Another birthday...another goodbye....

Well I survived another birthday. I think we had three parties for this one, the memories are still a little hazy. Possibly due to the amount of over consumption that took place. Hmmmm....maybe that had something to do with it? The grand finale was a pool party on the 11th. A good time was had by all. My feet still hurt from dancing on the no slip plastic pool tile. I blew a flip flop out early in the night when my friend Miguel pulled me into the pool so I ended up dancing barefoot. Speaking of my friend Miguel, we are having one last PCS (permanent change of station -aka- "going away") party for him tonight as he and Poncho get on the flight tomorrow to head back to their home in Hawaii. Miguel is my best buddy out here and Poncho is Miguel's old boxer who has spent some time at our house while the Busquets were on vacation. They have been trying to get out of here since the end of last month. Miguel was just waiting on all of the paperwork to go through. I'm sure he's getting excited about getting back to the family and spending some time with his new twins. I'm sad to see them go. They will surely be missed. Aloha my friends.

My One Year Old In Houston

Here is a photo my Dad sent me of my one year old little girl Carys at the Houston airport. Looks like with the hat she was able to fit right in with the natives.

Pink Eye

Hello friends that I haven't seen in a while…no I haven't forgotten about you all. I have pink eye!…or more like fluorescent red eyes! I've had it for a full week now. I woke up yesterday and it was far worse; not better after 6 days of antibiotic treatment. Apparently I have been unlucky enough to contract viral pink eye or I've got a drug resistant bacterial strain. They took a culture yesterday and said they should have results by Thursday. If it's viral like the PA suspects (they've had a few cases lately) I just have to wait for it to run it's course. WTF!!!?

I'm back in my office now with three bottles of hand sanitizer, a can of Lysol, box of tissues, and a couple bottles of eye drops as the deadlines won't wait. My eyes are F…ing killing me! They feel like someone rubbed beach sand into them. My boss saw me a little bit ago and said I looked like the devil with my glowing red eyes. Well the name Brandon actually is derived from a hebrew word meaning from the depths of fire or from the firey hill. When I told my mom this she said how appropriate. Hmmmmm....maybe time for a career change? What kind of income would the devil pull in?

Going on week two of quarantine in an empty house all by myself…:(

It's out there folks. Wash your hands.

Happy Birthday Sis!

It's my little sisters birthday today. Well actually where I'm located just on the other side of the international date line her birthday was yesterday. But where she is in Seattle Washington it is still today, August 4th! You can check out her blog at http://michelleauer.blogspot.com/

Diagnosis Asthma

The specialist Carys went to see in Virginia Dr. Nair (pronounced two syllables NA-Ear) said that she thinks Carys has asthma. So she wants to put her on steroids twice per day for six weeks and see how she responds. She has to be closely monitored while on the treatment as there is a possibility it could stunt her growth. Not very cool.

Beach Babe

Here is a cute picture a friend took of Carys hanging out at the beach watching her Dad play volleyball with his friends this last Sunday. The day before she and her Mom flew down to Maryland for a couple weeks. Carys is on a medical referral while she is down there to see a lung specialist. She has been sick for about 7 weeks now and was not getting better. The poor kid hasn't been able to sleep through the night for quite some time because of her coughing. It wasn't until last week that the Pharmacy got a stronger cough medicine for infants that actually helped her. Chest X-rays indicated her lungs have inflammation and tests showed her oxygen saturation levels have dropped. The Doctor said it is most likely a viral infection in her lungs or asthma.

However sick and tired she is, it still doesn't seem to dampen her spirits. She's such a happy little girl.

Carys's First Birthday! July 19th. Wow, has it been a year already!?

I guess it is all relative. If you ask me: How long it has been since my daughter was born? I'll tell you it seems like it was just last week. If you ask me: How long it has been since I hung out with all of the boys? I'll tell you it seems like it has been a year...

Back to the party.

There was fun for the kids...a sprinkler ball, small swimming pool with canopy that a few kids dove into with their clothes on; a new sand box, and a couple piñatas full of goodies. The theme was Elmo.

Cute pic of Carys and one of her friends. It appears that the boys are already lining up. I'll have to stay on my toes. That is her nanny "Shaggy" holding her.

Carys enjoying her dinner. Looks like she was enjoying the pulled pork, or as the Hawaiians call it Kahluha pork. Apparently I make pretty good Kahluha pork for a "Haole" or so my Hawaiian friends say. I was up all night cooking and then went into work around 2:30AM to meet a deadline. Biked home for an hour and a half to frost the cake to look like Elmo and cook some more. Then back to work until around 3:30PM. I was feeling pretty out of it by the time the party rolled around.

Any idea how many bottles of red food coloring it takes to get cream cheese frosting Elmo red? It takes 4...4 whole bottles of red food coloring! Any one have any ideas on how I get this stuff out of my clothes now?
She decided she wanted to feed some to her Dad. That's my arm on the left.
Carys passed out about half way into her party. I on the other hand saw the last guests off and cleaned up at around 2:30AM. Did we all sleep in? No... Carys got up bright and early the next morning to open and play with all of her new gifts. I think it was a success.

Carys took her first steps this weekend.

Laura's manager had us and few others over for dinner this weekend (July 6th). Carys and Laura were in the kitchen and I was seated in a chair in the next room. Carys was standing on her own in the kitchen smiling while her Mom and a couple others were cheering for her and telling her what a good job she was doing standing all by herself like a big girl. When all of a sudden she locked eyes with me, took off running and ran right to Daddy. She threw up her arms to hug me and buried her smiling face into Daddy. I guess you don't actually have to walk before you run. I think she took about seven steps in all. What a great moment. I know I'll never forget it. :)