A Mānoa Girl's Bloggie

Eh. Try look! Stays snowing outside! In June!

Nah nah nah. It’s da fluff from da cottonwood trees. LOL.

I can’t put my license plate on yet because I haven’t gotten my new registration, but in the meantime my license plate frame tells the world that I’m a local girl to the core!

But I don’t have that many pairs of slippahs, however!

I can remember the old Honolulu Airport, where we could walk up to the chain link fence to either say “aloha ʻoe” or “aloha!”, depending on whether someone was leaving or arriving. I have a photo of two of my siblings and I standing barefoot, next to our lei-decked papa-san at that fence, the plane he was going to fly in just on the other side.

Of course, back in those days, there were no commercial jets… ho, makes me feel so makule, yeah? They were all prop planes. So today, when I heard a plane flying over, I knew it wasn’t a jet, and quick as a wink I snapped this photo on my cell phone.

We were all so happy when our papa-san came home again, once again bedecked with fragrant lei.

I know, I know. I said that the spinner gets to stay on the kawila till it alla way falls off. But when we turned in my white car to the dealer, we took it off, knowing that they would anyway. We said aloha ʻoe to it for three years of faithful spinning, and put the new one on the new kawila.

Ho da bright!! I’d totally forgotten what they look like when they’re new!!