So with the social climate that it is currently, I’ve been trying to celebrate wins in every way I can. When I feel like I suck at adulting or parenting I just need to document moments like these. My little diva may love sugar every now and then but she loves her veggies and fruits just the same. Her daily lunch consists of organic edamame, celery, cheese & crackers, string cheese, and welch’s fruit snacks with a water bottle. I’m proud of my healthy little dancing queen. Check out our convo about okra which by the way she could live off if I let her.
The hubby has been searching for Coho and kept striking out. Yesterday was his lucky day.
I opted to go for a hike after prepping the salmon for the grill. My Adventure Mama partner in crime Nicole decided on Eaglecrest.
Everything about all 2,708 ft was beautiful. Stunning, picture perfect views combined with a nice, balmy 55ish temp, and occasional windy patches. I completed over 5 plus miles for the #Flexitpink #solesisters run.
Salmon for multiple meals is always fun. Last night it was grilled salmon. Tonight I wanted chowder, being gluten free, it’s just a soup I can never get at a restaurant. So I pintrested a bunch of keto and non keto chowders and this is what I came up with. I wish I could’ve got a better picture but it went so fast, that by the time I got to it, it was the bottom of the pot like this lol.
Easy Salmon Chowder
Serves about 4-6
1 lbs left over salmon (mine was precooked)
Half of a large onion (diced)
1lb baby carrots chopped
(Optional 1lb of baby potatoes and or corn precooked)
4 large slices of bacon chopped
2 tblspn gluten free all purpose flour
6 stalks of celery chopped
2 cups beef bone broth
2 cups water
1 tsp Himalayan salt
2 bay leaves
1 1/2 tsp old seasoning
1 tblspn butter
6oz Heavy Cream
2 drops doTerra Lemon Oil
- Brown bacon in pot. Reserve some bacon fat for sauteing the veggies next.
- Add the chopped celery and carrots plus diced onions. Saute about 5 min.
- Add in bone broth and water plus salt, old bay seasoning, potatoes, corn, bay leaves & butter.
- Cook for an additional 5-7 min. Whisk in flour. Then remove from heat and add in cream and lemon oil.
- Sprinkle with a bit more old bay seasoning and serve hot!
If you’re an eighties baby, the movie just popped in your head, Eddie Murphy the cute balding kid, blood porridge? Yuck! Lol but that’s not what this post is about, it’s about family dynamics. Are you the “Golden” child in your family? The one that is constantly praised? The one, that can do no wrong? If you are unsure of your answer to any of those questions, chances are, you are the “Golden” child. Why? you ask, the answer is simple, those whom are not the “Golden” child are painfully aware of their place. The interesting thing about being a “Golden” child is that, it’s not always your immediate family unit that can give you the title of the “Golden” child. You could be the “Golden” grandchild but the black sheep of your siblings or vice versa.
The problem I struggle with, is, I’ve felt both roles and I know how frustrating both can be. Both roles can be lonely. Its lonely at the top and even more so at the bottom. I feel like birth order also plays a huge role in the dynamic. Typically the baby of the family is the “Golden”child, however it’s not always the case. This post is a blog, my thoughts, my feelings, I’m not writing a scientific paper with facts and studies. I’m writing with my heart. I’m writing with pain, anger, hurt, love, and the need to be heard. I’m writing because sometimes being the oldest isn’t all that great. You are the reason rules are created, you are basically the rough draft of a final paper. You become a Final Paper when you decide your path after you graduate. However, life is not fair and sometimes even though you should be a thesis paper or a doctorate because of how far you’ve come and everything you’ve accomplished, you’ll always be the rough draft of final. Acceptance is the most jagged pill to swallow. But sometimes you just have to take a deep breath and remember that for every person whom doesnt know your true worth there are probably double that amount of whom think youre amazing. I have two lovely little pieces of my heart that think I’m the most amazing and important person in their lives and you know what they are both my “Golden” child because they help make me better. Adulting is hard, parenting is worse but at least one pays with hugs and kisses, you only learn the value of those once they aren’t easily accessible. Thanks for reading the ramblings of a mommy missing her babies.
I have had a phrase muttered to me numerous times when people learn that we retired here, why Juneau? People either love it here or hate it. No in betweens. No matter which side of the fence you are on, both want to know, “why WE chose Juneau” My answer can not be summed up in words.. This is my answer
We chose Juneau because its quirky, awesome, small town, a little crunchy, and true Alaskan life. I love the community, and I’m proud to embrace learning more about the Native Alaskan culture that reminds me so much of my own Native Hawaiian. We are all connected. So yeah, I got mushy but despite Juneau’s grayish gloomy exterior there are days like today when its sunny and beautiful. A day like today where I can sit in my own backyard by the waterfall, watching a fire and grubbing on these coconut shrimps. #alaskalife
Sunny days in Alaska = get up and go outdoors! It is a rare warmer sunny day in this season, I’d like to call spring-ter. (Spring-ter; Spring is trying to crush winter, but winter is not taking the transition well.) That being said, I really wanted to get a family hike in today. Let me explain why this is such an ambitious goal. Family hikes typically consist of Lili complaining of how tired she is, and how her legs are broken, she’s hungry (even if she just ate) and any other excuse she can come up with, all of these excuses are present no matter the climate, Puerto Rico, Alaska etc.
Today, however, I’ve learned that family hikes are successful when everyone has ketones, Lili gets her own Bluetooth earpiece and can jam out to kids bop, Keoni brings binoculars, and if we all wear our yak trax. On this particular day we did everything except the last item, which was critically important and suggested by the 9 year old. Marc and I were disillusioned by the golden ball of warmth in the sky. Big mistake! We had an awesome ice hike/walk on Auke Lake trail with only two falls on the ice by Marc and myself but no real injuries 🙂 It really was a perfect way to end this Spring break laughs and fun had by all! Next time yack trax for all!
It all started Friday night at 8pm I committed myself to pretty much the hardest challenge ever. First off I’m Hawaiian, I love food, it’s my happy place, my comfort. Yes, psychologically I know that’s not good which is why I knew I could benefit from this. I’ve posted a screenshot of the plan. It seemed hard but doable. Saturday morning I was already doubting myself like “girl forget this mess you can’t do it” then by the afternoon the rumbling subsided a bit, I was still hungry but I tried to keep busy. Here’s the TMI, a good portion of time after I consumed said product was spent cleansing myself in the bathroom. 🤣 I can definitely say my insides are cleansed! No garbage left here. Sunday, and Sunday night/Monday morning was probably the worst night of sleep ever. My body and mind was on rebellion mode, I had to use the bathroom every hour and then woke up and couldn’t go back to sleep from 3am-4am (not cool because I needed to wake up for work at 5:30am) It was rough and I’m sure daylight savings in the middle didn’t help either. I woke up groggy, with the brain capacity of a zombie. I survived till 10am at work, when I ate my first meal of mini egg muffins with Kale and Procissuto. I’m not going to lie it was amazing lol. Overall it was very successful in all regards my appetite is significantly smaller, my tummy is adjusting to solid foods and I feel great. The actual numbers…<drum roll> I lost 4lbs and 2inches off my hips and waist. Again I was not looking for weight loss I was just looking to cleanse but I’m not complaining This reboot certainly was not easy but I’m proud to say I did it! If you want to try our next reboot with me, I’m game. You can follow my fitness journey on FB here Lani, Fitness Coach
Eleven years ago Marc and I met as damaged individuals. We were by no means perfect, but we’ve grown together, learned together, and helped heal each other. We also had a third wheel in our marriage, one that it took me 10 years to understand and master. No one ever realizes when you say I do to someone in the military you say I do to being second. Not second in the eyes of your spouse but second to the entire US government. For some its too much, for the rest of us that fight our way through it, its just another obstacle that we must conquer. We learn the ways, we deal with the pain, we even begin to master it. Holidays and special dates do not hold meanining any more, presence does. We learn to plan and then plan some more and then plan for the new change and then another new one. When we are afforded time together we celebrate everything and everydate we missed due to work travel, a deployment or just late hours at work. We learn to function apart, much longer than we’d want but we have no choice. Then you learn how to live with one another again. It’s a rollercoaster with twists, turns, drops and moments you do not not how you will make it out alive. The best part is when you circle right back to where you started and remember there is nowhere else you’d rather be. Thank you for 10 beautifully messy and amazing years of marriage Marc. Here’s to many more! We are still a work in progress. I love doing life with you!