Bullers Meet the Coast Guard

Lucky us...a rare opportunity for a ride on the fastest and loudest boat on the waters of Kauai. What are the Bullers up to now? You ask. Our family was treated to an early morning visit to the United States Coast Guard Kauai Station in the harbour port of Nawiliwili. We arrived with Jon, Sandra and Jackson at the Station where we had to sign in and meet with Senior Chief Kai. The senior chief gave us a quick tour of the station and his office, gave us a brief lesson of what the Coast Guards responsibilities are and technical terms of the boat itself. When asked how many emergencies they tend to in a day, his first response was at his last station in California...there were 2-3/day. Here in Kauai, Coast Guard rescues are quite infrequent if not rare. One of the reasons for this is that it seems the Hawaiian people take care of each other and the coast guards aren't made aware of any of their distress calls. They did have to rescue one tourist from getting caught in a current at Kalapaki Beach this week (nobody noticed her missing...her husband was out shopping) and a surfer, but other than those two incidents, things run pretty quietly and smoothly for them.
We boarded a smaller red boat that looked similar to a zodiak but with a steering wheel and some fairly fancy technology. Due to unusually high winds and rough waters, we weren't able to head outside of the port area. Senior Chief Kai had been preparing for us to head south down the coast to a secluded beach inaccessible by car and some whale watching. Unfortunately, neither were a possibility due to the swells. Still, rippin' some donuts in the port in a Coast Guard boat, blaring the siren and yelling "pull over" over the intercom was an experience not often entertained by the average joe and will not soon be forgotten. Jackson, Ben, Alyson, Ed, Jon and myself all had a run at driving the watercraft. Sandra opted not to drive but rather took the moment to soak in the sun on the starboard deck. For those of us now in the know regarding boating terminology, bow is front, stern is back. Port is left and starboard is right. That's about as educational as I can remember the lesson being. We also had very special guest drivers for our trip. Young and amateurish but eager to get in the driver's seat. Our drivers, ready for the Coast Guard are...

Ben, Jackson and Aly

Ed and "The Destroyer"

Okay first of all let me say that Ed is just fine. By the attached photo, you can probably guess what I am about to say next. Yesterday at lunchtime, while on his way to a meeting with a friend/church member in Waimea, Ed was involved in a motorcycle accident. Driving down the westbound highway through the sugar cane fields, two cars ahead of him suddenly came to a stop. Ed hit the brakes, but to his horror, hit the front brakes just a wee bit harder than the back. He knew he was going to be in alot of pain in just a few short seconds. Ed was launched up and over the front of his bike while he and his bike flew across the road and landed in the eastbound lane (oncoming traffic). They both skid to a stop and luckily so did the traffic. People were onsite immediately and called the ambulance. To my great relief, when I received the phone call, it was Ed on the other end calling from inside the ambulance. It would've been much worse to hear the voice of the EMT's or the police. Assuring me that he was fine (of course, I wouldn't believe it until I saw it) he asked me to meet him at the KVMH hospital where he was being taken for treatment and a good clean-up. Upon my arrival, I was relieved to see him in one piece with his coconut still in tact (physically at least)! One huge saving grace is that Ed is a stickler for wearing his helmet and a motorcycle jacket. What a complete godsend!! The gear saved his life! The one piece of protective gear he was missing was a pair of riding boots. Just an FYI... sneakers won't cut it in a crash. His helmet is surprisingly in not too bad condition, his jacket, jeans and sneakers ...shredded. Because of the lack of proper footwear, his right leg....also shredded. He sustained deep abrasions to the right leg all the way from above his knee to his ugly big right toe. He sustained the deepest abrasion under his big rt. toe because of the friction of hitting the road and the subsequent destruction of the shoe. He may require a graft there. Other minor abrasions were found on his right shoulder, elbow, hip and inner thighs. His ribs are also deeply bruised and VERY tender and painful. I suspect when he arises from his bed this morning, he will be in quite a bit of pain. The Vicodin is sure to help. Anyways, Praise God for huge mercies!! The accident and injuries were minor considering what the outcome could've been. An MRI showed all organs are intact and in the right places. No lacerations to the spleen or other organs!! Hooray!! X-rays on his lower extremities showed no breaks in his bones. Please pray for a speedy recovery and no unexpected internal bleeding. Ed is in relatively good spirits considering and is comfortable taking at least a month's break from "the Destroyer" as I like to call it. Heaven help the wife that has to pick up the pieces of her husband!! Oy!

My sincerest apologies go out to the woman who gave birth to this son and the man who helped raise him!

Smith Family Garden Luau

January 3, 2007: What a day!! We awoke to gorgeous weather....a perfect day for kayaking 4 hours down the Wailua River. Up and at 'em at 6 am for me. Our scheduled meeting time was 8 am at the boat ramp in Wailua. We rented kayaks and and were off to meet our personal river guides at the boat ramp...Jungle Joe and wife, Angela. What an awesome couple. We know them from church and they were more than happy to head out on the water with us. A BIG mahalo to Joe who took the day off from work to be with us!
We headed 3 miles down the glorious Wailua River which was calm and easy going on the way out but windy and hard paddling on the way in. We stopped at a rocky inlet where we tied 3 kayaks and 2 outriggers together and headed through the jungle on a slippery and rocky (but pretty level) 1 mile hike. A breeze, after the slick uphill 1 mile hike at the beginning of the 11 mile Kalalau Trail we attempted the day before. At our hiking destination was the spectacular "Secret Falls", so secret that everbody knows about them, but lucky for us, very few people were there to greet our arrival. At least, we beat them all there anyways. The pool at the base of the falls was quite nippy and only the bold, brave and beautiful made the attempt to go in. That being Jeremy, Megan and Tyler. Megan actually stood under the falls. What Canadian spirit! It was aptly described to have felt like a shower of hail from one Montrealer who stood under it for several minutes. Crazy Canucks! After a quick snack and a few minutes of picture taking, we hiked back to the kayaks on the way back to the boat ramp. It was hard work and exhausting and I (with my bum shoulder) was lucky enough to have Tyler as my paddling partner! Way to go MG!! (pictures to follow)

After a few hours of R&R at home, we headed back out to Wailua for the Smith Family Traditional Garden Luau. After meeting our native Okinawan hosts, Mamo and Joen Kaneshiro (the important local suppliers of the pig for the evening) and the rest of my family, we headed into the Luau Gardens for a group family photo and tram ride through the fabulous Polynesian floral, fruit and tree gardens native and imported to this Kauaian Island. Following a few minutes of free time, we headed to the "imu" pit for the traditional opening of the ceremony. A brief introduction of the Smith Family and explanation of the imu ceremony and then 2 young Hawaiian men blew their conch shells to the West, East, North and South to open the evening. They then picked up their 'garden hoes' and removed the sand from the opening of the pit to reveal the cooked pig beneath the grains. Hmmm....an aroma of grand proportions filled the gardens!!! The fresh smell of steamed pork. Yummy and well... it was later discovered to be certainly juicy!!! After a few snapshots of the pig, and me and the boys, we head over to the dining area for a fabulous buffet of Kalua Pig, Mahi mahi, lomi lomi salmon, chicken and a variety of salads and dessert. It was Ono-licious!! Following the meal, we headed to the Amphitheatre for a Traditional Story-telling of the Hawaiian people. It began with the fiery appearance of Pele, the Volcano Goddess atop a flaming volcano! Amazing!!! It was really hard to capture with my little camera the people and the dress of the different Polynesian cultures but I tried. There were colorful and fiery representations from the Samoan culture, Philippino, Chinese, Japanese as well as a few other islands. The show was absolutely spectacular, keeping us all entertained...even the stubborn and easily bored children in the family stayed focused and intrigued by the pyrotechnics in the production. Tyler on the other hand, was pretty much leaping out of his seat with excitement. This was everything he had heard about and seen on video from his grandparents previous visits to Hawaii. For him, this was the real Hawaii. The garden luau had something for everyone.

I would highly recommend this show to anyone interested in checking out traditional luaus on the island of Kauai. It certainly hit the "WOW" factor for us and all who attended that evening!

A Perfect Mele Kalikimaka

December 22, 2006 came with the arrival of my sister Betsy, husband, Bruce and nieces, Jodi and Kailey to celebrate Christmas. Oh boy, were we excited!! Yeah, time for fun in the sun!! They would have 4 sleeps with us and then they'd be off to their cute little restored plantation home in Kapa'a. Boo hoo.

Okay, without snow here on Kauai, Christmas was a little different. Sure we went through the motions of Christmas, but sweating during the hanging of the house lights and setting up of the Christmas tree hasn't been a part of my frosty and snowy past Christmas memories.
However, we were all forced to spend the perfect Christmas Day enjoying Poipu Beach on the south shore and boy, what a treat! We went snorkelling off the shore where we saw a sea snake, needle fish, parrot fish, unicorn fish, ornate wrasse, convict tang (a white fish with black stripes) , angel fish, the colorful state fish...Humuhumunukunukuapua'a....and tons of others. Also the tide pools intrigued us with huge sea cucumbers, rock-boring urchin, cauliflower coral, finger coral, crabs, and a pebble collector urchin. We were also treated to a visit from a rather large sea turtle, three monks seals....three!!...and a very active humpback whale breaching and playing in the distant ocean. It was, by any and all stretch of the imagination, an amazing day at the beach. The most amount of monk seals on the beaches of Kauai ever recorded at one time is 8. To see 3 on one day at the same beach was spectacular!! What a day!!

Jeremy and Meagan arrived last evening, exhausted after a very long and trying day of travel. Tyler arrives tonight.

On our list of things yet to do are kayaking the Wailua River, Koke'e State Park, a traditional garden luau, Allerton's and perhaps a cruise of the Na Pali coast including whale watching, sea turtles and dolphins.

A very Merry Christmas to all our friends back home in Winnipeg, especially our relatives and our Riverwood Family. Mele Kalikimaka to our Kalaheo MC Ohana!! Mahalo nui loa for your love!!

My 3 Holes with....Tiger

Okay, so I'm not the biggest golf fan, but I've never claimed to be. The odd time that I have gone golfing, I did enjoy it and once actually won. It was beginners luck, of course. Honestly, I'd rather watch paint dry than watch golf on the sports channel on Saturday. But this... this... was different. The 24th PGA Grand Slam 2006 starts today and Tiger's in town. Oh yeah, and Canadian Mike Weir, Geoff Ogilvy and Jim Furyk. Who are these last 2 guys anyway? Oh well, normally I wouldn't really care, but someone gave us free tickets for the whole 3 days and who couldn't resist, to see in person.... the famous Tiger Woods. So off I go (with my friend Maya in her silver BMW convertible) to the Poipu Bay Golf Course by the Grand Hyatt. Maya ditches me with the ho-hum excuse that she has too much work to do, and I'm off hunting Tigers alone. I arrived at 10 am in time for the Pro-Am but realized that (erg...arg...and general "nuts"!) I had just missed the Champions Clinic where photo opportunities and autographs were available. Oh well, who's to know? After all, this has been my only PGA experience so far. Upon entering the greens of the golf course, I stumbled upon the 1st hole. Not a bad place to be, I thought and grabbed a prime spot for the perfect photo. The crowd (of course) was at the 1st tee and it seemed that that was where all the action was. Cheering, laughing, clapping and general excitement could be felt all the way down the fairway. Should I walk down that way, or should I stay put? The risk was that as soon as I got halfway or further, the crowd would descend upon me on their way down to the hole. I'll stay put. Okay, so apparently I missed all the tricks and stuff at the tee, but I stood my ground and waited for my first glimpse of the Tiger. My friend Maya had seen him earlier on Sunday at the pool at the Grand Hyatt. She had said then that he was "Tiger-licious". We'll see about that. I was however, pretty excited to see him for real and in person, after all he does have celebrity status. Slowly he and his team made their way up the fairway and my relatively short wait was rewarded and my expectations had been fulfilled. There he was. Tiger. It's really him. But to my surprise, there were no flutters or jitters, no butterflies at being in the presence of Tiger, just...well, he IS after all just a guy. Okay, I know he's Tiger....celebrity, fame, fortune and whatever else. But he still is just a guy. I started to feel sorry for him that he probably couldn't go anywhere without being called out to, or photographed. I do have to be honest though, I did get caught up in the excitement! Flowing with the crowd from tee-off to hole, tee-off to hole, waiting for a glance toward the crowd and a perfect picture of the famous golfer. At one point, Tiger DID turn to the crowd and started calling out to....me?....who ME?...he WAS looking my way...why is he looking my way?....was I stunningly beautiful in my brand new shirt and sun visor, or was it the fact that I had 2 tickets around my neck and looked like a moron? ( Maya had ditched me and I had her ticket)...was he calling out to me?... Me...Tiger? ME?? Alas...sadly...it was not me but the guy walking behind me. They seemed to know each other and bantered back and forth for a minute. Oh well, at least he flashed his pearly whites in my direction. He was still far enough away though that I didn't get a photo of the exchange. But he did look my way!! HE LOOKED MY WAY!! I followed with the crowd flowing like a river along the secured off area, until the end of the 3rd hole. We then had to stop and allow the teams to enter through an enormous culvert while we (the crowd) were held back for security purposes. On the other side of the culvert was the 4th tee. By this time, I had to say goodbye to Tiger and ditch out as well. It was nearing noon and my ride home (Ed and his motorcycle) was coming. Ben was sick at home and after all, I guess I really should be there with him. Alas, my time with Tiger was short, but there's always tomorrow and Wednesday!

And if you are sitting on the edge of your seat wondering, he is a handsome guy as we all know, but I don't know if I would call him Tiger-licious!

Moonscape....or Hawaiian Red Dirt?

Near the beginning of the long winding snake-like drive up the mountains of Kokee State Park is this incredible unexpected photo opportunity. Many tourists stop along the highway for a quick photo op but don't really appreciate the beauty of this fragment of Kauai. I love this little piece of my new home and feel the need to dedicate this entire blog to photos of this tiny but brilliant and beautiful piece of Hawaii. Please enjoy these following photos.

Kamokila

Happy Birthday Ben. Today Ben is 12 and we celebrated quietly at home with Dad's Famous hamburgers and a big chocolate cake for dessert. The party comes later when Grandma Warkentin arrives for the fun!

Friends Kyle and Marilyn flew in to see us on Oct. 18 on their way to hike Mauna Loa on the Big Island of Kauai. (Check out their blog www.hikemaunaloa.blogspot.com.)
While visiting with us, we accidentally stumbled upon some pretty cool and interesting places, one of them being the ancient Hawaiian village of Kamokila. On our way to view the spectacular Opaeka'a Falls in Hanamaulu, we spotted a hut in the valley, a sign on a side road and took a chance. Boy, were we glad we did!! For a very nominal fee (from a very laissez-faire entrance attendant who charged us much less), we entered the pristine grounds on a self-guided tour of the traditional village. The native village was inhabited in the 1700's along the Wailua River. Fruit trees(breadfruit, banana, apple, mango, etc.) and flowering trees graced the area as well as palms, plumeria and other lush greens. As much as possible the houses are kept in authentic traditional style but have suffered through 2 major hurricanes and many have had to be rebuilt to maintain their structure. Tell tale signs of renovations include thatched roofs with PVC piping, plastic clips and corrugated metal sheeting for support. Likely not the authentic materials from 1700. However, without further dissecting the huts, the feel the village does have a warp zone effect of a primitive era during the 18th century. The 1/2 hr self-tour turned 2 hour for the budding photographers in all of us. Opportunities for great photography presented itself around every corner throughout the village. Thatched roof bamboo huts
seemed randomly scattered throughout the village. Our feeble minds could determine any significance to the placement order of the huts. There seemed to be no preferential location given to those of status or rank. Notable houses in the village were: the Menstruation House where women gathered to make crafts during that special time of the month and the Birthing House, 2 raised flat rocks lay side-by-side. The laboring woman would squat with one leg on each stone and bear down. Funny enough, it didn't seem the most comfortable way to give birth. Down below, fresh green ti leaves were laid out to hopefully welcome the new warrior. Native warriors stood on guard outside the birthing house to announce the arrival of a new boy. No mention was made on site as to the announcement regarding the birth of a girl. I imagine like other ancient cultures, the birth of a girl was considered of much less significance, if any at all. Other interesting huts were the...House of Doctor, the Warrior House, the Hula Hut, the Prime Minister's House, the Men's Eating House and the Sleeping House. A very interesting tour and very well worth the affordable price of admission.

Earthquake!!

Ed was already down at the church. His alarm went off at 6 am and he was down in the santuary rehearsing for Family Celebration Sunday. My alarm rang at 7 am and I sleepily hit the 'off' button and dragged myself down the short hallway to the bathroom. I climbed in the shower and began my morning ritual. Lathering soap in my hair and wakening my body with the cascading water over my head and face, I opened my eyes. Wait a second...what was that? Aaaaah...the tub is swaying back and forth. Aaaaaah....the walls are swaying too. Is this....is it...could it be....could it....ack!!!...it's....an... earthquake!!! OMIGOSH!!!! The dog started barking. I screamed out "BEN!!!!" I was freaked out so I anticipated that the children were as well. Ben frustrated and defiant, yelled back..."Moooooom, I DIDN'T do it!" Chuckling to myself, I rushed through the rest of my shower and grabbed the towel for coverage. Wrapping myself I ran into the living room where the kids were watching t.v. Okay everyone looks safe and sound. Alyson was re-enacting the quake's movement of the recliner she was cuddled up it. Ben inquired "Mom, what was that? Was that a tremor?" Having never experienced an earthquake before, I said "yes, that was a tremor and I think it could've actually been an earthquake." Ben responded "is there going to be another one?" Gosh, well I don't know. There are generally aftershocks, so I reassured him that any secondary tremors were generally much weaker and we probably wouldn't even feel it. In fact, we didn't feel any aftershocks although the newscasts have reported a record 30 aftershocks . Interestingly enough, Ed (and others) didn't even feel the quake yet others in our church reported structural damage to their homes.
Well, things were definitely shakin' here but to our surprise, nothing fell and nothing broke. We were very fortunate.

So factually, the quake occurred October 15, 2006 Sunday morning at 7:07:49 am with the epicentre striking the Big Island of Hawaii. The magnitude was 6.6 on the Richter Scale and was said to have "hit like a jackhammer". The most damage occurred obviously on the Big Island and the island of Maui which is the next closest island. Rockslides, power outages, structural damage to homes, hotels and churches, and cracks in the roads were the most obvious damages from the earthquake. Lucky for us, there are 4 islands in between Kauai and Hawaii Island. We were the 2nd island furthest away from the epicentre. The only inconveniences for us were the inability to watch local news broadcasts, listen to news on the radio, and internet usage was down. We were lucky to get off so easy! Though we experienced the actual quake, we were unable to listen to news regarding its magnitude or any threat of an ensuing tsunami. Lucky for us (again) the danger of a tsunami was minimal and the threat was cancelled as the quake was not large enough to generate the monster waves. Anyways the island was all abuzz about the quake experience and news of the occurrence dominated the news rooms of literally every tv and radio station on the mainland USA. Truthfully (for some local people...me not included...as I felt the darn thing!) they wouldn't have known it had happened if it weren't for the media and the desperation of families to have reassurance of the safety of their loved ones.

Again, we are safe and sound and happy to be alive!! That one was big enough for me though. Any future quakes...could you be smaller please? (Oh....and we really don't want Kauai to be the epicentre...if you know what I mean).

Na Pali Coast Sunset Cruise

Well, September 11th came and went without too much fuss. The day of my birth seemed less monumental and slightly overshadowed by the 5th year anniversary of the 9/11 World Trade Center attack. The day itself, seemed actually very lonely. I wasn't feeling well and hadn't been for a few days and Ben had a day off from school and was well.. quite grumpy. Ed worked the entire day from 8 am to 10 pm, announcing when he came home that, "at least he was home before midnight!" I was in no mood for idle chitchat or humor and went to bed feeling sorry for myself. (Yes, even that can happen in Hawaii) The rest of the week proceeded without any excitement and I continued to feel homesick for all things familiar and longing for an Old Navy store to surface nearby. We don't have one here. Costco comes Oct. 17 and everyone here is in a tizzy for them to open. Me included.

Sunday...still feeling down in the mouth, Ed surprised me with a trip for 2 on the Na Pali Coast sunset/dinner cruise for my birthday. I have been wanting to see the incredible Na Pali coast for oh, about 2 months now!!! Okay, so I didn't really have to wait all that long and boy, was it spectacular!!! Well worth the wait. At 2:30pm we boarded the Blue Dolphin Charter and sailed along the west coast of the island in search of the famous coast. (By the way , they shot alot of Jurassic Park in the Na Pali Coast) Along the way, we saw leatherback sea turtles and a pod of 5 dolphins!! That was a dream come true for me, to see them wild in the water, and it still seems so surreal when I think back to the trip. It was so awesome! We also saw natural caves, waterfalls and glorious beaches relatively untouched by tourism. Meaning only the hardiest of hikers or those lucky enough to own a boat will ever grace the sugary sands of the Na Pali Coast beaches. It is uninhabitable and unaccessible to the average tourist. The tour was 4 hours of pure unadulterated fun and glorious beauty. It ended near Port Allen with a yummy dinner of Kalua pork, pineapple, teriyaki chicken rice, sticky rice, caesar salad and chocolate chip cookies. (For those of you with celiac disease (you know who you are) it was an awkward moment but I chose to live in it and bear the consequences. It wasn't too bad in the end and only hurt a few days later! )Those more adventurous dove into the company's free self-proclaimed famous Mai Tai's but alot of the passengers couldn't get excited about those and opted instead for beer or soda/juice.

The sun set as we ate dinner and got more spectacular as we docked, the light playing off the clouds in a palette of blues, pinks and yellows. With the boats in the background, the setting and the conclusion to the day was positively perfect! I would highly recommend this chartered tour. It's pricey but worth it.

Again, click on any photo to see an enlarged version. Enjoy!!

For additional photos of the Na Pali Coastline, click on www.napali.com/na_pali_coast/ and click on photo gallery.

*For Mom Dyck, you don't have to write the above down on paper just put your arrow (it will turn into a hand) on the underlined words and click. It will take you right there. Then on the right hand side there are the words "photo gallery" with an arrow pointing right. Click on the arrow and you'll see some more pictures.* Check it out!!

Hey...That guys wearin' a skirt!

That right....that's our buddy Joe, and yes, he is wearing a skirt, but don't mess with him because he is known to carry an attitude when needed. He is, really just a big teddy bear. A top hotel exec but a self-proclaimed redneck at heart. He's also Chamorro(u), which is a term for Marianna Islands native. Joe is originally from Guam, but has lived all over the world. Look at that fabulous meal he's creating!!! Grilled Ahi, chamorro-style. The Ahi (tuna) is marinated and then laid on top of a Ti leaf bed of red/yellow bell peppers and onion, and sprinkled with spices and then, smothered in more marinade. Then it is wrapped in the ti leaf and again in tin foil and grilled on the barby. YUM!!! THIS guy knows how to cook! We spent a fabulous evening with Joe and his family and another two families at his house at the base of the mountains. We dined outside at the foot of the mountains and watched the kids sail down the zip line into the jungle. At the bottom of his property, Joe also has a spot where he can go shrimping whenever he likes. Can you image? fresh shrimp any day of the week!!! I was dying to go shrimping and bring a few of the yummy guys home with me, but after about 5 suggestions that we go down and have a look, I resumed my polite stance and sighed. Maybe the next visit will be more successful. Company-wise, it couldn't have been better. What a great time and great family to visit with!!

Kokee State Park

Beautiful scenery and cool fresh air...this is the place to go to when you miss Canada. Pack a picnic lunch, grab a walking stick and set off into the wild blue yonder. But keep an eye out for japanese tree frogs hiding under the brush, gecko, beautiful birds and the odd, very unfriendly wild pig...but probably more like a boar, I think. They have long sharp tusks growing out of their mouths so it's good to stay away from these guys. They're not so nice to put it gently.

Anyways, the view is spectacular as we are hiking along the canyon ridges to discover rarer views of the Waimea Canyon, also known as the "Grand Canyon of the Pacific". Old dried out waterfalls and mountains goats skipping along the cliffs without a care in the world. On one precarious ledge of a cliff, I scooted down (actually I lost my footing and slid...calling out to my fellow hikers to tell Pastor Ed and the kids "I love you". "And when you find my lifeless, limp body, {seeing as i have no dental records here yet}, you'll identify me by the birthmark on my right wrist. Take me to Wilcox Memorial and I'm Type B Pos.") and spotted the mountain goats. Thank goodness we met no angry pigs that day! The rock formation is also fabulous as you'll note from the photo above. Lava rock cooling in the fresh water spring. Cool!!

My two little troopers did very well although Ben, initially excited about offroading in the back of a truck, had serious second thoughts when discovered there was hiking involved. Push came to shove, and although he wasn't happy, he did it! and now has another experience to file away in his computer memory. My biggest trooper was noticeably absent, recovering from hand surgery at the Taba residence watching U of H football in the sacred den.

Oh, but don't panic...not to worry. The hand surgery was from an existing problem Ed had on the palm of his right hand. A massive lump had been growing beneath the skin, slowly drawing in his fingers and distorting his hand. The doctor took one look at it and said, "I can fix that! How's Thursday?" Gotta love our HMSA plan and the American Healthcare system!