we face different types of challenges. This weekend was a new one and what joy (insert sarcasm) it was...

So, yesterday was an odd experience. I guess being in Hawaii, it was bound to happen, but didn't think it would happen where we were, and so early into hubby's career...

Basically, we were shopping at a certain mall yesterday and a young guy walks up to hubby and is says, "Hi Doctor!" Umm, I thought it was his friend, but in reality I guess it's a patient of his. No HIPAA was not broken, I do not know his name nor do I know what his dx was or what he came in for. I honestly, don't want to know those types of things, as I find the world of medicine to be sometimes rather sad. Moving forth, the husband was just so confused by having his identity being known outside of the world of white coats.

Speaking of this white coat world, apparently, the husband's picture and profile is now online on his employer's website. I won't mention where as we still are trying to be as stealth as possible, though I know it will come out especially since the internet exists.

So the weekend was kicked off on an unfortunate situation....

I tried to rent a movie from Redbox and my card wasn't working. I thought maybe I had entered the wrong zip code to my credit card and gave up and used a different one. I found out later that my card wasn't really working when I tried to pay for my groceries and had to resort to the other one yet again.

After that was all said and done, I go back to my car and it doesn't start. OK, this isn't good. The car is just a year old, bought brand new. While waiting for AAA to come and save me, I called my bank. When I called my bank, the person I spoke to, was rude and kept telling me only gas stations ask for zip codes. She is WRONG. I have rented from Redbox a gazillion times dating back to the days of living in the IE. Well, she didn't bother to even look at my account to see what was going on and told me wait 24 hours.

I waited 24 hours. We had intended to check out the first RiceFest at Aloha Tower and low and behold when I tried to access money. My card was denied again. I call and they tell me that my account has been compromised. The lady asked if I had made any transaction for $1,099.22 (something along those lines) to a travel company in Kuwait. Um, how's about, no? Why would I need to use a company in Kuwait? Also, if the bank found something fishy going on, why not call me and not just lock me out of my account and not tell me why? Then, it goes to the next question of, if the bank knows that this transaction was not authorized, now, why would you clear the transaction and make the customer wait? The wonderful thing about this conversation came about when the bank asked me if I check my online account. Well, yes, I do, but, the problem lies in the fact that it states that a certain amount is on hold, it doesn't tell you what, and when the transaction(s) were made. Husband looked at it online and found nothing really funny per se, he thought I had made a ton of transactions and didn't bother to ask me. Silly man. As he stated, he doesn't know how to handle income more than $500 at a time. LOL.

Now I have to wait for the transaction of well over a 1k to clear and then have to file for a grievance. The lady on the phone stated it could take up to 90 days to get my money back into my account. Well, honestly, it isn't about the money being gone, but more so my sense of security and the fact that the bank person on the phone the first time was out right RUDE! If 1k was gone from my account, I would have wanted to spent it myself, at least I would have some fun doing so, but not so.

It is now Monday and this happened on Friday... I managed to talk to the BFF who works for a bank, not the one I use, but told me what I need to do. I am so thankful for her, she will be able to walk me through everything.

Well, that was my weekend. How exciting, right? At the end of it all though, my husband got his long awaited LEGO Star Wars Death Star. Geek, I know.

Ohh, and lastly the car is OK. Needed a new battery under warranty. Got that changed out on Saturday.

All Drugged Up

After catching my Mom's and son's cold, I am officially knocked up on drugs. Loads of Sudafed and Advil. What can I say, when chasing a 2 year-old, there is no such thing as down time. Well, now there is, the husband went to take the kids to the MIL's house, thank the Lord! :)

So as I type this, I look at the fan setting on the AC and it says it's 87 degrees in my bedroom, and I am under two blankets and in a long sleeve. That is right, I had a fever. Well, in my medical books and the husband's thoughts, it's not a real fever, as it hasn't hit the 101.9, but heck, I felt weird, had chills, took Advil and then stood under the hot shower. Either way, I can't believe it's 87 degrees and I should be in a tank top and shorts, running the full on AC, but no, I am stuck under the covers hoping that I start to sweat.

I have to say, I have to thank my Mom so very much for taking care of the kids while I have been down and out. She has been making sure that Z is fed and I manage to pick up J from school. So very thankful!

Moving forth, I am catching up with the Kardashians, one of my secret likes. In the episode, Khloe lost her engagement ring, and it reminded me of my instance. I lost my ring at Disneyland when I was pregnant with Z. Thank goodness, my dear husband remembered when I took it off to put lotion on my hands, and ran all the way back into the park from the entrance to check, and low and behold, he found it! I was in hysterics and was so upset that I lost the one piece of material that he worked so hard for. It wasn't just a ring, it was ring he put all of his income into and saved just for me.

Also, watching the show reminds me of so many memories that we made in SoCal. I miss it. I miss my job there, and I miss all the stuff we got to do. I had so many experiences that many didn't/can't have (ie free ride in an Indy care going full speed around the track) and just being able to be up close with celebrities. Ahh. I miss it. Seriously, it must be the drugs talking at this point. Thankfully, we'll be there in October and I finally get to see our friends, family and most of all, my PETS! We are picking up our pets to bring back home! Hooray!

This is wrapping up and someday it will be TBC.

Reality Has Hit?

It's been a wild ride with moving, settling and getting the son registered for his new school.

So far J has adjusted well with his new school. I believe I had more anxiety than he did on his first day. He already has a new friend that he talks about all the time and that alone makes me a proud mama.

Then there's Z. She has already made herself known in the house. The cat even has to watch out for her. I don't think my parents were ready for her.

The husband has adjusted well with his new position and is now officially studying for his ABIM. He was surprised to see himself enjoying life as a clinician, though I believe he still yearn for some hospitalist work.

Lastly there is me, living the stay-at-home Mommy life. I miss California a lot. I seem to think in the distant future we will move back their permanently, but right now, here is where we are meant to be. I do like that I have more help with the children, but I miss the friends, shopping and Disneyland!

That is all for now....