Sunday, June 29, 2008
For example, while in Hawaii, my mother-in-law kept assuming I was pregnant and, therefore, very tired. I reminded her I wasn't pregnant, but BHH, she couldn't remember. My Grandma McEuen, BHH, asks me every time I visit whether or not I'm pregnant. That question is pretty bold and always takes me off guard. My face likely turns red. I'm not sure men understand what it feels like to be asked that question, but for a woman, it's very offsetting. You don't know if your face is reflecting a healthy glow of "baby inside" or you look bloated and haggard. Really, most of us take it as the latter and are a touch offended. But shame on us, perhaps. Maybe asking whether or not I'm pregnant should be viewed as a positive rather than a negative. In Grandma's case, her adult-onset Alzheimer's gives her a big pass card, because even if I were pregnant, she probably wouldn't remember five minutes after I told her, so she'd likely ask me 10 more times during our 1/2 hour visit whether or not I'm pregnant, BHH.
BYH for reading.
(Note: The aforementioned link will take you to a "mock" blog, but we all know people like it, even it is myself, and I just have to laugh at myself a little bit. If you've ever lived in Provo, you especially knew someone identical to this blogger. Literally!!! I found the link after once again losing too much precious time by browsing Internet sites, and one of the places I can count on for some pretty good laughs is EricDSnider.com. If you've ever heard the term Jewish American Princess, this one's about a Mormon Princess. My brother-in-law is an anathesiologist locally, and he's seen more and more Mormon Princesses when delivering babies.)
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
This beach was our favorite beach. While not as picturesque, both in terms of scenery or beach adornment in the form of scantily clad tourists, the water and waves at Hukilau made it our favorite beach. We spent most of our time here.
Dinner and the show at the PCC were another highlight. This photo is goofy, but the rest are on my wife's computer.
The pig, the poi, the poke, the haupia and the smoothies were highlights of the trip, not just the PCC. The show was good, especially for the kids. The photo to the right is an advertisement and I'll definitely give the place an endorsement. If you haven't been, make it a priority the next time you're in Hawai'i.
These beauties are from Giovanni's, which is where my cousins (the locals) recommended. Another one down the road was also delicious, even if their claim of being the original famous shrimp truck is false. I ate too many of the peripheral garlic pieces at Giovanni's and ended up on garlic overload. It was worth it.
Monday, June 23, 2008
Sunday, June 22, 2008
- We had two visitors. One girl is staying with our neighbors until her family can find a home. She moved here from Molokai, Hawaii. She kept calling me "Auntie" which is what children call the adults they trust in Hawaii. It made me feel so good to have her call me that.
- I like to ask the kids a question about themselves every week. This week I asked them to name their favorite foods. Bennett's was flax seed (I'm skeptical about that one). Kylie and Josh both like mac 'n' cheese, which caused other kids to mention Chuck E. Cheese, and then it was Chuck E. Cheese stories for a good 5 minutes. Stephen said he liked everything. He's probably the easiest-going kid in the nursery, as evidenced by his favorite foods. Quincy still isn't speaking too much yet. The younger kids mostly just sit there and stare at me.
- We discovered that with the younger kids, to get them involved during singing time, you should start with, "If you're happy and you know it." Singing other songs, we just got a bunch of blank stares. But with that song, they got involved and sang along.
- Julia said she wasn't able to go swimming this week because they ran out of time. That made me laugh. How many times have I said that very phrase to my kids?
- Brooklyn saw her dad through the peep window and started shrieking with joy. It made me kind of emotional thinking about how much these kids love their parents. The lesson this week was on families, and seeing Brooklyn react like that brought the lesson full circle. Summarily put, families are just great.
The nursery runs like clockwork in our ward, thanks to some excellent nursery leaders who predated us. They set it up so that half of the time, kids are in a structured room having snacks, playing with playdough, having a lesson, and singing. Then the other half of the time they are playing with the toys in a separate room. We divide the children up into two groups: the older kids and the younger kids. The older kids stay in the structured room for one hour, and the younger kids stay in the structured room for 45 minutes (smaller attention spans). Kulani's arm was hurting pretty bad today, but he toughed it out with the toddlers. I'm grateful he's with me in this calling. We really do have a great time together.
Friday, June 20, 2008
Thursday, June 19, 2008
On our walk we ran into neighbors and fellow bloggers, the James. They are the heartbeat of Pine Hollow Drive, as their daughter and another neighbor girl run a summer camp for all the kids in the neighborhood, and Ellen is the lady I run to whenever I need extra eggs, sugar, butter, etc.
Earlier that day we saw the first of what I hope to be our weekly outings to the "Sticky Shoe" Theater in American Fork to catch the 11:00 matinee. This time we brought along Lilia's school buddy Lily and our neighbor girl Kayla. The girls had a great time. We saw Black Beauty. I didn't get to see the end of it, because Nohea figured out that if she cried and fussed, I would take her outside. So we enjoyed a few games of 25 cent pinball in the lobby. The 25 cent pinball machines are getting harder to find. The Sticky Shoe is the best theater in town. They have a row of 25 cent candies too, so I splurged and let the girls choose a candy a piece. And then of course, we had to get the popcorn. People who can pass by movie theater popcorn while in a movie theater are stronger people than me.
And this is Nohea after consuming cookie dough and cookies. She's exhausted, bless her little heart. More about our Hawaii trip in the near future. Right now, I've got to get back to editing.
Monday, June 16, 2008
Upon arriving home, I found out that my all-time favorite journalist died on Friday from a sudden heart attack. Tim Russert was the anchor for NBC's Meet the Press.
He reminded me of so many of my professors at BYU who constantly drilled into our heads, "Just the facts, ma'am," like Joe Friday on Dragnet. I honestly had more than one professor that looked and spoke like Russert. Unlike the big headed, opinionated political commentators I disdain (Keith Obermann, Chris Mathews, Rush Limbaugh), Russert did his job like a true journalist: asking questions and follow-up questions based on research. Perhaps he had political leanings, but he tried hard to not show them. And one thing he really loved was his family, specifically his father and son. He wrote a book about the lessons his father taught him growing up in upstate New York. Tim reported on the difficulties of watching his once vibrant father lapse into an aging, ailing man. Not that it matters in the big picture, but I just felt like blogging about someone I admired who died recently. And I'm pretty sad about it. I really don't think Meet the Press will ever be the same.
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
- The plane ride was a long 6 hours. All the girls did well--except for Nohea. I think 16 month olds make the worst travelers. She cried, struggled, tossed, turned, and was generally awful. Here's a picture of Melissa looking excited about the impending flight.
- One of our many goals while in Hawaii is to eat at as many plate lunch places as we can. Currently, the places drawing us to them like a moth to flame are the garlic shrimp trucks. Much like an ice cream truck, the garlic shrimp trucks usually have a big sign with "Shrimp" written in many different languages. So far we've only stopped at the Kahuku Shrimp truck, but it was AWESOME. Here's a picture of the shrimp, followed by a picture of Lilia approving of the shrimp.
- Yesterday we went to Pearl Harbor, which was unforgettable. Afterwards we went to lunch at Kulani's favorite all-you-can eat Asian food: Todai. Near the end of our meal, the waiter spilled a pitcher full of ice-cold water on Melissa's head. She started crying. The waiter felt bad, naturally, and the manager gave Melissa a free T-shirt. Lilia was sad that she didn't get a free shirt. She started "accidently" putting noodles on her shirt and saying, "My shirt's dirty too." We didn't buy her act, and she didn't get a new shirt. Lissy says to Lilia later in the day, "Maybe next time we go, you can have water spilled on your head, then you'll get a free shirt." Way to look at the bright side, Melissa.
- We later stopped in Halaiewa for shaved ice at Matsumoto's. I was hankering for some kona coffee ice cream like I had in Kona last year (the WoWisdom says nothing about eating coffee, just drinking it, right?), so I took whoever wanted ice cream with me to the ice cream store down the street. Their coffee ice cream wasn't so good. At any rate, Melissa and Nohea ordered chocolate ice cream and proceeded to make a chocolate mess, as shown below. Lissy stained her precious free Todai shirt. Before we left for ice cream, I asked Lissy if she was sure she wanted ice cream and not shaved ice. As soon as she saw the pretty shaved ice cups with the multi-colored shaved ice, she of course wanted shaved ice and not ice cream. Ugh.
Tomorrow I'll try to post pictures of our time at the beach, sans pictures of me in a bathing suit. I'll lose all my precious blog readers with that picture.
Wednesday, June 4, 2008
So because I don't want to be outside in that weather, we are all inside today sitting on the couch, watching Sesame Street, and drinking hot cocoa. I would love days like today if it weren't for my jitters about the Vikingman and all the things I need to get done. We leave for Hawaii the day after the triathlon. I think we'll just sun ourselves on the beach for a few days to recover from all this rigmarole.
Lilia had a playdate with her friend Lilli from preschool. Their similarities are eerie. First, their names are so similar. Than they look the same. They're both in families with all girls. Lilli has three sisters, and Lilia has two sisters. The preschool teacher said Lilia and Lilli are thick as theives. They both had speech-delay problems, but Lilli has caught up a little faster than Lilia. I'm glad they'll be going to the same kindergarten together. They may even end up in the same class.
Now it's time to take a power nap to recharge the ol' batteries (pronounced battries). Oi wei, my aching goiter. I need to put up my meshoykas and rest. I'm not sure those are Yiddish words, but sometimes I wish Mormon culture had a few more of the old-world words that give character to an ailing woman's vernacular. I guess I can borrow their phrases since under gentile in the dictionary it says anyone who isn't Jewish or who isn't Mormon.