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I don’t have grandkids but I have a grandkitty, well he’s a grandcat now. His name is Jamaal. He’s not muslim, he’s not black, he’s not ghetto, he’s a cat. When I heard what his name was I asked all those questions.

He was little but I guess he’s more then a year old now and he’s a house cat. When he was little he jumped off of something, fell & he broke his leg. What kine cat dat? They tried to get it set and what not but he kept taking off da splint. He healed all right but he get one crooked leg.

My sista da castlady said he has displacia or something technical la dat. Crooked leg. She said he will also end up with arthritis as he gets older. Don’t we all. lol

For some strange reason this cat sits up against the wall or on one of the dining room chairs with his back staight up and his tail sticking out in front. He looks like one Buddah.

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See his eyes….really slanted yeah. He looks oriental-ish. My son said “its not oriental its Asian; oriental is a vase.” Humbug kids. Orient. Oriental. Asian form Asia. The orient is Asia. Asia is da orient. But I digress… I call Jamaal; Jamaal-san. The kids call him Jah-jah.

He loves to go into boxes and bags. On stuff you doing. I had to cut netting into 10 feet lengths, for runners for the wedding. I had to do 18 of’em. Instead of measuring measuring. I just layed out the one sample piece on the and used that as a guide. Jamaal be sitting on it and I just go right ova him. We were wrapping presents and stuff and he’d crawl into da bag.

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The night before the wedding I get a call at 11:30pm. My daughter starts to tell that they are in crisis mode. Major crisis just happened. Like what? The wedding veil was hanging in the closet and Jamaal-san saw it. The edge of the veil had sparka-lees; sequence & beads. Either the veil fell off the hanger & it was on the floor or he swiped at it and it ended on the floor - either way; da veil had lost about 3 inces of beading & had puka. It sounded serious on da phone. But in person, was mi-nah. No biggee. In fact you couldn’t even see it unless you were standing right next to it or had it in your hand. So happens one of the friends has “museum restoration skills” and fixed it. My idea was glue, tacky glue; it dries clear. Da “puka” was da size of a small pearl. With the layers & pleats you couldn’t even see it.

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This Jamaal in the box I made to put a wedding present in. He had to baptise it first.

His Grandpa calls him “brokenleg.” Eh, Brokenleg! Dat cats name is; Jamaal-san Jah-jah Broken Leg. Good Indian name yeah. *L*

I was actually cleaning, cleaning; give away, trash or pack up. I was trashing a stack of old mail when I came upon one of Dr. O’s letters from college. She had sent me a copy of her homework, something from English 101 I think. I had to go put it in plastic and throw it in my journal that I haven’t been doing. *L* Just thought I’d share it with you all.

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Oct 18, 1996 - Writing #6 - Exploration

Love Times Two

Everyweek for four years, it went a little something like this:

The sun is setting as I lug my bags filled with books and practice clothes down the concrete pathway that leads to my front door. On my way, I give my usual greeting to my favorite being, “Hey Pokey! Hi kitty..” He weaves in and out of legs and tries to beat me to the door. As I swing open the door, my first words are, “Mom, mom, where are you?” Before she ever has a chance to answer, I find her in her room sitting on her bed reading the mail. “Mom, I need lunch money for me.” I plop down on her bed like its the end of my little world and say, “But mom, there’s nothing to eat in this house and the school lunch suck.” She puts down the mail, pauses, sighs and starts to dig in her purse, “This is all I have” and hands me two dollars.

It was like this every week. I would take mom’s last bits of cash depriving her of a sufficient meal on her hard work days. She did this so my important teenage reputation would not be tarnished. She did this so I could do what everybody else was dong. She did this, so I knew se cared.

I’m sitting here four years later remembering what she did for me. I know now that those two dollars were really her “last two dollars.” I know now that when she says “I don’t have any money” she really doesn’t have any money. However, every time I receive mail from my mom, the first thing to fall out is two dollars.

boy What movie is this from, Better Off Dead? I think so.

Today is my #2’s bornday. 32 years ago I shitted her out. LOL The only reason I went to the hospital was cause I was making puddles, my water was leaking.

I remember we came home from a fastpitch softball about midnight. I was eating a bologna sandwich in the living room, standing looking at da TV and I looked down and there was a wet spot on the carpet. WTF? I didn’t feel like peeing, I was busy feeding my face. So I stood in the hallway where there wasn’t any carpet. Another little puddle. Ja’like one puppy. I clean it up. I go do dishes, another puddle. WTF?

It finally dawned on me I think its my water thats leaking. Its afta midnight, DH has a major exam next morning, do we go to the hospital or not? Nah no need I’m ok. Getting ready for bed, still making puddles….ummm you know wot I tink we need to go to da hospital. They admit me only because its my #2 and I’m leaking really bad. I was feeling no pain.

I went to da hospital about 1:30am maybe, the details are vague. I had one hour of serious oww-wee freaking labor pains anden I gave birth at 3:48am? I forgot. I just rememba DH saying if you don’t give birth by 4pm I gotta go home sleep cause of his exam da next morning. Fine.

Little did I know that that baby would grow up to be a PhD, da new Dr. O!

This is part of #2’s birthday present, its a photo box. I bought it plain and covered it.
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I forgot to take a picture of the front side there was more brown & blue flowers. I remembered to take pic-cha of my chickenscratch signature. I came up with da idea of Design By Dakine ~ as oppose to Design On A Dime, you know HGTV. *L*
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What did I get her….. a purse from Tahiti, a blue plumeria on a chopstick stick it in your hair dilly, a business card holder that has 3 yellow plumerias and some Avon jewely. I got things brown & baby blue color cause thats her wedding colors. Proof of my indecisioness, I can’t just buy one thing. *L*
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I had to get rid of all these stickers and stuff so I made a card too. I was feeling all CraftyTita yeah. Front of da card:
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Da joy of stickas. I just make anykine. Da insai:
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Da back:
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HAPPYY BIRTHDAY DR. O!

I can never remember… Pi Gamma Delta, Delta Gamma Pi, Gamma Delta Pi, Pi or Phi not pie, I like pie; its all Greek to me. LOL

Even though I get a Mom’s Day Sorority T-Shirt every year… Gamma Delta Somting, Delta Gamma DaKine. Seee, dats why I not da PhD-er. hehehe

#2 Graduates next month, Dr O! How proud are we? We are da proudest! Da whole FAM aka Ohana is. To aspire to such hights, yeah… and she did it fast straight outta high school 4 yrs undergrad, work 2 years, masters in 2 years, work two years and her PhD-in in 2 years too. Yes, she’s 30ish. Good genes, no doubt; gotta mahalo my Grandma, her greatgrandma and all the mixtures of the Nativeness and anykind chop suey-ness; thown in with being raised right. LOL

Dr O & her cuzins & dem

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When my kids were little; Mother’s Day was like Queen for a Day. They would clean house and cook, they would be all nice nice. Even though they wanted to go out play or go some place they would be stay home and be SUSPICIOUSLY nice. You know what I mean?

When my kids where in high school, same thing; they would be all nice nice. Too nice and agreeable; cause you know how teenagers are. They know everything and that doesn’t include “clean your room or the bathroom.”

When the kids were in high school I use to tell them:

Da way you guys act on Mother’s Day is the way you should be everyday of the year - Anden on Mother’s Day should be da one day you are allowed to tell me off, cuss me out, call me bitch woteva, I no caya, act ugly disrespectful as long as the rest of the year you ack like you do on Mother’s Day.

My son is MrAnswerBack everytime ~ “BUT MOM thats not the way its suppose to be?”

I’m like yes you’pose to be nice nice clean house, clean your room, cook and what not every day. Anden Mother’s Day be your day off and you can answa back argue wit yo’Mahdah!

My #2 is in a sorority, Gamma Delta Pi and every year for the past couple of years I get one T-shirt that their sorority makes. They celebrate Mother’s Day but doing community service at shelters or nursing homes. All the T-shirts I’ve gotten were yellow. This year I got a red one. It lookes like an OU (Oklahoma University) t-shirt and on the back it reads: 

Butterfly Wings

Like a butterfly emerges

And unfolds its graceful wings,

A child grows and develops

With the love a mother brings,

I’m thankful for the times

When you encouraged me to try,

For God gave me wings,

But, Mom, you taught me how to fly.

“Love the Sisters of Gamma Delta Pi”

Happy Mother’s Day y’all!

I think of my kid sister as an unrecognized hero of Hawaii. Although I may be the only person to think of her as a hero, none the less my hero. She hasn’t saved anyones life, well maybe she has but I don’t know about it. She has only taken care of her own life and children.

With that said; she is a single parent with 4 kids, only the youngest one at home now. She has her own house, townhouse woteva its called, a full time job and an ugly ass mini van and no man.

She would like a man but the ones she has been meeting are either looking for someone to take care of them aka “a mom.” Or they are looking for a little something something aka sex. I think she needs/wants the sex part but she’s not going to do it just cause she needs to get off. LOL Did I say that? She is going to slap me. *L*

To me my sister is an unrecognized hero of Hawaii because she is there surviving! She’s talked about moving to da mainland but I’m like “don’t do dat, cause you going have hard time going home. Look at your two sisters who stay mainland.” Besides I wouldn’t have my favorite Bed & Breakfast to go stay at. How selfish is that of me?

She has great hopes in meeting a companion and sharing good times like other couples. My sister is not ugly, she’s a Capricorn or is it Sagitarrius? Whatever Dec 22 is. She has a full time job. She’s been divorced once. There are 2 deadbeat Dad’s in her children’s history. She has nothing to do with them. (the Deadbeats) She hasn’t had a “steady” boyfriend for more then a decade. She’s good fun. She’s my sister.

She grad Farrington 80 or 81? She was cheerleader. She was on the Rifle team. She took karate and won Ms Congeniality in a pagent she entered back in the day. For her talent she did a choreography of her katas to contemporary music.

Soooo, she’s pretty, she can shoot your eye out and/or kick your ass. She’s a size 8 or 10, so she not one blahlah tita or notting la dat. Although I haven’t seen her in 5 years? *L*

My sister is one of my hero’s because she survives in Hawaii the best she knows how. She doesn’t bitch & moan. She doesn’t ask for anything? But she sure needs a new vehicle.

Anyone on Oahu looking for a 40 somethin year old girlfriend? I know where you can find one. LOL She’s going be so mad when she finds out I’m “pimping” for her. *L*


I was eating a bowl of Cheerios this morning and it reminded me of something my kids taught me. They told me when you eat cereal and there’s still milk in the bowl but no cereal, you have to add more cereal. You have to keep eating cereal till theirs no milk. Ok.

So I thought I’d share some of things my kids taught me.

…..put the the chips in your ham or bologna sandwich. “Mom, you always say its all going da same place.”

…..if you want “food” or pop left in the Frig, you have to put a note on it. If your name is not on it ~ it will get eaten or disappear. “Mom, I tink Boboy eats da notes too, he doesn’t read!”

…..not eating the crust of the toast is good. (I do dat now dey no stay home LOL)

…..you have to try put butter in every square of da eggo.

…..make French Eggos! You dip da frozen Eggos in the french toast batter & cookem’ like french toast. It makes it soooo soft and ono.

…..everybody in the family takes a turn at hiding Easter eggs. Easter eggs aren’t for eating their for hiding.

…..eating 2 grill cheese a day 2 or 3 times a day will not make you sick. Its just a phase but it can last up to 2 weeks.

…..eating bologna and grape jelly sandwich is an acquired taste. Also a phase.

…..crackers and ketchup is a nutrious snack if you like ketchup, some people put buter. Crackers & ketchup was also a phase.

…..cold oatmeal is a good afterschool snack.

When one of my kids would have oatmeal for breakfast they would tell me ~ leave my oatmeal alone, I’ll finish it when I come home. And they really did. Eeeewwwwllll and I let’um. *L*


When my son was in da 5th grade he came home with a permission form for an AIDS education class. What bothered me about that was that knowing the culture of the commuinity and school they did not or had not taught the kids about basic sex education. How do teach kids about a sexually transmitted disease when they don’t even know what sexually transmitted is. I wanted to know what my son knew, so I asked him. I explained to him I needed to know what he knew and I wanted him to tell me.

He was doing his homework or acting like he was doing his homework when I asked him, “Do you know what having sex mean?” His eyes got big then he buried his face in his book acking like he was all busy. I explained to him why I was asking and I wasn’t going away till he answers me. His answer was “yeah yeah yeah I know all about dat.”
I was like tell so tell me what having sex means?

Speaking very slowyly he said “First, you take off your shirt, then you take off….
I was getting nuts and I said: “There’s a penis and a vagina, who has what?”
He said: “Boys have penis, Girls have vagina?”
I was like good, den wot happens?
He’s like “Mom I’m telling Dad you’re asking me dese tings?”
“Good cause you guys need to have dis man to man talk anyway. Wot happens?”

“Ok” He takes a deep breath and says as fast as he can: “Da penis goes in da vagina, dey go ugh, ugh, ugh something white comes out, there I told you!”
“Da white stuff is called semen it has sperm in it and when it comes out its called ejactulation.”
“Mom, I’m telling Dad you’re telling me dese tings!”
“Good so you can use correct terminology. What happens wit dat sperm?”
“If theres a egg, da girl get pregnant.”
“What can you do to prevent pregnancy”
“Mom, I need to do my homework. Guys have to use condoms!”
“Very good, how do you know these things?”
“Mom, I watch the Discovery channel!”
“Oh thats good you’re very smart.”
“Mom, you know wot? I saw Poki doing it!” (Poki was our popoki)
“You did, how did he do it?”
“He jumped behind Sam’s cat and he went like dis (he grabs on to the table with two hands and acts like his humping da table) ugh, ugh, ugh.”
“Yep, dat’s how animals do it, men too.”
“Mom can I do my homework now, sheeeeesh?”


My oldest sister lives in Maryland and works in the Washington DC area. She came to Phoenix for her annual “cast people” convention. She’s a cast lady, da lady dat puts cast on peoples broken bones la dat.

So we are taking her around being tourist right. Wrong. We just stay going shopping, shopping and moe shopping. Our family (4 sistas, my 1 bruh maki) get da same disease I tell you, shopaholics anonymos.

Yesterday we INTENDED to go to Sedona, AZ. Act highmakamuck tourist. But first we had to go put gas in Anthem, AZ. Anthem once upon a time was just an Outlet Mall but in the past years its become a full blown suburb of Phoenix (I-17 North). Anthem has a new Supercenter WalMart. So guess where we went?

We went do super WalMarting anden we went to da outlet mall anden we went back to WalMart before going home. So much for the tourist business in Sedona. We never did reach Sedona.

Today the idea was we go to the Heard Museum. But we didn’t go there first we went to the bookstore first. So we went to Bookman’s anden Cost Plus World Market. I don’t know if Hawaii has Cost Plus but its like Pier 1 Imports but its cheaper and has more stuff; it has some food, wine and furniture, and a whole lot more dishes & cooking utensils and stuff. Cost Plus World Market is like a WalMartish Pier 1 Imports.

By the time we pau dose two stores its pass lunch time so gotta go eat. Anden gotta go WalMart get wrapping paper and tape to MAIL all da “treasures” that was bought. Afta WalMart we go into da Mall and surprisingly go to only 2 stores. Da one wit da Arizona stuff and the pet store go look at all da puppies. They had 2 cute fat English bulldog puppies wit da wrinkly smash face, was sooooo cute. But I digress…….hehehehe

Sista even bought dog biscuits! I was like you no moe one dog and dey no moe dog biscuits in MD? She’s like its for my friends dog and I haven’t seen this kine doggie snacks.

Needless to say we never made it to the Heard Museum. My sister is so proud that she’s been to 4 different Super WalMarts. Like they don’t all look da same. *L* Tomorrow is her last day here and she flys out early Sunday morning.

We haven’t planned anything for tomorrow but I’m thinking it starts with “W”!*L*


I love da 3 Stooges. They always make me laugh. I call me kids, MY 3 Stooges. They always make me laugh. Especially when they are all together. Now they live in 3 different states and its rare for all three to be together. Christmas is the one time we all make the effort to meet at Grandma’s House in Oklahoma.

When da kids was little I use to force them to watch 3 Stooges. They use to say, “Mom thats so lame.” Then they would be laughing and accuse each other of acting la dat. How can you not appreciate that humor.

Watching 3 Stooges when you are sick in bed is the best medicine. 3 Stooges thereapy. No prescription needed and its free on TV. Or you can buy it on video or DVD and always have it ready.

I use to make my kids listen to the classic rock station too. Like they had a choice, I’m da Mom. The rule is whoever is driving has control of da Tunes (radio). LOL They were taters. It use to make them nuts and I would remind them ~ you lucky your Dad ain’t driving. You rather have classic rock oldies or country western? I rest my case. *L*

Now that da kids are grown I think they appreciate the little & big things WE made them do. They crack me up when they start talking about “rememba da time…..” Alot of times the kids can just say one word and they all start laughing. Nobody has to tell the story cause that one word just says it all. Alot of it I get cause I was there. Then there are somethings that its just between them.

Like somebody would say “2 Dollars!” And we would all crack up. Two dollars, is a line from the movie BETTER OFF DEAD (I think), the paperboy trying to collect his $2. Anden when da kids use to ask me for money all I would have in my wallet is $2, and I would givem’ to dem. They would yell $2. So when they went off to college or wherever, I use to send them stuff in da mail (and I still didn’t have $) but I would always include $2 and stamps. Now that they make more money then me, if they send me something in the mail they include $5 with a note keep the change.

I think all families have their own family humor. Stories and things that always make them laugh regardless of how many times its mentioned.