Cheezer and Louzer

OK, so I must not be the only one who has sufferred this way. You go to warsh a new shirt and you look for the little annoying tag that tells you how it has to be washed and dried. Instead of words though, you see something like this:

Well, fear not, old friend! I found this online today and it finally answers the question: what do those bloody symbols MEAN??!?!???1

Happy birthday, lil buddy.

We went to Maui to help my parents (above) celebrate their 50th wedding anniversary. These were the shortest eight days ever. We arrived last Friday, shopped at Wal-Mart (ugh, I know), ate out, snorkeled, swam, walked beaches, ate a lot more, had the family pictures taken, missed out on a glass bottom boat ride, checked out the north country and an aquarium, saw a luau and then flew home. In my opinion, the best thing was taking the family pictures on the beach at Kihei. The worst was when Sean got barfy for a few hours mid-week. Overall, the trip rocked a lot and I didn’t want to leave. I miss that constant, warm wind at Ma’alaea already.

The photo’s are here.

My job sent me to Florida last week. Click the picture to see my mini-travelogue.

We are reviewing our home study report now. It looks good so that’s all but done now. We’re one step closer to China, people.