My Slice of Heaven?

We are back!

taken from the car on the Kohala Coast

  Back in paradise!

The ocean the morning after the Tsunami.  Taken from the Hilton Waikoloa.

 Back on the Big Island! 

 Honl Beach, Kailua-Kona, HI

I am so happy I could sing.  I would sing right in your ear.  It might not sound great, but you will know I have joy.

Then you would listen more closely and you would start to hear it.  The horrible sound of whining.  The sound of someone who is having a hard time adjusting to paradise.  Poor thing.  Boohoo!  I feel so sorry for you.  NOT!

Anyway... enjoy my sob story.

Welcome to my beautiful new home.

This is the back of the house.
The little building on the left is the outside bathroom, laundry room and storage area.

 I love my yard.

The girls love the freedom of all the unfenced space!

See what I mean by LOVE!

I love the carport aka the living room.

Notice my sweet hubby.  He never wears a shirt.  I love that about him!

I love the free bananas.

The first harvest of Apple Bananas.  They are sweet and delicious!  We usually get 40 to a bunch!

mmmm!

What!!!  I grow effing nanas in my yard?  SWEET!

You know what I don't love?
Brown walls.

This is the yucky color of the walls in most of my house.  
This  sweet gecko is a welcome guest.  He eats b-52's (but that is a whole other story).

So, you may think, "Gosh, I thought Ashtin loved the color brown."  Well, yes, I do, but I don't like poop brown on my walls or furniture.  Plus, this brown matches cane spiders perfectly.  (If you are squeemish, DO NOT CLICK ON THE LINK!)  I HATE spiders and anything else that feels like it needs 8 legs to scurry around.  Why people would eat a crab is beyond me.  Spiders of the sea.  SICK!
Anyway, if you clicked on the link you know what the following means:  SERIOUS!  EFF THAT!  NOPE!  NOT HAVING THAT!  WHAT THE...   I CAN'T....  AHH... AAAHHHHHHHHHHH!


But I did.
I did have that.
IN.MY.HOUSE.
Insert my horrified face,  or look at these cute ones.

I sure love this face!

I love her too!
Is there a more perfect setting for an outside bath?  I think not!

See, it almost worked.  I almost fooled you.  Sadly, once you have seen the 8 legged spawn of satan in your house you will never be the same.  You will:

*Stare at walls for hours on end just in case there is another one around, all the while hoping you NEVER have to see another one.  And if you do,  praying it doesn't move because that makes the whole ordeal 100 times more scary.

*Duck around the halls.

*Sleep in a tent... 

I even have a full size mattress in there!

In your living room... 

fyi, my sweet husband came up with the idea.  Actually, we bought his huge tent for $15 dollars at a yard sale and we had set it up for a "fun" surprise for the girls... little did we know it was going to become the master bedroom!

For SEVERAL weeks... 

Like 4!

Okay, I know you are thinking... is she crazy?  Maybe.  I guess you could say that this fear has taken over my life.  Maybe what I am doing is unhealthy. I don't care.  I am sleeping, and I am not afraid.  Ha!
Tell me what you think.  What would you do?