Monday, January 01, 2007

That Time Has Come Around...

So it's that time of year when people start making "year-in-review" reviews, resolutions, lists of best and worsts, and this could go on and on.

But for me, this is the one chance I get to share my present with the world.

You'll see it here.

HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!!! May this new year be a good, if not, better one for all!

I hope you are all safe. To my Pari, Dzer, since you started your new year's already, happy belated, che'lu!

Tuesday, December 26, 2006

Merry Christmas Everyone...

I have a surprise. I'll let Zoo tell you on his blog...

It was a beautiful and blessed Christmas for me.

I hope yours was filled with love, laughs, and memories.

P.S. I watched a Sonics game!!! I'm going snowboarding this weekend! I got an awesome present! Check Zoo's blog for more info!

Wednesday, November 01, 2006

Happy Halloween Everyone!

I now work on Pacific Northwest time so everyone back home already had their sweet horrific fun last night!

I just noticed that it's been over a year since I've had this blog up and running, granted I've sssssslllllllooooooooooooowwwwweeeeeeeeddddddd down...

I'm ok with that.

Zoo started up another blog - it still has his great articulation of thoughts but with a twist of real people involved...yeah, pictures of us and the kids. I'm not yet linking even though some of you already know it exists. (:

I volunteer on Wednesdays @ Busy Innocence's school, helping Ms. Sparkly Slipper with the Math center. We've gone to the pumpkin patch (as a family and on a field trip) and done the pumpkin carving session. We experienced the first frost yesterday. It was beautiful because I'd never seen anything like it before.

We're planning on redecorating the casa. Getting new couches, dining room set, new beds, sheets, new dresser, and a whole bunch of other BRAND NEW SMELLING things...I'm excited.

I already won the heart of Lil Aloof (Ruff Rider #4), but the other day...

Ruff Rider #1 (the eldest) called me mom. It was a warm humbling feeling, to say the least. She's a lot more giving with her 'I love yous' now! The bonus: I get hugs, too! The other day, during dinner, Zoo mentioned his thoughts on how the kids perceive us. He thinks they think we're good parents.

"Why, Zoo, I never doubted that for a moment."

It's been going on four months now since I've relocated. I've found love, a deeply respected friendship and open arms never pushing me away. It's an amazing feeling.

Do I ever cry? Sure, I've done my share of those. But the tears never roll far down my cheeks before his fingers catch them and kiss them away.

Do the kids drive me wacko? Only on Tuesdays and Fridays! Other than that, I think I drive THEM up the walls.

So I've kept to my once a month writing fulfillment (a small goal I made for my writing self). I thought I would have all the will and time to write since I'm home a lot more than usual, but that's just not the case.

Be safe tonight and enjoy. Write ya next month!

Thursday, September 07, 2006


Back home, at this time of the year, school is in full swing. By now, we've already had our Open House and I'm getting to know all the new kids. I'm getting teachers coming up to me asking for help and me telling them to give the kids a chance - it's the beginning of the year! My , right about now, is already asking me to head some project/task clearly out of my job description and knowing me, I say I'll do it.

Nowadays, I'm on the other side. I'm buying school supplies for Kinder and 2nd grade, scurrying from one store to another, LOVING coupons and sales even more, shopping for clothes, hunting for a Size 1 pair of Heelys, fighting traffic, driving faster, and getting ready to be on the other side of the desk. I think I'm the kind of parent teachers either fear or love. Fear, because I know the game. The system. I know my child's rights. I know what questions to ask. I know the standards, expectations, NCLB talk. Love, because I empathize. I'm familiar. We have common ground. I know what teachers need for support and help. I know what I need to do to help them with my son's growth. I know what questions to ask.(: I'm willing and active.

Busy Innocence starts kindergarten tomorrow. We met his teacher yesterday and her assessment of him made me smile. She told me he's already advanced for his grade (Ego: "Tell me something I DON'T know"). She thanked me for helping him.

Hey, lady, I know what to do, ok?

**That was the EGO again.

When she asked him to count to 10, he quickly replied, "I can count to 100." She asked him to do so. (Ego: "Are you doubting my son?") After 50, she said she was convinced. (:

I already think his teacher (Ms. Sparkly Slipper) is awesome. As usual, we went over our slotted conference time. Twenty minutes is just not enough time! We just kept going on and on about education. When I tried to stop her because I noticed there were parents waiting outside, she was like, 'Oh, don't worry, that's why I put crayons out.' Ha ha ha... And apparently she had the heads up about "our family." The registrar told her, 'Oh, Ms. Sparkly Slipper, you're gonna love Busy Innocence's family. His mom was a teacher and a counselor. They are such a treat to meet.' Crap, there went my cover. I didn't want to expose myself just yet. So as far as I can tell, his teacher has got Kindergarten all set. She taught at the neighboring school and since Busy's school is NEW, she wanted to try it out. I think we'll make a great team. And I think I'm more excited than my son.

I'm ready to be a Stay-At-Home Mom. There are days when I will be alone, and then there are days when I will be hanging out with Lil Aloof. He's fun. I currently have my baby brother's truck to use (he specifically stated I was not to go off-roading so looks like the truck will be clean for a long time) and I'm happy about that. I'm ready to take on this world now.

Back track: we went to the Packwood Flea Market (READ: a huge block-sized flea market in the middle of nowhere) over the weekend and had it not been like my island weather, I would have had a blast. It was just toooooooo hot and I noticed the kids weren't too thrilled because, really, IT WAS TOO HOT.

My lowering kit for my bike still isn't in so, riding is non-existent.

I get to vote out here. I get to mail it in or stick it in a drop box. I've never voted like that before. It's new for me.

In my quest for school supplies, I got lost. BUT, I was able to back track and find my way through. Was I scared? No. Funny, now I know the next town better than I know my own. (:

Sorry I know this post wasn't much, but I'm slowly getting back into the swing of things.

Tuesday, August 22, 2006

Today should be a beautiful day...

I should celebrate. In fact, I should celebrate EVERY day.

Now I realize I'm just thankful for today.

Friday, August 04, 2006


I've been ill. I've been hospitalized. I've been a barrel of laughs.

But I haven't been riding. Ugh.

Yes, if you don't already know, that's my bike. I just bought it but have yet to ride because of my health. I have a follow up appointment with my doctor next week and as soon as I get the green light, I'm hoppin' on my GS500F and catching some bugs in between my teeth!

Friday, July 21, 2006

He Is So Proud

Here's a conversation I overheard when Diggity and Busy Innocence were at the dining table and I was walking down the stairway:

Busy (my 5 yr. old son): When my mom and Zoo get married, Zoo's gonna be my dad and you know, Zoo calls me 'his boy' sometimes.

Diggity (Zoo's 7 yr. old son): Yeah, I'm his boy too.

Busy: Yeah, me too.

Diggity: Yeah, but you have to have a nickname. See like me. I'm Diggity.

Busy: Zoo named me Motor.

Diggity: Motor? Motor? That's funny. That's like motorcycle.

At that point, both boys started laughing. Of course they've got their moments. One minute they're the best of friends, next thing you know they're both irritated. But I think they're a balance to each other. Other than being loud together, they have very different demeanors. Diggity's the kinda kid you like hanging out with cause he's just too cool like that. My son, ha, is the one you don't want your kids bringing home to share popsicles with. He will talk your ear off, ask A LOT of WHY questions and will be the first to pout & shout when he's frustrated. But I can't get over the fact that he was so proud of being called Zoo's "my boy". He's a different kid everyday!!!!

Saturday, July 08, 2006

So I Had a Bad Day

He walked in the door and immediately Busy Innocence tells Zoo he got an “owwwie”. I stood at the door and kissed my Zoo after a long hard days work. I moved in to ask him how his day went, wondering what that lingering scent was that was so familiar.

He stood there, laptop bag slung over his shoulder, and pulled from behind his back three beautiful star gazer lilies (my favorites). He said, “When I saw them, I thought of you.”

“I kinda felt like a kid because I took ‘em from someone’s yard.”

In his hand was a wet napkin holding the lilies, torn at the stems. My smile lingered in the air as happily as the scent surrounded the stairway. I hugged him. And in his arms, my heart smiled. This is, again, why I love this man.

“They’re beautiful. Thank you love.”

“I hope they make you feel better.”

Yes, my love, they do. Then again, it’s the fact that you thought of it and gave them which makes me feel better. I’ve been feeling out of the element these past few days and I just attribute it to adjusting to new surroundings. Zoo had asked me last night what he needed to do to make me feel better. Honestly, I couldn’t think of anything because I had it all in my mind that it was just about me and the transitioning. But my love went out of the way to make me feel better.

And he delivered. Then again, it’s the Zoo we’re talking about - it’s in his nature to deliver.

***Side note: And to top it off, he spent ten minutes as I typed this, putting Band-Aids on Busy, while showing genuine concern for his “owwwie”. I love this man.***

Monday, July 03, 2006


I have arrived...and damn it if it isn't the best feeling ever!

My apologies to my Pare'. I know we were supposed to meet for coffee before I left but NO ONE told me that relocating was THIS MUCH OF A JOURNEY! When I come back, we WILL have coffee. The plus is: I NOW HAVE WIRELESS ACCESS. Yay!

And for those of you I left out of the loop (my friend Manda), yes I did move.

I left my little island to be with Zoo. (:

So we're celebrating the Fourth of July early.....(:

I will be back to blogging soon. For now, I'm just enjoying the Zoo.

Monday, June 12, 2006

#21...3 weeks people!!!

I will miss my culture.

Now I know that being away from my Guahan doesn't mean I won't get the feel of home. I'm pretty sure Washington has its share of my culture. No doubt, I know I'll be around my fellow islanders. It's funny how Zoo & I go back and forth about this. He's envisioning my dragging him to every Chamorro party within a 500 mile radius...not necessarily so - it's just within a 200 mile radius. Truth be told, I know I will want to surround myself around those "like me", but I also realize that there is more out there than just my islanders. I look forward to the exposure of other cultures and ways of life.
Zoo thinks I'm a social butterfly. No, not at first. I have to be in my element; get a feel for the atmosphere. If there's a party going on, I usually work my way around the back kitchen. Help out my mother-in-law. THEN, I can relax, unwind, and "see who I know". Zoo thinks I know more Chamorros over there than he does, and he's lived in Washington for most his life. Funny thing is, whenever he mentions "So and so", I have no clue. But deep down, I think he's right. I think I may know a little more Chamorros than he does. I just don't tell him outright. Wait, now, I think I just did. (:

Sunday, June 11, 2006


I will miss the fiestas.

As I've mentioned before, I haven't live long enough elsewhere to compare my Guahan to anything. But from what I've experienced, no one place can party and fiesta like our island can. Here's a bit of Guahan history (Dzer please feel free to add in). Because of a strong Catholic influence on our island, each village pretty much has a patron saint. Certain times of the year, the celebration and honoring of that patron saint "allows" us to party. This is when the village has a Mass and then individual homes within that village throw feasts. In some villages, you can literally walk from home to home to eat. Music is played throughout the entire village, and games and rides are provided at the nearby community center. There are parades filled with marching units, floats, Kings and Queens. It is an all out event. All in one Sunday.

The fiestas I will miss the most? The villages of Inarajan and Talofofo.

Saturday, June 10, 2006


I will miss all the expensive pricing Guahan stores put on their goods.
Hell even Kmart here is highway robbery! No, but really, the cost of living on my Guahan is high. Although I make about $42,800 a year, I hardly make enough to enjoy a lot of the good stuff. Paying rent, having loans, paying utilities, raising a child, and at one time paying for Graduate school made me pinch every penny. Because of that, I've learned to save. I had no handouts, no "borrow here, borrow there". I made it on my own. Did I live comfortably? Yes. My son never went without. But that meant that I had to live without. Then again, most of the things I lived without were WANTS and not NEEDS.
Now I know when I get to WA, things will pretty much be the same. But you get no complaints from me. Life, I know, will be good.

Friday, June 09, 2006


I will miss my morning commute.

It takes me about 35 minutes to get from where I live to where I work. I will miss a particular turn on the way. It's a sneaky left turn that exposes the bay below and the expanse of the ocean. I often see the sun there or the occasional rainbow. In that spot I find rain clouds or rain pouring endlessly on a patch of the ocean, steadily making its way to the river I will soon cross over on the bridge.

I will miss listening to the early morning DJs. I listen to all of them on my way to work, but I often get stuck on KSTO because the DJ there plays the 70s & the 80s. My kinda morning music...

Thursday, June 08, 2006

What I Will Miss Most About Guahan...#25

If you haven't quite noticed, I've been posting what I'll miss about my Guahan. I'm counting down the days until I leave. It's kinda like what I did when I was on my way to see Zoo again. Without it sounding bittersweet, I know I will miss the island. It's all I've ever known. This island is so much a part of me I don't think any other place could replace it.
In the same breath, I look forward to my life with Zoo. I look forward to discovering what lies ahead. Zoo and I both agreed we make a great team. I think it's because of this I won't feel as homesick. He's been extremely supportive of my move and still allows me to be me (I think he knows what I mean by that, right, baby?).
I am going to miss my co-workers. Some of the people still here at school were working when I was a student. That was almost 25-30 years ago! I have worked with all kinds of creatures. Loud ones, self-righteous ones, hilarious ones, feeble ones, creative ones, bold ones, daring and adventurous ones, dedicated ones and still most of them are the devoted and tireless.
I will miss working. Working with others. Working with kids. Working myself to the bone.

Wednesday, June 07, 2006


I will miss the students.

We had the promotional ceremony for our 5th grade students at the Hilton Hotel and it was such a heartfelt ceremony. We had a good time and our kids were thrilled.

Tuesday, June 06, 2006

Nothing beats...#27

I will miss being able to sit in a back kitchen with friends and family and reminisce on old times.

Being able to just drop by, unannounced, to a friend's home and kick it, listening to old school as the boys hurrily throw down a couple of steaks on the grill is unquestionably one of my fondest memories of my Guahan.

In a moment's notice, a few friends will round up and head on over to kick back and do one thing...break out the guitar and vocals for some pure, unaltered homegrown lyrical stylins. No one ever forgets to fill the cooler, either.

Maybe no one will understand, but I treasure the bonds of friendship I've created just by surrounding myself with people who are real, genuine and in their truest element. I've made some of the most heartwarming memories and have learned some of the greatest lessons of life just by sitting in someone's back kitchen.

Monday, June 05, 2006

Nothing Beats...

So in exactly 4 weeks I will be back at "home". In 28 days, I get to be back with Zoo. This time it's for good. It will be a big move, for me. In all ways. But then again, assimilating has always been my strong suit (ha, I think).
I've never stayed in any other place long enough to call it home. My island will always be home to me. For me, there is truly, no other place like it. And although I don't have the franchise on that, I can go all in and say, in my mind, no place else truly compares. Yes, this small place of comfort will have its downs, but my island will always be with me. Nothing beats the things Guahan has made for me.
I will miss the warm breezes.
You get that here every day. Even on the rainy ones. There's something about a soft, gentle warm breeze that can get you to think. Appreciate. That will be one of the first things I will miss about Guahan. Undoubtedly.
I think if Washington has its warm breezes, it belongs to Washington. I don't think the feeling will be quite the same as when the breeze at the beach tosses my hair around and wisps of soft strands of hair form around my face.
Or when the soft wind flows and sets a dry brown leaf on a journey across the cracked pavement. I will miss Guahan blowing through my mind. Watering my eyes.
Yes, I will miss the warm breezes.
***Side note: Zoo & the Rockstars are currently hanging out with Busy Innocence & my Mom! Yay! I'm nervous, excited, happy...FILL IN THE BLANK!***

Thursday, May 25, 2006

...he tells me I'm his ONCE in a lifetime...

Tuesday, May 16, 2006


It's funny how I rarely traveled when I was married. As soon as I was free, I flew. And it seems that since I'll be relocating to the Pacific Northwest, I now have more reasons to jump on a plane. Or maybe not. Take for instance my dad and his family. They, as some of you know, live in the beautiful city of Las Vegas. I was just there about 6 months ago. Now that Daddy knows his little girl will be on the same land mass as he, he believes I'll be able to travel - or he travel on over to our parts. It sounds like before the year is through, we'll be heading down to the Sin City.

He's also hoping we (our entire Wonderful Zoo) will all travel to great ole Midland, after I get to Washington. If you've never been, Midland is in Texas, home of George Bush. Island Delight lives there and she promises to take us down to Mexico if we ever visit her. I like Midland. Let's just leave it at that. But I really don't think we can do the trip. My cousins who live in San Antonio expect me to come back again - this time, with my whole troop!

My Uncle who lives in Sacramento wants to come and visit as soon as I settle in. Oh boy!

My co-worker will be living in San Diego come June, and her husband will be away on ship for three months so she's wanting to head up to spend her birthday with me in August. Am I lucky?!?!

My first cousin Foo and his fiancee have decided to get married in Hawai'i...the day before Thanksgiving. Ugh. Another first cousin, the Forever Bachelor, is finally tying the knot in December. He's marrying the Magalahi's daughter and we're all looking forward to the Bachelor Party! I'M KIDDING...

I was looking up all the flight info. earlier and I just could not believe it. I think I'll just settle on the fact that I have to either win the lottery, run some quick scam, rob a bank, or marry a sugar daddy to get all this flying done. Then there's the fact that our kids will be in school and Zoo just can't easily run away from his job like GovGuam workers can (that was a joke).

Ai the we say on my rock, "We love to measure the road and go Paseo." In other words, 'pashandu'.

Friday, May 12, 2006

I'm Coming Up for Air...

I've been tied up these past two weeks, what with school testing and all. I've started looking in to resigning from my job and the tedious process involved in leaving the government. I suffer from a condition that doesn't allow me to be on my toes for long periods of time. Temporary Housing, Inc. is putting a strain on my brain (I'm just lucky they'll be on vacation in about 2 wks.. (: yeah). My car's starting to make a funny noise out of the front right side (I can hear $$$$). I've been bogged down with deadlines, guidelines, panty lines....


..and of course, I leave in July for EVERgreen-er pastures...