Work in Progress

Meh...this is what I get for logging on at bedtime--an ugly blog.  (And ugly frown lines, from glowering at an ugly blog.)  

Sorry. 

Come back in a few days; things may look better.  (I'm not making any promises, though.)  Before you leave, check out the Recaidos, over the years:

First, there was *me.*  And only *me.*  The whole world revolved around *me.* 
As you can imagine, this was a very dark and lonely period in my life;
having teddy bears with perpetually surprised looks on their faces
as your best friends ain't all it's cracked up to be.

I had to wait five years for this girl to show up. 
She then proceeded to show me up in, um, everything:
cuteness, intelligence, ambition, drive.
Love you, sis.

Along came Joshy the Wonder Boy, next great leader of the free world.
Keala looks less than thrilled; was it her newly-acquired sibling rivalry,
or the matching purple sailor dresses?

Oh, look--Kale showed up, and he's making denim overalls and an aloha shirt look good! 
This was only the beginning of a lifetime of being better than everybody
at everything; I think Josh was still trying to come to terms with that, at this point.

Apparently, it took us a few years to decide if we actually wanted a
family picture with Noah in it; I'm glad we decided to go ahead with it. :)
His arrival on this earth 15 years after my own spaceship landed was a welcome
surprise; he has kept us grounded through many experiences,
carrying a joy as infectious as his hilarious little girl giggles very deep, manly laugh.
Love you, baby brother! :D

::Made thankful again to have ended up in this bunch::

Remember to smile--it's Aloha Friday!

Dual Citizenship

Papa is homeward-bound again. 

I suppose that could be a matter of opinion; after several extended visits here, Washington is starting to feel a bit like home to him, as well.  So, maybe "returning to our roots" is a better expression.  It's a tricky thing, having your heart in two places at once; being "here" often means wishing I was "there," wherever "here" happens to be at the moment.  But there's a certain comfort in always knowing you're going home, no matter the direction in which the plane is heading.

We gathered at the brothers' house last night to spend the evening with Dad, and drown our sorrows in (more) sushi and poke.  And portugese sausage and rice.  And chocolate chip cookies.  (It's hard to be sorrowful after chocolate chip cookies.)

My favorite pic of the evening:

They love their Papa...

It will be an adjustment, not having him around for a few months, but I'm definitely getting warm fuzzies picturing the moment he and my nieces lay eyes on each other; there will be lots of running, and hugging, and soulful looks from Kawena as she absorbs the fact that her papa is really home. :)  *Happy tears* 

Happy Thursday (again)!

In the Studio

We're out at Dad's today, laying a few tracks for his next album:

Checking the mics

Testing, 1,2...

Here we go!

...And it's good one! 

Dad, in The Zone

What Recording Day looks like for the less gifted among us;
I can't really complain. ;-)

Happy Saturday!

:)

These guys showed up for lunch today:

Thought we'd take advantage of the talent, and record a few hymns while they were here--beautiful.

Trying not to question our good fortune, and just soak it all in while it's happening. ;-)

Have a great weekend!