The beginning and the end

It's been three fabulous years. Thank you Aunty Margie!
My mood: tired
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It's been three fabulous years. Thank you Aunty Margie!
My mood: tired
Well the days are numbered at Auntie M's. We're down to our last 2 days.
He has been with Auntie M since he was 8-months old. 3 years of his life he spent more waking hours with her than me. She is truly an angel and I don't know what I would have done without her. There are not enough words to express my gratitude for everything she's done for us. I'll miss seeing her and all the other kids. But it's time for us to move on and for her to impart her wisdom and love on another blessed little keiki.
Tonight we went to orientation at his new preschool. He seemed very comfortable in the fact that he was going to be in school starting on Monday. So that's a relief to me. He won't cry. I probably will.
My mood: getting sad, but happy that he'll make a smoother transition than I will
The weather has been oddly strange the last week. The wind is howling and it might still be raining. Isn't it JULY!!!???
I blame my sister.
What did the rice say to the spam?
Let's get nori
I love it!
My mood: lethargic
Aah, to be young and carefree.
My mood: exhausted
A better entry would have been Cats in the microwave, but fortunately, this is not an entry about manapua.
Cat story #1: Aunty M has a cat named Ditto. Last weekend when she had some family over, her sister-in-law said that her neighbor has a Myspace account and that there's a picture of Aunty M's cat on her web page. The caption is "Me and my cat RUFUS." So they all went on Myspace and checked out the neighbor's space and sure enough there's Ditto a.k.a. Rufus with the neighbor all cuddly and cute. FUNNY! The neighbor does know that the cat belongs to Aunty M and she knows his name is Ditto.
Cat story #2: Nina has a cat, Newt. One day she's looking for her cat outside and is calling him. She hears a tiny meow and looks up to find her cat staring at her from inside the neighbor's 2nd floor room. She went next door to talk to her neighbor and let her know her cat was in their house and to apologize. The neighbor said she knows and that Newt comes to visit them every day through the cat door.
Microwave (no cat in this section): My tech is wonderful, but clumsy. Last week she set the microwave on fire. Rather, she set the laulau on fire inside the microwave. Somehow she set the timer on 30 minutes and left the microwave on. After about 5 minutes there was smoke. Apparently the laulau ignited from the middle and when she retrieved it and doused it in the sink it was smoking like a meteorite and had melted the bottom of her rubbermaid container. The entire library (it's not that big) stank of burnt laulau. We had to open the one window in the staffroom and the front doors to air out the building. Our microwave still smells like smoke.
My mood: exhausted and looking forward to the weekend.
Food choices are severely limited where I work. My previous workplace was a palace away from every ethnic food choice possible. I enjoyed lunch time there. Feel like dim sum, Russian, Greek, Mexican, sushi, etc, etc, etc, it was all minutes away. I loved it. Now my choices are: Ken's (so-so plate lunches), L&L, Jack-in-the-box, Subway, McDonald's, and 7-11 (I'm not kidding). Seriously lacking, so I rarely buy lunch and have a stash of boxed-microwave-ready food handy under my desk for those days that I just have nothing to eat. Today, I did bring lunch, but I was easily swayed to the dark side of fast food when Nina announced that she was going out for lunch and did I want to split a sandwich?
Am having digestion problems. Or there were too many jalapenos on my Subway sandwich. Nina and I have discovered that if we half a foot-long sandwich it comes out to $3.50 per person and we happen to love the same sandwich. Pastrami on garlic bread with honey mustard sauce, piled with veges (no onions). Today's sandwich was not evenly disbursed. I discovered a clump of jalapenos, followed by a clump of olives. I am now feeling pain.
My mood: ugh
I have major clutter issues. My personal organizer is trying to clean my kitchen at 1:30 a.m. I needed to escape... mostly to hide things in my room. I need help! Although I can be thankful that she uncovered my MIA Costco coupons. He, he, he.
My mood: wired (I just ate 3 gummy peaches so we could get rid of the bag)
My C-Man LOVES shave ice. Always has loved ice and smothered with colored sugar water even better. Anyway, been looking for a shave ice machine since Aunty J has one and he loves it so much. Finally found one at Walmart. It was almost $30, but I bought it anyway because I can. Haven't used it yet, good thing. Grandpa was cleaning out the closet of junk yesterday and found our ancient shave ice machine. I was small when we used to use it. And guess what? It still works, so the expensive Walmart machine goes back to the store today.
Oh, found another cheaper one at Daiei (or DonQui-whaterver) the same week. See, when it rains, it pours.
My mood: happy
Researching airfare to Vegas to visit our friend Chris in January. $1000+ per person. Could it get any more ridiculous? Of course, I'm traveling with 3 other teachers so my time frame is limited to peak travel dates! If I went any other time during the school year, the fares are only $700!
My mood: annoyed at our dependence on fossil fuels
I've been having way too much fun this summer. Yeah.
Attended my HS "reunion" this weekend (Nice pics Mr. Phil-- ha, ha). Was worth attending to see some old friends. Afterwards, we went to visit Kathy and we talked until 2:00 am. Guess there's a lot of catching up when you haven't seen each other in many years.
Also went to the zoo this weekend and the animals were out and about:
Now I have this semi-cold that I'm hoping will go away by the time my sister arrives. Woohoo.
Ooh, double Woohoo for Colt Brennan and his NFL deal! Let's hope he can make a career out of football.
My mood: itchy
(AFTER I bought new tires) I look at my backup email and see an email from Aunty J Tire Safety News Report. I open it up and proceed to be horrified as I purchased my tires from Sears!
At 11:00 p.m. I took a flashlight outside to inspect my tires and found the DOT code XXX-XXX-1008. Phew. Safe tires. I could go to be a happy (and safe) camper.
My mood: safe
Great.
How does one discover that cow urine is helpful to bees? Did a cow walk by and piss on a box of bees and they noticed that the bees were happier? Hmmm. Let's study that. The bees are healthy and our honey has a unique flavor...
YUM!
My mood: good and extremely grateful that my honey supplier (Doug) doesn't own any cows
Finally bought that refrigerator for upstairs (Sis coming is a great incentive). It was delivered today.
The first thing to go in was, of course, the most important (milk doesn't count because I didn't put it there)!
Then I find out that I have a slow leak in my tire. Turns out I need to replace all 4 because the treads are too low to pass my next safety inspection. Sheesh. Between the new fridge and tires, I spent almost $1500 in a week. Yesterday I got the bill for my car insurance. Yikes. Guess I know where the stimulus cash is going...
My mood: broke
Thus the Transformer quest continues as I destroy my fabulous bod by shoveling grease disguised as food into my system. Ugh. I need a McDonald's break -- no more Happy Meals! Please!
My mood: bloated and full of lard
Everytime I end up at McDonalds with my child, I end up with some stupid toy that eventually gets ignored and can be easily discarded. There are those few toys that he does treasure and play with often and they are always the cars. So everytime there's a car promotion or something similar, I end up eating a lot of Happy Meals. C-Man was very into the Speed Racer cars and when that was over, I was thrilled.
C-Man ask me if my meal is a Sad Meal. I tell him yes, as it is truly sad that I eat McDonalds food more often now than before I had a child who could say "french fries."
This morning, I discover online that the new toys coming out today are Transformers Animated toys. I find my stomach turning at the thought of another cheeseburger... Why is it that they don't offer the fish sandwich in a Happy Meal? It would be a much happier meal for me.
Can you guess what's for lunch today?
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Last nite we were at Mussonville celebrating the birthday of our nation. Musson's bought a 5000 pack of firecrackers. It was the COOLEST thing ever. They were PAPERLESS!!!!! I had never heard of such a thing. It was miraculous and WHY wasn't it invented 30+ years earlier? Do you know how many hours of my life were wasted raking up those stupid little red pieces of paper from the yard? He lit it up, we enjoyed the fireworks and when it was pau, all that was left was a little box from the middle which hold the big bang at the end. He kicked it onto the side of the street and it was done. All clean. Cool.
My mood: thrilled to still have 2 days off
Today, I was reading a book called the Companies we keep 2. The first book of the series was okay, it focused on actual companies in Hawaii. This one is more interesting for me. It had tidbits about Hawaii's past that I didn't know about. Fascinating and I highly recommend it. Anyway, in the back there's a section with Hawaii trivia questions. One of them was about Rap Replinger and his comedy routines. I was impressed with myself because I got most of them right. Woohoo. It makes me want to dig out my CD Poi dog with crabs and listen to it. Let's face it, Rap Reiplinger was a genius. The CD brings back memories of my childhood. I think we spent many evenings listening to a cassette at home. And for a little bit of trivia about my family... did you know that my bro's name came from my suggestion after listening to skit the Young kanakas? A-Ha! Well, there was also a boy from my class with the same name too.
So one of my more brilliant moments as a librarian occurred this afternoon. We were discussing one of the questions in the book about one of his skits (Room service) and I decide that I need to know the answer. I search the collection for the CD, but it's out. Then I try one of the other CDs to see if it's on the "best of," but am horrified to find that it isn't. Then I do a stupid internet search. As I am doing this, the thought occurs to me that below the title of the quiz is a little sentence that says "Answers on page 235 (or whatever page it's on)" DUH! What can I say? I'm enthusiastic about my job...
Okay stupid dark green Nissan SUV: if you're gonna cut me off at least have the decency to go faster than me so I don't have to slam on my brakes to avoid rear-ending you. What a jacka**.
This stagnant weather is really making me grouchy. I hope for the return of trades very soon (like before this weekend).
My mood: headachy