Lika’s Log

It is 8:19pm ova hea and I got a call from my #1 who is very hapai due anytime kine. Although her due was is/was Oct 19, she ain’t even going last dat long. Two weeks ago she was 2cm dialate. I was like ok pretty most. NOT. Following week check up comes around. Still yet, 2cm. Stuck o’wot?

My advise to #1 - Go do splits. Like dat would help hah? hehehe

So these past two weeks everytime she calls I scream “NOW?” And all I get “NO MOM.” She went to the doctor last week and she was hooked up to monitors or whatever. The Dr. asked her if she felt anything and she told’em no. The Dr. said well you just had 1 contraction. So I told #1 maybe thats a good sign, her body doing da work and its not about pain dat a good thing. This past weekend she said she had a really sore back and she felt really bad but the next day she was fine.

I reminded her “when I was about to give birth to you….” OMG I had back labor, like there was knife in my left side and it would get cranked up during a contraction. Dats some painful memories. But watah unda da bridge yeah…..

So about 8PM #1 calls and I yell “NOW!”

“I think so MOM, I think my water broke.”

You at the hospital?

No I called the hospital and the nurse said since I’m not having contractions I should eat first cause once I come in I won’t be able to eat and so I’m cooking.

OK, call us when you go hospital.

She’s all calm and collected. She’s da real nahenahe type and not all exciteable like da Mahdah. So I thinking late tonight or tomorrow morning I should be a certifiable Tutu. I keep getting emails from one friend, “Are you popo yet?”

NOT YET pretty soon doe. Then I can go shopping. I haven’t bought any baby things for weeeks, I was waiting to find out if I need to buy dresses or jeans. I’ll let you guys know soon as I know. I pray everybody is all healthy and well, including Grandma! *L*

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From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

A fag hag is a slang term for a woman who either associates mostly or exclusively with homosexual men, or is best or good friends with a gay man or men. It originated in gay male culture in the United States and was historically an insult.[1] Some women who associate with gay men object to being called fag hags,[2] while others embrace the term.[3][4] The male counterpart, men who have similar interpersonal relationships with lesbian women, are called dyke tykes[citation needed] or Dutch boys; furthermore people who associate with gays, lesbians, and bisexuals may be called fruit flies, [5] regardless of their sex.

From a very young age I’ve always known there were guys who were more girly then girls. Mahus. Probably cause I remember our family trips to Leonard’s Bakery and on the way home my Fahdah would always cruise by Glades. He would point out, “see dat one, not wahine.” We’d be at the traffic light and someone in drag would be walking down the street and my Dad would say “look you tink wahine but get boto da bugga.” So I’ve always knew Queens existed.

For some reason; it had not dawned on me that if there were guys who LIKED guys then there are girls who LIKE girls. It wasn’t till I was in High School that I realized there are Butchies, Dykes and Lesbians in general. I’m slow like that. I’m straight out straight myself. Lets make that perfectly clear, I love….well neva mind what I love. I love being the HETROSEXUAL that I am. And so WHO YOU SLEEP WITH should not be an issue with me in the sense that it ain’t none of my business. Unless of course I am the other half of said relationship and I ain’t talking about me per se, so neva mind; lets not go there.

I’ve always had mahu friends. In HS there was these two mahu’s and they came hangout in our bathroom because they couldn’t go in da boys one cause da boys would beat dacrap out of them. So they came hangout wit us in the bathroom and put on makeup etc. Note: The bathroom that we hung out in was more of a hangout hangout then a bathroom. We sat on the floor talkstory & smoke, the rubbish can was one drum and had at least one ukulele strumming. Good accoustics yeah da battroom. LOL When da mahus came in deya to hangout we, ok ME; I use to ask’um anykine “mahu questions.” How you do dis or dat, or ha’come you la dat. Everyone has their own story yeah and niele me like know hah. Plus too my Godsista is my Godbrah and Godbrah is Godsista but they are who they are, its all good; its not an issue.

SO couple of weeks ago I’m hangout at an event with a co-worker who is “ladat” yeah. I don’t know how we got on the topic of s-e-x but something he said made me say “OH my friend she writes yaoi, you know samurai-on-samurai stuff.” Then he commence to asking me if I’ve seen this one Japanese movie about samurais and sex. My first thought was & I said, REALM OF THE SENSES? He started laughing out loud, OMG NO. I can’t remember what movie he was talking about. So I was telling him I was reading this book that was totally YAOI-ish and I found it educational, from a females perspective anyway. He became very interested and I gave him the title and author. Told him to look at in on amazon.com. (And you know he did. LOL)

Well this guy who is “ladat” is my kids friend too, and their age so they hangout whenever. Well Mr. Ladat; Herspaced #2 and put a note on there; something to the effect that - “You are a FH because you’re Mom is a FH; do you know what your Mom is reading?” So of course #2 calls ands says MOM explain that note. I was cracking up because I knew about da note cause Mr Ladat showed it to me and the first thing I said was “she is going to call for an explanation.”

So I told #2 the story about the book la dat. I told her my friend who is female is the author and that the genre that she writes and so thats why I was reading it. She was like, “Mom, your friend is female so how does she know these things?” I was like ummmmmm, no laughing be serious, think fast and rememba I’m da Momma; “SHE DOES RESEARCH.” #2 says “Mom you have strange friends.” I cracked up, she doesn’t know the half of it. Funny how we grew up more strange then our kids, but our kids think they are “bad” ones. LOL

On a side note: I got a call from Mr. Ladat at work. He called to ask me what my job title was and I blurted out FAGHAG, Sr. (#2 is FH, Jr.) I heard the phone click and he said “OMG you just said that so loud!” I was like - you had it on speaker phone? Hello cubicle city is where he sits. I told him I bet everybody’s ears just perked up like dogs & bitches. So unprofessional, I swear. *L*

OH and the book that has elevated me to the status of certifiable FH:

Gojou Hajime by Kikue Mugen

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Da Quails:

More cactus. I loved how the sun shined on the yellow needles. It looked fake.

Another fake looking cactus.

This reminded me of seaweed or coral, something from the ocean maybe.

I don’t think these are peyote buttons but that’s what I thought of. Don’t they look like something like this? I don’t know. I think you only can find peyote down in Texas and Mexico. Not here. Shoots it would have been “harvested” if it really was. *L*

More cactus.

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These pictures were taken at about 9:30am Sunday 9-28-08 it was only 90something degrees then. It was just another hot day in the Valley of the Sun. This is from the landscape of the We-Ko-Pa Golf course.

This is your typical suguaro cactus found at certain elevations around southern Arizona. There’s more down in the Tucson area I think. True story: I met this Pima/Papago aka Tohono O’odham guy from Sells, AZ way long time ago and he was talking about the cactus and how their people make jelly and what not from the cactus. I told him; the first time I saw saguaro cactus in person for real, it looked to me like I was being flipped off, proof God has a sense of humor. He said, he was born and raised among the saguaros and not once had he thought of it that way. Of course till I mentioned it. Me & my brainstorms.

Typical desert scenery.

Desert Scene with waterhole, its a golf course.

More desert scenery.

Why does this remind of Star Wars. LOL

Another view - oh yeah those white robot dudes in Star Wars huh?

I love this picture just because. I dunno, a nature thing. See the spider web. I couldn’t find the spider. Probably was too hot to be out.

Last one. The whole cactus. Is it called an agave. I should really learn what I’m taking pictures about huh? K-bumbai. *L*

Tomorrow? hmmmm more cactus? LOL

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I spent Sunday at the golf course. I was a volunteer at a golf tournament and so since I was going could I take pictures. I get to use the camera? Oh yeah. Love using da work camera. I was at the golf course from 9:30AM to 6:45pm more or less. I had fun actually and it was work but fun work. I did a lot of different things but mostly I was designated paparazzi. *L*

I took a lot of pictures of cactus. I love still life. In looking at all the pictures I took, I learned I’ve not mastered the taking pictures of people yet. Its either fuzzy or they looking away or maybe I am, but humans aren’t a favorite subject to capture. Cactus, trees, flowers and sunsets or sunrise are more of my speed.

I took these pictures and I don’t remember them looking like this when I was looking thru the lens. When I took the picture with the two trees, I thought I was just taking the in between part and didn’t know I captured the whole tree. Duh? My eyes look at one thing and then totally capture the bigger picture then I didn’t totally see. I’ve been told I have an EYE. Actually I have two. But I’ve been told I have an eye, whatever that means. I think its an accidental eye or a makapio eye. What I see in the lens and what I see afterwards are two different pictures. Go figgah. As long as they are nice, why ask why. Although there’s a bunch thats kinda fuzzy and I think its my eyes or the lack of. I’m trying though.

Golf carts at sunset. I didn’t notice the golf carts till I downloaded and saw it on the computer.

Two trees in front of a sunset. I was aiming for the in between part. Duh. Still pretty anyway.

This is an Arizona Sunset. I didn’t know I caught part of the tree on the right. I didn’t see the plants on the bottom. I didn’t know I framed it the way I did. I was aiming at the colors. I really like doing this photography stuff. Tomorrow, cactus. *L*

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AKA Gadderings.

So back in March or April I got this call from dis guy www.kamakabrown.com and he says EH I GOING SING DIS SONG AND I LIKE YOU DANCE’UM. Wait wait wait, WHAT song?

You know da song EI NEI? No. Doesn’t ring a bell. He says if I hear it I’ll know it; it an old song written by Lena Machado. I tell him send me da CD of him singing den I’ll use that fo’practice. If can, can; if no can no can. Ok so can. And did.

So I got da CD and I listened and I listened. OH yeah I suppose to dance’um. Right, dance. Aloha wau ia oe, e ku’u aloha ei nei, there’ll be no one in our place, ei nei.

There was a little panic on my part cause the song had a 45 second music only intro. Dats a long time. Anden there was an interlude portion, da panic part of what do I do, I can’t just kaholo thru what was it call 32 bars of music. Is that whats its called. I ask Kamaka can dat be shortened? NO. No can, studio time blah blah blah, deal with it. Anyway after many days of dancing it every which way but loose, it dawned on me duh? da first verse fits exactly in there. As evening shadows fall….hello.

So after many months I think I got it down but den I’m thinking, dat a longass intro. I don’t have to really kaholo till I hear da keeting keeting keeting part. Oh wait wrong kine music. But I mean there is a certain guitar lick that I know to start at. Is that whats its call “lick” hmmm short fo’Lika. Auwe, but I digress….

After many months, Aloha Gatherings arrives and I fly to LV. Meet up with da “organizers” and us go eat! Two or three times people asked me; “so you going dance?” My standard answer was “I did not get da memo.” Oh I forgot to say, this was going be one surprise. It was not on da program. It was something Kamaka thought of cause he Mr. MC not hamma, hah? So I neva like say no I not and lie. I couldn’t say yes cause den I gotta answa wot song. So all I said was “I did not get da memo.” Which was true. There’s no memo’s in hula. LOL

So I go to the event and ask Kamaka “us doing Ei Nei?” Yeah yeah yeah. Again my concern, the 45 second intro. And he explains to me the music goes on, he talks about da song anden I come up dance. Oh ok cool. For whateva reason I thought it was gonna happen at the end of the evening. Like before us sing Hawaii Aloha. Duh dat was last yea. So I’m gibberjabbering “at the bar” and I hear familiar music. Aiyah, is dat da song? So I go sit my seat, that was close up front, hemo my slippas, Kamaka talking talking about da song, I hear my cue, and I walk up to da stage. SURPRISE! Like nobody knew? LOL

Andats my story fo’dis yea’s dance. *L* Accept, as I started to dance a strange thought came to mind.
Did I shave? How lolo am I.

When I watched the clip I saw all my booboos. Thats so typical of me, focusing on da junk part and not looking at it in a more positive light. I did have good fun so, its all good.

OH & I danced Papalina Lahilahi too. And I saw these NTs in front the hand stay making all da motions. So I tell her: Hui, come up. Her start acking all shy kine. No no no. And I said very Tita-ishly: SHUDDUP COME UP! And her did and I cracked up. So me and NT danced. Was good fun….

You gotta go to ohanalanai.com, fo’go see da clip. Look for: Hana Hou: Lika Dances “Ei Nei” Sung By Kamaka
Stay unda da Aloha Gatherings tread. Oh wait, wait, wait try look.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eyYZxhuIJRw

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Ei Nei ~ Lyrics & Music by Lena Machado -1962

Aloha wau ia oe
E ku’u aloha ei nei
There’ll be no one in your place
Ei Nei.

As evening shadows fall
I hear your sweet melody
That bring me fond memeories
Of You.

I’ll be so lost without you
Every thing seems so blue
My heart keeps saying its you, dear
It’s you, it’s you, just you
Ei ku’u aloha ei nei
You’re mine
Just mine alone
There’ll be no one in your place
Ei nei.

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No, not jail. Financially! I have debt up da yingyang or maybe just da yang but its UP there. Ok its not no 7Billion. Not even 7Million. So how about bailing out some of us “working” class people; you know the ones who live pay check to paycheck. AND I’m sure once WE get bailed out WE will make “an effort” to save money. We promise not to get ourselves in such a predicament, again. We will pay our bills the way we have been doing all this time. We will be financially responsible. Can?

So da rich people that are in trouble are going to get help from da richer people. And the poor people will get poorer. The Richer people are going to bail out the rich people; paying for their mistakes, greediness, cars, homes, lavish lifestyle. But the Richer people are not going to use their own money to bail out the rich people. How do you thing they got Richer, surely not using their own money. No dey have to use ada peoples money. OH, is dat called taxes.

WTF and how da hell and shoots….. I’ve heard people say if the government does not bail THEM out then it will be worst den da great depression. YEAH for da poor people. Da rich people have off shore accounts and swiss accounts and a home in da Bahamas or Mexico. Worst then the depression, YES for the oppressed & da depressed. If you are poor, be prepared to be poorer. If you are living paycheck to paycheck, hey be grateful you have a paycheck. If you are rich, be prepared to down size and maybe go slumming or just move out of the country; depending on how much the dollar is worth. Unreal yeah?

Frkng doom and gloom. Terrorist invading da country. Homeland security. Weapons of mass destruction. Wea? There’s a war going on. People are dying in a foreign land, freedon ain’t free. Tell me about it. DefCon 5? Gas prices the highest ever. The housing market bottoming out and ova. Domino effect ain’t it. Somebody needs to go to jail, because somebody - a bunch of peoples - is manipulating da market.

I read an article where it stated; research shows that the high price of gas was brought on by speculative buying and not the foreign market. Noshit? And are any of these “specultive buyers” looking at any speculative jail time? Hellno.

I don’t know what to believe anymore. We suppose to save money, have an IRA, have insurance. And the companies that are needing to be bailed out are banks, insurance….. I’m totally frkng confused. My money is not safe with me and its not safe in da bank? I have moe debt then income, SOMEBODY PLEASE BAIL ME OUT!

Mahalo.

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This is my plate at Aloha World Gathering. Sad to say my eye was bigga den my opu. We had gone to Makinos at 11am and I was still full at 7pm. Ok not dat full. I ate MOST of my food, just not all.

I ate all my olives. I love olives. There was a big toss salad with alot of other veggies and all I got was olives. Why I going eat toss salad when I get laulau. Dat green I think it covers the veggie department yeah. There chicken long rice was ono. I went back for 2nds on that. Oh right, I was full. Like I said I wasn’t dat full. LOL

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I got to go to da Hapa Concert yestaday at the Orpheum Theatre in Phoenix.

Betta yet was FREE fo’me. Will dance for free ticket. LOL City of Phoenix had a pre show cultural program thingy going on at City Hall and in da plaza. Was frkng hot doe outside man. But you could go insaid CityHall and had one 3 piece band - Tropical Breeze - playing. Had information booths and a few vendors.

Anyways I’ve known about this concert for months and neva buy tickets. Then I started to buy tickets but I neva still yet. Den couple of weeks ago our halau got asked to do a twenty minute segment. So I just had to do one dance, Pua Hone. And I got a free ticket to go insai.

So awesome. Great seat too. Accept da lady in front me had BIG hay-yuh! Fo’see Unco Charles Kaupu I had fo’lean right if da lady was leaning left and kapakahi la dat. Wot I was going say, “excuse me will you SMASH yo’hair down on top and da sides, could you go fo’da sleek flat look.” hehehehehe

Lucky I neva buy tickets because all dey had was like Row 18 plus. Where was my free ticket? Row 4 Seat 6 front & centa baybee. Also the section where big hair people sit, but hey beggars can not be choosey. You get wot you get, yeah. So happen my friend and her daughter was right in front of me too, next to da big hair lady. She said they just bought their tickets and 1pm and she was surprised to be able to get Row 3 in da middle kine.

The concert was awesome. Always good to hear Hawaiian Music live. Flat guitar and all, oh no no no; I not tawking about DIS concert I tawking about one ada performance dat I kept hearing “it bothers me that da guitar is tuned flat.” I’m partial toned deaf so it has to be super bad ugly for me to know flat guitar or not. LOL But I digresss….. as usual.

I wanted to hear more of Nathan Aweaue music. Call me impartial, da E’ Apo Mai CD is one of my all time favorites. Talent really shows in live performances yeah.

Ha’come they every time say in concert SO&SO LIVE! Dey couldn’t perform if dey was makidiedead. You know what I mean. Or wot, dey going do play da CD fo’in concert; SO&SO RECORDED. Just always wondered about the LIVE part. Nobody has ever been in concert DEAD. I could be wrong.

So dey had Hapa & Unco Charles Kaupu and Miss Aloha Hula 2002 as their dancer. So elegant. I gotta learn elegant. Unco Charles was funny. He said “oh get choke locals hah transplanted hea. WHY? I see plenny beach, get plenny sand, no moe ocean, hoooo da hot!”

Oh da concert, right right right…… I’ve always admired Barry Flannigans guitar playing because I like Segovia and Wes Montgomery. His guitar playing is really strong and forceful, kind of on da Flemco style yeah. Or thats what my eas heas. lol I don’t think of it as Hawaiian. Although he does great Hawaiian Music. I’m talking his guitar playing. Its more classical style even when he playing slack key. Well dat cause he get classical training yeah…

Whereas Nathan Auweau is moe nahenahe. So den dose two syles fused compliments one another. I think Barry Flannigan should do a solo album. Something Segovia-ish, ya know. Or maybe he has and I haven’t been paying attention. LOL

Anyway it was a great show. One hula and a free concert ticket. How lucky am I?

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[From this mornings emails]

A young woman went to her mother and told her about her life and how things were so hard for her. She did not know how she was going to make it and wanted to give up She was tired of fighting and struggling. It seemed as one problem was solved, a new one arose.

Her mother took her to the kitchen. She filled three pots with water and placed each on a high fire. Soon the pots came to boil. In the first she placed carrots, in the second she placed eggs, and in the last she placed ground coffee beans. She let them sit and boil; without saying a word.

In about twenty minutes she turned off the burners. She fished the carrots out and placed them in a bowl. She pulled the eggs out and placed them in a bowl.

Then she ladled the coffee out and placed it in a bowl. Turning to her daughter, she asked, “Tell me what you see.”

“Carrots, eggs, and coffee,” she replied.

Her mother brought her closer and asked her to feel the carrots. She did and noted that they were soft. The mother then asked the daughter to take an egg and break it. After pulling off the shell, she observed the hard boiled egg.

Finally, the mother asked the daughter to sip the coffee. The daughter smiled as she tasted its rich aroma. The daughter then asked, “What does it mean, mother?”

Her mother explained that each of these objects had faced the same adversity: boiling water. Each reacted differently. The carrot went in strong, hard, and unrelenting. However, after being subjected to the boiling water, it softened and became weak. The egg had been fragile. Its thin outer shell had protected its liquid interior, but after sitting through the boiling water, its inside became hardened. The ground coffee beans were unique, however. After they were in the boiling water, they had changed the water.

“Which are20you?” she asked her daughter. “When adversity knocks on your door, how do you respond? Are you a carrot, an egg or a coffee bean?

Think of this: Which am I? Am I the carrot that seems strong, but with pain and adversity do I wilt and become soft and lose my strength?

Am I the egg that starts with a malleable heart, but changes with the heat? Did I have a fluid spirit, but after a death, a breakup, a financial hardship or some other trial, have I become hardened and stiff? Does my shell look the same, but on the inside am I bitter and tough with a stiff spirit and hardened heart?

Or am I like the coffee bean? The bean actually changes the hot water, the very circumstance that brings the pain.. When the water gets hot, it releases the fragrance and flavor. If you are like the bean, when things are at their worst, you get better and change the situation around you. When the hour is the darkest and trials are their greatest, do you elevate yourself to another level? How do you handle adversity? Are you a carrot, an egg or a coffee bean?

May you have enough happiness to make you sweet, enough trials to make you strong, enough sorrow to keep you human and enough hope to make you happy.

The happiest of people don’t necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the most of everything that comes along their way. The brightest future will always be based on a forgotten past; you can’t go forward in life until you le t go of your past failures and heartaches.

When you were born, you were crying and everyone around you was smiling.

Live your life so at the end, you’re the one who is smiling and everyone around you is crying.

You might want to send this message to those people who mean something to you (I JUST DID); to those who have touched your life in one way or another; to those who make you smile when you really need it; to those who make you see the brighter side of things when you are really down; to those whose friendship you appreciate; to those who are so meaningful in your life.

If you don’t send it, you will just miss out on the opportunity to brighten someone’s day with this message!

It’s easier to build a child than repair an adult. !!!!!!! This is so true.

May we all be COFFEE

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