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Compliments of the Dept of Labor. And I thought it was related to giving birth. What would I do without Google? The History of Labor Day
Labor Day, the first Monday in September, is a creation of the labor movement and is dedicated to the social and economic achievements of American workers. It constitutes a yearly national tribute to the contributions workers have made to the strength, prosperity, and well-being of our country.
More than 100 years after the first Labor Day observance, there is still some doubt as to who first proposed the holiday for workers. Some records show that Peter J. McGuire, general secretary of the Brotherhood of Carpenters and Joiners and a cofounder of the American Federation of Labor, was first in suggesting a day to honor those “who from rude nature have delved and carved all the grandeur we behold.” But Peter McGuire’s place in Labor Day history has not gone unchallenged. Many believe that Matthew Maguire, a machinist, not Peter McGuire, founded the holiday. Recent research seems to support the contention that Matthew Maguire, later the secretary of Local 344 of the International Association of Machinists in Paterson, N.J., proposed the holiday in 1882 while serving as secretary of the Central Labor Union in New York. What is clear is that the Central Labor Union adopted a Labor Day proposal and appointed a committee to plan a demonstration and picnic. The first Labor Day holiday was celebrated on Tuesday, September 5, 1882, in New York City, in accordance with the plans of the Central Labor Union. The Central Labor Union held its second Labor Day holiday just a year later, on September 5, 1883. In 1884 the first Monday in September was selected as the holiday, as originally proposed, and the Central Labor Union urged similar organizations in other cities to follow the example of New York and celebrate a “workingmen’s holiday” on that date. The idea spread with the growth of labor organizations, and in 1885 Labor Day was celebrated in many industrial centers of the country.
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Thursday night we had a big monsoon storm. Heavy duty rain for hours. We sat in the garage; watched the lighting and listened to the thunder. God took our picture a thousand times. *L* Lighting streaking across the sky is really pretty yeah. It was about 9:30pm and my son says Mom check this out. So were watching the storm from the safety of our garage. Anden the light went out in the garage. Get the flashlight! Then we started cracking up cause it was just the automatic light attached to the garage opener that turned off automatically. We sat in the dark and let our pictures get taken. LOL DH says listen! All I could hear was a rumbling sound. Kind of like a train coming down the track but in a distance. It was just a constant rumble. DH says when people talk about a tornado sounding like a freight train passing by that’s the sound they are talking about. He said he hadn’t heard that sound in ages. It’s a common sound in Oklahoma or any tornado ally state. The storm went on for hours. Rain. Lighting. Thunder. More rain. Less lightning. Less thunder. Still raining. That’s a monsoon in the valley. So this morning we go to work and you know we really do carpool, HOV lane aka diamond lane. We hear on the radio about all these closings. Water. No electricity, no traffic lights. It didn’t mention the area where we work up on Central Ave. We decide to stop at Safeway/Starbucks. But oops its closed. Must be no electricity. So we go on to work ooops big ass tree across the road. Go down another road, oops more debris. We finally get to DH’s building and oops everybody is outside. It’s about 7:20am. So I drop him off. I go to my building, 1 block up. OOPs the new light rail stop canopy thingee is in the intersection that I need to turn left at. There are work crews and TV camera crews there. I gotta go up another block then come back down. Finally I get to work and in our courtyard you see trash every where. Well actually it was insulation and someones roof in many many pieces scattered all over. No electricity. No phones. Which means, NO WORK. Its Friday, the long weekend just got longer. wooohooo
[No I didn’t take that picture. Its from da bucket. LOL] See more storm pictures here: ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
My thought is I don’t care if you Democrat, Republican, Independent, Libertarian, Unitarin or Sagitarian, just vote. You know what I mean. I don’t care if you left, right or kapakahi, shut up and vote. OK fine talk talk talk, grumble grumble grumble. Go vote. I believe what I believe and you believe what you belive. Its all good. Nobody hurting or harming each ada, nobody being mean and disrespecting one another, cool just vote. I not going change your mind and I wouldn’t want to. As I wouldn’t want some one to do me like that either. Some people are very passionate about their political stance. Passion is good. Juss no frkng try shovem down my throat, keep’um in your own troat! *L* You know what I mean. Personally I don’t think I need to be convinced of who to vote for. I make up my mind, vote and pau. Alot of commercials tell why da ada person junk. It maybe true and it might not. Whats junk for you is not necessarily junk fo’me and vice versa. I think there should more commercials and education that focus on the importance of voting, rather then red or blue or R or D or rich or poor or whateva. Most people make up their own mind and are not influenced by TV commercials. My thought is just cause you say you are one party or another doesn’t mean that you are going to vote for the nominated person. The only person who knows that is you. You can say whoever it is you want to say you voted for. You are the only person who knows for sure who you voted for, yeah. Some people like to brag. See I was right. You was wrong. See if you had done this that or the other; life would be different. Puh-leese. Save it for somebody who has nothing better to do then listen to your words of wisdom aka gloating. I have a life that does not include using up my time to listen to how right somebody else is about an election. I don’t see my life changing drastically either way. How many Presidents have I been thru and I’m still me because of the choices I made. Well aren’t we all. LOL I’m not a politically minded person. I’m wishywashy by nature. I’m even bribe-able. If MY one vote would make the difference in an election, would I do what is right. Will I vote for the person who I believe will truely make a difference? Will I vote for the person of my selected party? Would I vote for whichever candidate I have a connection to, cause you know his stepbrudahs mahdahs fahdahs cousin NT is my classmate? OR would I go to the highest bidder? Hmmmm decisions decisions. I am voting, thats a given. Ok so who den? Which brings me to da question, how much is a vote worth - money wise? I think everyone has a price. Some may say there is no dollar amount that could buy their vote. I think that could be the correct answer. But being the wishywashy deeply in debt shoppaholic that wants to travel but can’t afford to person that I am, a million sounds like a good round number. *L* ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I’m not a big politico person other then I vote. My participation in politics is basically voter and spectator. I never really paid attention to all the hoopla going on at the convention and all that. I have the TV on whatever station it is that has the Convention coverage. I have it on as background noise. Checking it now and then, sit down get up, do something else, attention deficit. I’m thinking if I watch it long enough the cameras will find people that I know are there. Then I can say “hey I saw you on TV.” No such luck yet because I’ve not watched it that long. Besides usually they have all the news & political analyst analyzing. There’s always two sides right, one person to praise it to death and the other to dissect it to pieces. Well can’t have the good with out the bad or vise versa. I listened to pieces of Michelle’s Obama speech. I liked it. I don’t care if the spousal speech is this, that or the other. But of course the TV people have to tell you all this, that or the other because that’s their job. Whatever. She did excellent. Nice dress. If she becomes First Lady, she be the first First Lady with a booty. Baby got back. Lotta junk inda trunk. Thats a good thing. Beats talking about a flat ass and pantsuits. Ooohh did I say that. LOL Tomorrow night Hillary speaks. What color pantsuit do you think she’ll wear? What I noticed during the campaign is that I never saw her in the same pantsuit twice. What does have to do with anything I don’t know, but I was thinking she must have 365 pantsuits, one for each day of the year. I must be growing up if I can listen/watch bits & pieces of the Convention. I’m still hoping to see people I know on TV.
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Imua Waipahu. One of the kids is my friends grandson. I am so proud of dose Boys! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I must be in a creative mood. Or I was this past weekend anyways. I’ve done this before, like 27 years ago for my baby boy. So I thought I’ll make one for our first ever mo’opuna aka Grandkid. I made the ribbon shirt like in 15 minutes. I was taking pictures of it cause its so dang tiny, its a size 0-3months. So I’m taking pictures, taking pictures AND BRAINFART! I should make an aloha print one too. Duh? Baby has ribbon shirt, baby needs aloha shirt for Friday. Aloha Friday. So this is what happens when I have these creativesmative moments. *L* The Ribbon Shirt - Back view:
It was while I was taking this picture that I thought of the Aloha Shirt. Front view of the Ribbon Shirt:
The teeny tiny newborn size Aloha Shirt. This matches da diapers yeah. The front view:
And this is the back of it:
Pau fo’now! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
So I was looking at my daughta’s gift register for baby stuff right. I notice on da list get Burpie Cloths. WOT? Cloth for burp. Hello. Burp cloths -special cloth fo’burp on. Only ting doe baby usually spit up or trow up, so ha’come dey no callem’ one trowup cloth or spittup cloth. Personally, I use to call it one DAIPA, you know a diaper. Way back inda day there were no “burp cloths” there were diapers. Right. Or was it just me. Diapers are/is the all purpose necessary item with bringing up baby. Or I think so. Even in this day and age were majority of peoples use disposable, you still need a dozen or two diapers yeah. Well I think so. Call me old school, a diaper comes in handy for whatever you want to use it for. Even doe new moms nowadays prolly no use cloth diapas cause dey all use disposables; still da diapa comes in handy. Like Burpie cloth, yeah. Before they invented the Burp Cloth there was da diapa. Somebody got akamai, renamed and labeled da multiuseful diapa wit “Burp Cloth” and dey you go. Smut, hah? Its called marketing. Burp cloth smurf cloth. Its a diaper. Somebody reinvented da name, changed da mateiral. So I figure I can reinvent da diapa too. Try look. Wat dis? Diapa or Burp Cloth? Shaka diapa. I know look Kahuku-ish but its really OU - Go Sooners! LOL
This is Mr. Floppy modelling da shaka diapa…….
Da okole view - cute hah? LOL
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Did you guys watch the opening ceremonies? Awesome show with a cast of thousands, fabulous costumes and great geography lesson. I thought Yao Ming and the little boy Lin Hao was so cute. Such a sad and heroic story. Kid got a good viewing when Yao Ming was carrying him. The choreography was awesome. Everybody was in synch. Usually you see one person outta place or miss a step or something. There was so much to see, and I didn’t notice anyone outta synch or outta place. I think they shamed out Disney. I bet the Disney people were taking notes big time. *L* The guy with the torch running in the air around the top of stadium made me tired, that was a long way around the stadium. It was a really excellent program. Watching the parade of nations was very educational. I never heard of some the countries. True that you learn something new every day. Let the games begin!
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I got this email at work that kinda bothered me because it said “will you send out an email blast”…… My first thought was that it was tacky to ask for others to do what they suppose to do. If you know what I mean. They want you to send it out to others when in fact isn’t that what they suppose to be doing. First of all I did not know this person personally and may be if I did I would have taken it differently and understood, they wanted my help blah blah blah. Although the people I know would ASK and not tell or demand. The email I got was not a demand, it just said send it out to your members or whatever. So if I send/FWD this email doesn’t it look like I work for them. Or I know them, when I really don’t. I don’t know how I got on the person’s “list” but its probably related to the people I contact regularly or who contact me; such is the nature of emails. Maybe I’m being too sensitive. Or futtydutty? Or maybe I’ve gotten one too many calls & emails asking if there is a “universal form” for one thing or another. And NO there is no universal form, hello every company has its own form, go ask the company. I am not the company and I don’t have or do forms. Maybe I answer too many phone calls and emails that are from people who either don’t have common sense, too lazy to call different companies, don’t know how to GOOGLE or all of the above. People probably just feel more comfortable talking to a human then googling, maybe. Or they don’t do Google, so lets ask the first human that answers the phone. I admit I hate talking to machines too. And speaking of voice mail. Could you keep it short! LOL And could you repeat your phone number at least twice. And it helps if you enunciate. Listen to me, I’m probably one of the worst ones. BUT I have to admit because of the way some voice mails make me nuts…… When I call and leave voice mail with a business the first and last thing I say is my name and number. So I do, do it twice. I’m trying to be an example at least. hehehehe Email has sort of changed the business scene and I think people forget that as “workers” we are also one anothers customer therefore there should be “customer service” - Y’all know what I mean. Some people come off awfully rude or short or ugly or you know…… just awful. Call me old school but I was taught if you are on the phone with someone they should know that you are smiling, you should smile on the phone - even if its an ugly crotchity pissed off maniac yelling at you. Well that happens, I’m making funny face and throwing da finga but hey IN GENERAL - one should smile on the phone, the person on the other end should hear you smile. That’s customer service 101. I feel that it should be the same way with email. The recipient should “know” or “feel” your smile. Thats my philosophy anyway. I get email from people, I ask them questions and I get back: I told you that blah blah blah. I’m sorry but I don’t hear smile in the words “I told you….” OR or, I email a person a question and I know they have the answer - thats why I emailed them hello - and I get an email back that says go ask so and so. It just goes to show that there are helpful people and there are rude grouchy asses. I have to remind myself to not ask these types of people for help or reference or anything cause I DISLIKE their hormonal attitudes. And and, these are the very people when they want your help, they are in your face kissing up big time. And I’m too nice to say “excuse me bitch remember dat ugly email, go ask so and so, back at’cha?” Maybe its me. I’m being sensitive. Then again I know its just a generational different sense of business etiquette. LOL ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ QUESTION: I haven’t been able to get the Hawaiistories.com page, is that just me? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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