Lika’s Log

I was listening to a local radio station and they were discussing a survey they saw, about people thought that their employers should pay for their gas. HUH?

Then someone called in and asked “what was the age bracket of these people who took the survey?” I don’t rememba da answa, but I’m thinking - YOUNG. *L* Then they went off, talking about a generation of kids who think they are “entitled” to this that and the other. Hmmmmm

And where did these kids learn this “entitlement” attitude? Duh. Maybe I/we was raised different. And maybe we/I raised our kids different, BUT I know damn well my kids don’t think their employers owe them gas or anything like that. And if MY kid is acking or tawking like they are ENTITLED to stuff they haven’t earned, CALL me and I will slap dem up side dey head.

If nothing else I like to think I’ve taught my kids a good work ethic. Show up ON TIME, you do your best, you kokua, do da job and do it to the best of your ability - and if you don’t know how, ask. Please don’t be a lazy slacker and embarrass me. You know wot I mean?

I was surprise to hear my own SON say -”he doesn’t know why people at work bitch and moan, the job is not hard and its in a comfortable setting - you not out doors in da 100degrees plus weather and in this day & age jobs aren’t easy to come by.” My BabyBoy undastands economics. Wonders never cease!

I can undastand that if you are like running errands for your company and you use your own vehicle; that you would want to get compensated. In my job, if I use my own car for work related errands and if I fill out the forms etc I get 50.5cents a mile. In this day and age; every little bit helps especially since I commute like 40 miles to work. At the same time there are times when its on the way to lunch or its on my way home or something like that and I don’t mind doing the errand on my own.

People say there is a different work ethic between generations and I understand what their saying. At the same time I don’t think you can totally blame the “whole” generation.

I think ones work ethic or the lack of is a reflection of ones upbringing. There are a lot of hard working kids with a good ethic. At the same time there are some frkng lazy slackers of every generation, yeah.

I don’t think kids nowadays, look at things the way WE/I do. I mean its been ingrained in my brain, brainwashed into me; IF I do /anything wrong - its a reflection of my family, my upbringing and I have just shamed out embarrassed ALL MY RELATIONS alive and dead. Do you know what I mean? Thats an old school upbringing ain’t it.

I think I’ve gotten to an age where I think I’m entitled to a thing or two. BUT lets get real; it ain’t gonna happen so I may as well get over it. LOL

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There are things that I’ve been putting off. Work wise, clean house wise, self wise, other wise….. Don’t know what it is? Ok yes I do. Indecision. No decision. Undisciplined. Lolo. What can I say? This poster says it all….

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1. Born at Queens Hospital, Honolulu, HI.

2. Raised in Ewa. Plantation not Beach. Fernandez Village.

3. Ewa Elementary School K-7th grade 1st semesta.

4. Move to Waipahu 7th grade. August Ahrens.

5. Waipahu High School - Grad you know wen. LOL

6. Worked at Pearl Harbor, Beeman Center.

7. Service man hanapa’a wahine story.

8. Lived in California - Ocean Beach.

9. Lived in Oklahoma - Tahlequah.

10. Lived in Arizona - Chinle, Window Rock & Ft. Defiance, Navajo Reservation. San Carlos, Apache Reservation.
And now in the East Valley of the Valley of the Sun.

11. Lived in New Mexico - Socorro.

12. Lived in Colorado - Ignacio - Southern Ute Reservation.

13. Lived in Nevada - Gardnerville & Carson City.

14. Worked for Harley Davidson Financial Services, Titles Dept.

15. Have worked in 3 college libraries.

16. Maybe when I grow up or my kids pay for me to go to grad school, I’ll go get my MLS. LOL

17. I have tree(3) kids; 2 girls and a boy.

18. I have one husband. Still on #1.

19. Some of “da guys” call me “first wife” cause I am da first wife, while others are on 2 or 3 or 4, why I dunno.

20. I have a BA degree in Journalism intended to go to grad school but that wasn’t gonna happen w/ 3 little kids.

21. I attended Northeastern State University, Tahlequah, OK. Go Redmen. No, they changed it huh, Sparrow Hawks? ?

22. I take hula and tahitian. Or at least I try, great exercise no doubt.

23. I’m a dessert first kind of person.

24. I think the best bakeries are in Hawaii. Malasadas. Haupia cake. Ensamadas. Guava cake. Who needs Krispy Cream?

25. I love to read. Murder mystries mostly. I’m a nerd like that.

26. I love CSI. See above.

27. I am a shoppaholic.

28. I don’t drink. Usually. LOL But the last time I did I had 3 different flavored martinis.

29. I don’t think chocolate was meant to be a martini flavor. But thats me.

30. I always have candy on my desk. Good candy. Chocolate candy. *L*

31. I’m not good in math.

32. I am mechanically challenged.

33. Sometimes I think I write too much at the same time I think also I’ve been writing lesser and lesser.

34. I’ve gotten too big for my britches, literally.

35. Blogging is therapy so is email.

36. I have too much stuff and need to downsize big time. I’m part pack rat.

37. I’m not a Grandma yet BUT first mo’opuna is due October 19-ish, so I will be soon.

38. I like to sew. But I haven’t been sewing.

39. I’ve discovered wood burning; like on gourds. Hope to do more soon.

40. It cost money to stay healthy, I spend $50 a month on maintenance drugs.

41. I never thought of myself as smart, other then smart ass. LOL Hey its makule but it works.

42. I’ve been around alot of ’stupidheads’ so sometimes they make me feel smarter.

43. I assume everybody has common sense. Common to me is uncommon to others.

44. One should never assume, huh?

45. I have too much debt. See #27.

46. I have a love hate relationship with WalMart. See #27 & #45.

47. My new phone is my pedometer.

48. I carry my pedometer in my bra. High pockets! One time my boobs called my daughta….

49. I think I’m crafty then I buy all this stuff to make something and it looks like a kindergarten person made it.

50. I love my job.

51. I have lived mainland all my married life, ova 3 decades.

52. I have three sisters and one brother, my brother died in 1977.

53. I had my throat cut open twice. With stitches I looked like Raggedy Ann. Now I just look raggedy. nah nah nah

54. I spend at least an hour on the computer per day. Ok 2. Not counting work stuff. Ok 3.

55. 55 and still alive. Gotta count da blessing and roll with it. *L*

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I got a new TOY! No not that kine……. LOL

This kine:

My phone was like 3 years old and it was/is ok. But I was thinking, maybe I should get something MOE MODERN. LOL My kids all get da kine blueberry or blackberry or some kine of berry. But its red. *L* Anyways I was thinking, something I no need open yeah. Just cause. I like ack hah?

DH, my son & everybody stay telling me you can get a new phone you just have to extend your contract for 2 years. All this time I/we’ve been very satisfied with our service so we just leave’um alone. So now fo’get freebie gotta go extend da contract. Ok fine. I’ve been putting it off, yeah I’ll go to da stowa bumbye. Well DH had da day off and he calls says you want this new phone? I guess. Da salesdude come on da phone tell me all what get. DO you have a red one? No moe red. Ok fine just give me da black one. I no even know what I was getting.

When I first saw it I was like, WEA DA NUMBAS? duh? Gotta slidem’ dakine. I guess I MODERN now. hehehehe It’s a SONY Ericsson W580i. It has all the bells and whistles I don’t know how to use. Yet. hehehee Oh oh oh I did figure out how to use da FM radio, doe. It is also a walkman, I can download my own music. That is soon as I learn how and buy a memory stick. Guess which will happen first. LOL I don’t even have/use an iPod. I have a Shuffle that I’ve never used.

I also figured out if I listen to da radio da battery going get low moe fast den if I don’t. Serious DUH huh? The first thing I did wen I got my phone is text da kids. 1st kids text back “you know how usem’?” Da next kid texts “So u r 1 awesome texter now, LOL.” Can tell who dey Mahdah yeah?

Well I gotta go play some with my new toy. That makes it sound like one “rabbit” huh. Oooh baybee yeah, nah nah nah. LOL I must go and learn how to use my new phone.

CALL me. lol

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I was waiting for someone to write in hea. So wea all MY writahs at? Again? Hoooo da kine…. Fine, I going write.

So somebody in class told me: “You must not have any drama or stress in your life?” WHO does not have something or other going on in their life. The difference between me and THEM is that I don’t talk about IT the way THEY do. Everybody has a story. Everybody has ups and downs. Lotta downs. Great ups. With that said, WE ALL deal with our dramas, pilikias, and pissed off-edness in our own way.

Most people talk about it. Lot of people talk about it over and over and over. Every detail repeated from person to the next, and like where I use to work in cubicle city; I heard the same story related over and over, to every and anyone who asked. I listened. Then sometimes I tune out. Not to be rude or anything but after I hear the story for the umpteenth time, I get desensitized and it doesn’t sound as “critical” as the first time I heard the story. You know what I mean.

I don’t talk about MY Dramas because one story will lead to another and next thing you know, I’m telling and saying everything I told myself I wouldn’t say. I can’t tell just a piece of a story because every drama story comes with a history. So then I’d have to give history and what not. Time is too precious to go over “da drama” ova and ova. Thats just me. I tend not to dwell on my drama and I think maybe I should but been there done that. Tired awreddy.

Maybe its a coping skill I learned as a kid. Ignore it and you won’t know its there. Its also called, its gonna bite you in da ass. But wotdahey I got a big thick ass, I can handle it. Or can I? It makes me wonder sometimes. I just don’t make a big deal outta whateva it is that there is that needs to be made a big deal of. (WOT?)

[I am juss free typing here and letting my fingas do da tinking - LOL] Its a writing therapy thing I do. I’ll read this afta I pau write and I’ll wonder what in theeHELL am I writing about. Does it matter? NO. Its kinda of like “if it feels good write it.” Wait, that should be about s - e - x ain’t it? LOL

It threw me for a loop wen I was told “I must not have any drama/stress in my life.” Stress is one of those self made things. If I think I’m stressed I am, so what am I gonna do? Write wierd-ed out pieces la dis! Its therapy. hehehehehe

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This is a project still in progress. It is my pono bowl. What’s a pono bowl? Whatever you want it to be. Its a bowl where you put you treasures or sacred stuff or whatever stuff you want to put in it, you can even leave it empty. Its your bowl. I suppose you could put smelly dried up stuff if you wanted to. Whats that called, potpurri? You know what I mean. LOL

Anyway most of it is done. Although it could use more sanding, I’m done with the sanding. You gotta be in a sanding mood and I think I did a lot yesterday. This is what it looked like before I started cleaning the inside, scraping out all da opala anden it needed to be sanded.

This is after I did da burning of the main design. Still got work to do on it but its maybe 80% done. Something like that. I want to add a couple of honus. If I’m in the mood I’ll sand some more inside. If not then pau. Currently, I have some herbs in the bowl. It’ll make’um smell good hah? There’s some sweetgrass, rosemary and cedar.

I haven’t thought of what to put in it yet. I need a kuahu/altah/alter yea? *L* My rosary that I rarely use but I still spew out those Our Fathers and Hail Marys with out beads. What do I have thats a “treasure?”

A work in progress….

I really enjoyed making this. My art is a bit off but its called using stencils. Cause free hand wise it woulda been stick figures. This was my first experience using a burning pen or burning wood. I also burned myself, da stem, but its called learning.

Now I need to dedicate time to finish this bowl. Its da kine stuff, if/when you start you know like stop. Gotta finish what you started and not be interrupted by this that or the other. I must make one for each kid. I can hear them now, “Mom & her projects.” They say “oh another Designbydakine!” LOL

I should do an Etsy.com store huh? That would be cool I think. What would I call it? How about: PONO4U! That looks like a vanity license plate. LOL

Manuahi is translated as “gratis” or like free of charge, I always thought it to mean “extra”. It can also mean “other” things but we won’t go there and I want to talk about “gratis.” *L*

Is manuahi da same as barrato? Kinda ain’t. Cheapa, discount, make deal. Filipino let’s make a deal? Barrato! I guess in haole it would be translated as a baker’s dozen, 13 instead of 12. Getting something extra huh?

When I see something I like, I not sked buyem’ especially when its very affordable. Because I have a tendency to buy gifts when there’s nobody to give it to, yet. (can you say shopaholic?) The holidays come around eventually I have “stuff” ready. I’ve bought stuff from Island Girl Bows before. I bought da little girls in the family (oh and fo’me too) cute hair barrettes for Christmas.

So I saw one flowa on her website dat I like. It was on one baby’s head but she said it fits her head so should fit mine. So fine I ordered it. Look at what all I got, what a pleasant surprise. The items are laying on my pau skirt. Check it out.

Yestaday I got my package. Monday night is hula practice so of course gotta wear da flowa. Da buttafly match so wotdayhay I puinsai. Ok not dat kine puinsai and not clitter eda. LOL

They say word of mouth and good customer service is the best advertisement. Good customer service is hard to come by these days, you eva noticed. Especially wen you talking to somebody you no can undastand dey accent and being local sometimes I think I’m loosing it and I feel bad. BUT so solly I neva grow up around da Middle Eastern & India kine accents so my ea’s no work too good. *L*

So anyways if you looking for cute girly girl stuff try go look see.

www.islandgirlbows.etsy.com

I had never even heard of etsy till “dese guys” mentioned it. There are some cool stuff there. Handcrafted items. No bidding just buy’em. How cool is that?

Mahalo KG!

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You ever noticed or wondered ha’come some peoples voice no match dem. Like if you only heard their voice, you think like they might look a certain kinda of way, then when you see’um you’re like, da voice and face no match. Or like on TV the sports casters or newscasters they have THAT voice and just looking at them you wouldn’t think they sound like that.

There’s a certain pitch of voice I can not stand. It a high pitch, an octave or two below fingernails scratching a blackboard.I had a neighbor that had that high pitchy voice and it got irritating listening to her. People prolly say the same thing about me. LOL But I don’t have a high voice. Do I?

I was messing with my phone because I changed the ringtone on it; so I thought I should change the voice mail greeting too. So I listened to my message and I made funny face cause “datsME?” It sounds like a kid? I sound like a kid? It doesn’t sound more then half a century anyways….LOL Maybe if I talk moe haole I’d sound moe olda. But why I need sound moe olda? I know how old I is, so what how old my voice sounds. Sounding like a kid is fun sometimes cause den I can act dumb and people think its just da dang kids. I use to do that with telemarketers. It was their faul, they always asked me if my Mom or Dad was home and I tell’um no. Doesn’t even have to be a nice no. Just NO with attitude. *L*

With every job I’ve had there’s always a certain amount of answering phones involved. I always get the “you’re probably to young to know this but……” I was thought that was funny. Cause for a lot of the callers I could look at their info and I know dey olda den me. Or I get the “back in the 70’s blah blah blah” but you’re probably to young to know that. Wellllll, not really but I don’t have to tell’um.

I like low voices, you know the Barry White kine, da Radio announcer kine. Probably cause its a pleasant tone, totally opposite then the high pitch. I know this guy, I swear to GAWD if you heard him you would think as one wahine. I didn’t believe as was one kane talking till I met da person. It looks like a guy, walks likes a guy, I’m assuming it has GUY equipment but da voice lacks testosterone. Do you know what I mean? And on the phone sound moe wahine-ish then in person. Its weird. Maybe its my ears? Its the strangest thing. Cause you know how mahu’s try their best to change the pitch of their voice makem’ moe feminine, so this guy no need do dat cause it all ready there. Then there’s wahines that sound like kane’s yeah. Sound like they going kick yo’ass even wen dey nice and harmless la dat.

I always like my voice when I sick and its “low and raspy.” What one of my bosses use to call my 1-900 voice. For like 6 months my voice changed. I didn’t think much about it. In fact I just thought it was allergies. How dufus am I? Anyway I it was serious issues and it taught me to shutup. LOL At one point I totally lost my voice, for months I couldn’t talk loud. So dat gave me an idea something was wrong. My family is kinda know for da “loudness” yeah. I knew I was getting better and improving when I started being accused of being “too loud.” LOL There are times when my voice fades and its kinda like a sign yeah ~ you betta shutup. I see it as a good thing. It’d be sad to totally loose my voice. That was one of the risk the doctors told me about when I went unda da knife. Pretty freaking to think you I may not talk again. Fo’real I wen shuttup yeah.

Now if and when I start to loose my voice, I just figure its a sign. It just means shuttup and listen, neva mind wala’au. *L*

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and this:

Ok I know its HagenDas but dis one had macadamian nuts and big island candy cookies in’um or something ono like dat, mainland no moe dat kine.

Miss dis too:

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I was so happy to read the story in the Star Bulletin about Kunia. Koo-nee-AH. KU-nee-ah. If you’re old school, if you are true to da pidgin English, IF you from Kunia - dey say: KOON-yuh!

http://starbulletin.com/2008/05/29/news/story01.html

One plantation village saved. They have the greatest view and it would be so sad to see that place riddled with condos and so miss labled - AFFORDABLE HOUSING. In whose lifetime? But I digress.

I have a lot of fond memories of Kunia. My first job was there. My bestest friends are from there. I think I was 12 or 13, when I first went to Kunia. I got drugged there, you know back in da day wen parents say WE going here or there. There was no debate, you just went like it or not, go or get licking and you going still end up going so may as well just go. We went for a rosary/prayer thingee watchamacallit. What was its a catholic thing? Hmmmm
Santa Catalina? No its not Santa like Santa Clause, you have to use your bookbook Spanish accent: Sun-TAH KahTAHleenah. LOL Or something to that effect.

We had to pray then eat. Cause you know if you are gonna make people pray, you betta feed’um. Kunia has a lotta mana’o. It juss does. I think that has to do with aina and the people there. It is rich in “stories.” I always think I know plenny stories about Kunia anden I hear my friends tawkstory and its too much fun.

Kunia people are…. FUNNY. Drama, dysFUNction, like any other small village town, its where everybody knows your business before you do.*L* Anyway back in day da day was la dat.

I was reading the comments made about the article and some of that shitjusspiss the crap outta me. Cause everything is political and its all about something else and dis dat an the other. Kunia is not getting developed into a Mililani, you guys cannot just be happy about dat? Kunia remaining as is for now, people no have to get uprooted and move to “affordable” housing.

Kunia has all these landmarks & notable places nothing thats on a map or anything; Pregnant Lady, Tree Rocks lol Three Rocks, da bridge wit da crying baby. Some of the stuff I was told was BS, cause I was da outsider and my friends told me anykine lolo stuff that I kinda believed and moe worst I remember.

Like last time I was talking story with my #1 Kunia friend; I asked “Woteva happened to da hermit dat live up in da mountains?” She looked at me like I was nuts, “wot hermit?” I told her da stories dey told me. She looks at me and says “you know I tink we told you plenny bull lie-ya kine stories yeah; moe worst you rememba’um.” *L*

Kunia Store was da place to be wen pau hana in da pineapple fields. OH as da only place get. Our Luna & ada peoples use to call us da Hollywood gang. Had all da 15-16yr olds from Kunia and me; instead of wearing goggles on da truck us all wore sunglasses. We were bad. LOL Anden we would put our goggles over our sunglasses, da luna use to come check if get space on da side. If get space gotta hemo da sunglasses but if da goggles touching against da skin den ok. Speaking of Lunas, who was my luna? HAJIMI!

Anden I had Mr. Funai too. Mr. Funai was one teacha from Wailua HS I think. He was funny. One of da ada girls from Waipahu, even doe her Filipino her last name was O’Clary. Mr. Funai was like ha’come Filipino get Irish last name, I going make my name O’Funai moe betta. I had fun working pineapple fields. One lesson I learned working pineapple field is no drink in da hot sun cause da pineapple fields start moving up and down ja’like waves.

One person in Kunia use to call me Gawjess. Too funny, Timoche. I neva mean to get him all “messed up” on Boonseberry or Key Largo or woteva cheap wine had at SS’s graduation party. Bugga was walking down 2nd street (or is it 3rd) yelling for GAWjess. Nobody could figgah out who GAWjess was including me. Who knew? Dey took him home and next ting you know he was walking down da street looking fo’GAWjess. GAWjess you get som’moe fo’drink, you my friend hah GAWjess? *L* Cause see way earlier, Timoche was sitting next to me and we talking country right so people pass da bottle or cup around share. So if I got it I pass it to Timoche, I neva know everytime I gave it to him he would drink. I didn’t drink all da time, I pass’um on. Well somebody drank enough for both of us. Good memories.

Kunia is funny la dat. One of my ada Kunia friends wants her ashes spread on the yard of the house that she grew up in (YEAH RD! lol). Um’ hello, somebody still stay live deya? *L* Kunia people are da best. Da stories are even betta. hehehehhe

Get Kunia Village reunion every other year (the even years) at where else; California Hotel in Las Vegas. They just had one this past May so the next one is first weekend May 2010. I like go just to hea da stories…….

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