I’m definitely not going to be able to finish all these by New Year’s Eve. Sigh… Will I ever get caught up?
This date never goes by without me thinking about my folks on Oʻahu, watching the smoke rise from the burning ships in Pearl Harbor. They were terrified, and the reports on the radio were scary to hear.
Hau`oli la hanau, Moki-chan! No need get caught up by da end of da year. My therapist used to ask me, to illustrate how absurd my desire to cross everything off of my to-do list, “Will you ever get all of your work done?” I try to remember this when I do my annual year-end cleaning, because I *never* ever finish cleaning everything I want to clean.
I get one idea fo’ all da Spam yo aikane wen geev you. I make Spam hash. Dice up da Spam, fry up some hash browns, den combine ’em. If you like, add chopped bell peppers too. Add lillo bit ground pepper and diced dried onions, and ho! Brok’ da mout! It’s what we had for breakfast this morning. On’y ting da buggah get planny salt.
Hauʻoli lā hanau back atcha, my sista. I so appreciate your words. I never finish much of anything either when it comes to cleaning!
Spam hash.. I could do that! Nolemana really has to watch his salt intake, though, so gotta ration it. Mahalos!
Aue. I meant “Hau`oli Makahiki Hou.” Makule brain. Ed would laugh at me.
Ack! I wen do da same ting!! Ed stay laffing up dea, I tink. And shaking his head.
You got spammed, hahahahaha
I did foa realz!! Hahahaha.