I Must Be Crazy!

One of my favorite bloggers is Stephanie Pearl-McPhee, from Canada. She’s an amazing knitter and a wonderful writer. In January, she wrote about the Olympics and how knitting is her sport. Then she got the brilliant idea to have a “Knitting Olympics”, which would start during the opening ceremonies of the Olympic Games, and end before the flame was extinguished. You can read about it here. Continue reading

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Da Oregon Rain

Da Hawaiian language get ukupila words for rain: kili, kilihune, (fine, light rain), ko‘iawe, light, moving rain; lelehuna, fine, windblown rain. Ua, da rain, was beloved by early Hawaiians because it preserved da land, and was called kāhiko o ke akua, adornment of deity. Lots of rains had specific names and were associated poetically wit particular places [Hawaiian Dictionary, Pukui and Elbert]. My middo name, Anuheaikauatuahine, refers to da cool, refreshing rain Tuahine in Mānoa Valley on O‘ahu, weah I was born and raised. Continue reading

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Da Christmas Tree Conundrum

For da lass couple of weeks I been listening to all da debates about da “holiday tree” vs da “Christmas tree”. For da first time evah, da City of Portland, Oregon, in deah wisdom loloness decided dat da huge tree in Pioneer Courthouse Square was to be called…. drum roll….. “The Holiday Tree”. How stupid is dat. Well, anyway, I was thinking about dat, and decided for turn on da radio in da lua while I was taking my shower lass nite. Usually I listen to http://www.hawaiianrainbow.com or one Hawaiian Kalikimaka CD, but I nomo in da lua. Continue reading

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Da Sketch From Hell… Umm…. My Masterpiece!

My hubby and I own one real estate appraisal company. Part of my job is to input da sketch of da hale into our appraisal software proggy from da sketch dat my hubby does on-site. Usually stay pretty easy: 15 right, 24 left, 36.5 up, etc. Occasionally I get one real challenging one cuz of da lolo angles in da hale, but usually I no end up bolohead from tearing my hair out. Wen come close, but so far I stay okay. Today, though, I wen meet da sketch from hell. Continue reading

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Da Coyote

We wen have some excitement around here a couple of days ago. Was early in da kakahiaka (well, early foah me!), about 7 a.m., and just getting light. We get two Maremma Livestock Guardian doggies, Puakea and Pikake, who been bred just to guard and protect our sheep and goats. Dey big and white, and do a great job. Continue reading

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Ti-Leaf Sliding Down Motorcycle Hill

No ask me why da hill behind my hale stay called “Motorcycle Hill”. Part of da Koʻolau Mountain Range, and not too far from Waʻahila Ridge, rumor had it dat sometimes da kāne would race dea bikes from da top down to da bottom. Adunno if I believe dat, cuz I wen grow up in Mānoa Valley, wea we wen get over 100” of rain a year. U know wat dat means: choke rain. Choke slippery paths, yeah? How going even get one big motorbike up dea? No can do, I think.

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Da Yardman

One time, up at our hale in Mānoa Valley, my fadda stay working in our yard, cutting da grass an using da edging da kine around by da road. We had one pretty big yard, and wen he go for cut da grass, all he wen wea was cut-off shorts an slippahs an one lauhala hat.

Dis one time, he stay down by da edge of da road, workin’ away. Dis big ole Cadillac convertible, driven by dis rich, white-haired haole wahine, wen slow down near by wea he stay workin. She wen lean outsai da car an call over to my fadda.

“Excuse me, young man. Could you please tell me how much you charge to do yardwork?”

My fadda, witout blinkin his eye, well tell her in his best English, “Oh, I work for free here… but da lady of da house lets me sleep wit her!”

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Squishy Mangos

We had two mango trees in our yard up in Mānoa Valley. We wen call um “Da Top Mango Tree” and “Da Bottom Mango Tree”. How original! Us keeds would climb da trees ‘way up high into da top branches. We could spy on peepo around, or ack like da big branches was horses dat we could ride. Sometimes I wen climb up high an jass sit deah, enjoying da soft makani blowing ovah me, gently rocking da branch I was sitting on. I specially love doing dat wen da trees stay full of da yellow blossoms. Continue reading

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Da Mother’s Day Shawl For My Mom

The relationship between my mom and me isn’t the best… she can have a real critical spirit, and is pretty judgmental even now. We talk, but only about superficial stuffs but not about the real deep issues of life.

All the gifts I ever made for her ended up either forgotten in drawers, or in the back porch under piles of junk. I beaded her some earrings; she never wore them until I said to her, “Eh Mom, if you don’t like them, let me take them back an get something for you that you really like”. But no, she wanted to just keep them on display, I guess. Continue reading

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Da Alohaghan

I’d like share to with you all a special thing that some friends and I in our Bible Study made. our friend Carol,  about 6 months ago, was diagnosed with breast cancer. Surgery and chemo are pau [finished], and now Carol’s  hair is growing back.

Before our friend had surgery and chemo, ke Akua [God] gave me  this idea… that it would be nō ka ‘oi [the best!] if some of us would make an “alohaghan” (afghan) for her. Continue reading

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