DH has been after me to do something about it.  "It" being all the fruit. Papaya, strawberry guava, lilikoi (passionfruit),guava, pineapple, citrus, jaboticoba, banana.

It's falling and making a mess all over the lawn. We can't keep up with it, and like tomato and zucchini time in the midwest, friends avoid us when they see us carrying bags of the surplus.

"Why don't you make some wine?" he asked.

Only open a couple hours a day, it nevertheless provides full service to our small community. Located along Highway 19 on the Hamakua coast.

It happens occasionally. There I am, happily showering, when I look down and there is a centipede, sharing my bathtub.

Today he was a big one-7".  I admit it....I screeched. Loudly.  I had just finished rinsing the shampoo from my hair, and noticed the movement out of the corner of my eye.

DH, easily spooked, leaped out of bed at the sound of my hollering, and bravely (and demonstrating his love for me...) pulverized it with his slippah......then carried it (the pulverized remains.....) outside.

I mailed it today: the payoff check for the second mortgage on our house.  The prior owner carried a portion of our mortgage, a process which allowed us to get this property in the first place.

Today, we paid it off.

Skål!

Salud!

Prost!

Yung sing!

Kassutta!

Okole maluna!

L'chaim!

'Budmo!

Bottom's up!

.......time to take out a new mortgage to add on.....