Stickers! Stickers! Everywhere! We just received our final shipment of Household Goods. This shipment was in temporary storage while we were overseas in Puerto Rico. Let’s do the math! It went into storage before we left Puerto Rico and we were in Puerto Rico for two years so this stuff has been in storage for about 3 years. We vaguely remembered what we had and were unable to decifer the misspelled abbreviations of descriptions on the inventory list.  It was like an overwhelming treasure chest of things. Some of these items we were excited to see; our chaise lounge chairs, our bar stools, desks, tv stands etc. Others not so much, a second dinning room table complete with chairs, furniture that should have been left behind period 😉 Matching stickers to the inventory list is a job my children would enjoy, me not so much. My least favorite part is removing said stickers, and or forgetting to remove said stickers. You know you’ve been to a military spouses home when you find brightly colored inventory stickers affixed to random pieces of furniture. It’s always a fun game trying to remember which stickers are from what move and/or which duty station. It’s surreal thinking that this really was our final shipment and final move with the military. It’s a new feeling putting down real roots but I’m happy to be here. I love my job and I love our awesome community in Juneau. If you need me I’ll be removing stickers and actually planning our future 😉


Life gets in the way

I’m sorry I’ve been MIA. There have been so many new changes in life and adjustments to a……dare I say it? permanent home. It still makes me giggle that Juneau was our first tour and I came here kicking and screaming in 2009. I even left with a break up letter that I’m sure you can still read here in my blog. Eight years later and three tours later I’ve embraced this beautiful city with open arms. I love it here. I’m ready to enjoy a slower paced life. Im ready for a 10 min 6 mile commute to work and school. I’m ready for a big beautiful home. Most of all I’m ready to put down roots where we already had some started. Don’t get me wrong the daylight and sunlight situation combined with the snow can be hard but it’s a welcome change. Juneau has also upped it’s food scene tremendously since our last tour and it stole this Hapa girls heart with the ability to buy poke at the store or a loco moco at the breeze Inn. Yes food is life and my life is full! 

With tomorrow being thanksgiving I’m  reminded of how thankful I am for so much wonderful things in my life. I’m also reminded that this is the second thanksgiving without my grandmother and its a tough pill to swallow but I’ll pot my glass of BlackBerry wine and send a toast to her and all my loved ones in hopes that they are celebrating too. I’ve renamed this holiday because I don’t want to affiliate myself with the horrible true roots of thanksgiving, it’s now Friendsgiving! A day for all family and friends together, experience culture through food and stuff themselves silly 😁 I know, I know it’s not an original name but the easiest to promote right now! Wishing you all a great holiday weekend and if you’re interested in supporting small businesses I have a few

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PCsing my life away

It’s interesting to me to see how people prejudge what they don’t know. As we trudged through San Juan airport with 10 bags, we got looks ranging from disgust, curiosity, and even annoyance. All these people saw was a family with too many bags. I fully admit we were a sight to see. I would’ve captured a photo of us in all our heavy baggage glory, however after one of the car seats fell on my head while I was tagging it, I decided I just wanted to be done. 

I wanted to turn to everyone in line behind us huffing and puffing to themselves because we were taking too long, that I was sorry. I wanted to let my tears stream down and say “Please bear with us everything that’s valuable in our lives are in these bags. We are on a military move and we need to survive off of all of this for 2 months.” I wanted to explain the flood of emotions that we had bottled up inside. We left a life, a great life. We left friends that became family. We were leaving a piece of ourselves in Puerto Rico,  just like we did in San Francisco and Virginia. 

 This the first move that we are returning to a place we previously lived. Juneau Alaska was our very first station as a military family and now it may very well be our last. We will make Juneau our new home and enjoy every precious moments of it. We will never forget the experiences we’ve had and amazing people we’ve met which have helped shaped us all. 

So next time you see a family trudging through the airport with too many bags take heed. For that poor family may be one kind word from a breakdown. Hug everyone a little tighter and closer we are all in this together. 

Military wife life

Dear new military wife,

I wish there were words of comfort and encouragement. I wish I could tell you that I love this life. I wish I could tell you it gets easier. As I sit here after my husbands retirement party I wish I could tell you that’s it’s going to be great. I wish I could tell you you’ll begin to love this life that you’ll get used to it. I can’t, it sucks I’m balling as I write this. PCSING SUCKS nothing ever prepares you for the pain of making amazing friends and leaving them. I don’t care what drama a station may bring or what things feel so big while you’re there that you can’t bear them. Leaving behind the friends that become family sucks. I know I want to see them again and I know we’ll make plans to reconnect but life gets in the way and it’s not always that easy. This life gets in the way. Whomever thinks that military wives have it easy deserves a throat punch. This life is full of painful goodbyes and pretending to be strong for our babies. If you’re good at this life then each station you leave hurts even more because the connections you make are real. I want to have something positive to say but right now my heart hurts and I’m tired of being strong. I’m going to miss my friends and I’m probably going to cry myself to sleep. Tonight is my night to cry and feel sorry for myself. My night to say “what was I thinking?” My moment to break into a million pieces and be that hot mess that I can’t ever be. When tomorrow comes I’ll put on my happy face for my kids, my husband and the wonderful people I’m saying goodbye to and I’ll pretend that I’m ok. I’m not. The experiences I’ve had on this journey are amazing and I wouldn’t trade them for a thing but the pain is real. I know I signed up for this life when I said I do. It doesn’t make it any easier to say a hui hou to all my friends that became family in Puerto Rico. I love you dearly! 


A heart broken military wife

I wasn’t ready

Helen Beccaria’s Memorial and Estate fund 
I thought I knew what loss felt like, but I didn’t. I thought I knew what a broken heart felt like, but I didn’t. I thought I knew how to handle grief but I don’t. This is the first time in my adult life that I’ve lost someone so close to my heart that I literally feel the pieces of my heart continously shattering. I’m thankful for each and every moment that I was able to share with my grandmother. I know she’s not suffering or in pain but there’s a terribly selfish side of me that didn’t want to let her go. This one woman helped me become the woman I am, she was my backbone, my cheerleader, my confidant, my hero, the one that could drive me the craziest. I’m happy my children got to spend some her last days with her. I’m not really sure how I’m going to be able to hold it together. My Nonnie was going to live forever in my eyes. I wasn’t ready…I didn’t want to say goodbye not yet.. I hope and pray Papa was waiting at the gates with a martini and smile. Tell all our loved ones we love them especially my father. I look forward to you visiting me in my dreams and I long for your hugs and a squeeze on the back of my neck. Death Sucks!

Comfort foods

Learning of all the new changes life will be bringing us, is exciting and stressful all wrapped into one. So I’ve decided I need to revamp both my diet and exercise regiment since I have about 10lbs of extra weight that came with from my travels this summer. Being part Hawaiian and raised by a Filipino step dad, food has always been my comfort. I don’t want to eat my feelings so I re-did a favorite from my home Hawai’i; Squid Luau. Typically you would make this by boiling taro leaves but searching all of Puerto Rico for taro leaves was not high on my list, so I worked with what I had.

I love the way it turned it, creamy goodness with out all the extra fat. Here’s the recipe and with 8 servings, each at about 143 a pop plus loaded with vitamin C, K and tons of others.

Squid Luau

1 package 16oz frozen squid

4 cups water

1 can Coconut milk

2 tbsp coconut oil

1/2 tsp Hawaiian  Seasalt or Himalayan Salt

1 container Olivia’s organic power greens

1 packet stevia

Boil squid in 2 cups of water first for about 10 min. Then add in all of the greens and let cook for another 10 minutes. Add in 2 more cups of water, the salt, stevia, coconut milk and coconut oil. Let simmer for another 5 minutes and serve hot.

8 servings at 143 calories

A taste of Brazil

Today we attended a birthday party for a special friend of ours here in Puerto Rico. She loves Capoiera and decided to have a party at the school where she takes lessons; CFDAC- ABADA CAPOIERA. Capoiera has always been something I thought Lili would enjoy and boy was I right. For those who don’t know, Capoeira is a system of physical discipline and movement originating among Brazilian slaves, treated as a martial art and dance form. Lili was a natural. I mean really you can’t go wrong when you mix, gymnastics, dance, strength and music. The instructor was knowledgeable and very patient with the children. I love that they teach the children commands and positions in Portuguese. I’m so excited for her to learn more about her Portuguese heritage.  We look forward to signing up for lessons in the future.

Her new found intrest in Brazil spiked both of our interest in trying out a new recipe. We found this recipe on Pintrest and tweaked it just a bit to our taste buds. The original came from Jo Cooks. I think next time I’ll add the seafood mix and shrimp, I omitted the extra shrimp this time. Overall I thought it was great, but it was a bit too complex for the Littles’taste buds. We paired it with garlic bread for the family and corn tortillas for me 😉 I’d say today was a success we learned about a new culture and paired it with food, parenting win!

Brazilian Seafood Soup


Prep time

15 mins

Cook time

25 mins

Total time

40 mins


Serves: 6


  • 2 tbsp olive oil
  • 1 medium onion, chopped
  • 1 bell pepper, chopped (I used a red one)
  • 4 cloves garlic, minced
  • ½ cup long-grain rice
  • a pinch red pepper flakes
  • 2 tsp salt
  • 1 15 oz can diced tomatoes
  • 4 cups vegetable broth
  • 1 cup canned unsweetened coconut milk
  • 1 16oz bag of frozen mixed seafood & 1/2 lb frozen shrimp
  • ¼ tsp ground black pepper
  • juice from 1 lemon
  • ½ cup chopped fresh parsley for garnish 
  • 1/4 cup Cilantro 
  • 1 tsp of chili garlic seasoning


  1. In a large soup pot heat the olive oil over low heat. Add onion, bell pepper, garlic and cook stirring occasionally until the onion and pepper are soft.
  2. Add the rice, red pepper flakes, salt, tomatoes and water to the pot and bring a boil. Cook until the rice is almost done, about 10 minutes.
  3. Stir the coconut milk into the soup. Bring to a simmer and then stir in the seafood. Simmer, stirring occasionally, until the seafood is just done, 5 to 10 minutes. Stir in the black pepper, lemon juice, and parsley.

Nutrition Information

Calories: 306 Fat: 15.3 g Saturated fat: 9.2 g Carbohydrates: 23.9 g Sugar: 7.0 g Sodium: 1095 mg Fiber: 4.2 g Protein: 20.4 gCholesterol: 149 mg