A pair of old Queens.

The invitaion was simple and read like this:

People,
This weekend will mark the 28th Annual celebration of my birth. Parties are planned in London, Rio, Paris and Paia. Please join me & The Queen* in celebrating at Jaques on Saturday night from 7:30 onwards.
Ian
*Not confirmed

Well as luck would have it, not only was the Queen free, but her dearly departed Mum returned from the grave to make Ian's birthday one he would remember! He's a man of hidden talents as earlier this year he and Danny showed up to my birthday as Morris Dancers, frickin hysterical. So we knew if anyone would apprceciate our efforts if was Sir (as he's now known) Ian Haywood.
When the children of the parish asked if I was really the Queen of England, I replied “I course I am children and would you like a Jaffa cake”! I figured the fact that the sell by date was March ’07 would be lost on their young American taste buds!

Details of note, Meesh’s marigold gloves and ‘screen’ netting, plus my 'curtain pull 'gold thingy and recycled wedding dress from 1989!
The granny boobs were another stroke of genius. By the end of the night they'd had just about everything thrust between them including the birthday boys head!. People kept on walking up to Meesh with a pair of stray socks as her stuffing fell out and tweaking her nipples (I think you can see why) as they left. 'kin hysterical.
Typhoo on the left, Earl Gray on the right.
And so to the real gift, a visual he’d rather not have but the laugh was so good I know we’re forgiven. Sir Ian and the Queens……….
As the night wore on, the wigs came off . Wiith a weak (and unheeded) facial plea for help ‘the other Morris dancer’ Sir Danny Kivel not only receives his knighthood but is the filling for the delicious Queen Elizabeth butty!

What a brilliant evening, Meesh & I had so much fun we decided bugger the birthday part, we'll just randomly go out dressed up more often! To wit Maui replies, "We are not amused"!

Problem or progress?

“Live like you’re in a canoe” that is the message from movie “Hawaii a message in the waves” So the arrival of the Hawaii Super Ferry has a lot of people quite twitchy.

Being able to take your car interisland is a great idea, so long as you don’t bring invasive species with you. Seeing the Islands from the ocean (I have no doubt) will be a beautiful experience, but what about the creatures under the water? What will they undergo as more waste is dumped in their backyard and the noise and vibration of this new vessel becomes a daily occurrence? I’m in support of affordable travel for more people but the traffic is bad now...... try adding 866 people and 282 cars to the commute, it's not going to be pretty.

Life becomes more main land and less Island with every change and that to me is heartbreaking. Yet I go to Costo, Home Depot, Kinko’s & K-Mart and am glad they are there when I need their services. I’m a canoe girl at heart, but if my only choices for inter island travel were canoe or ferry, I’d be wanting a ticket not a paddle! It's an internal dichotomy that keeps arising, so I'll keep searching for the answer and let you know when I find it.

Sunday Sunset.

And talking of clouds, if I hadn’t seen it with my own two eyes, I would not have imagined the sky really could erupt into such a blaze of glory. As Ulli would say 'average'!

Cloud 9

I was heading up to Kula at sunset and had to take a moment to appreciate the view. We’re in the middle of some wet & windy weather and the lower elevations of Haleakala were a good vantage point to observe the clouds. The rain is a welcome respite as we are in drought upcountry and the normally lush slopes are parched and slightly jaundiced in appearance. By Sunday I’ll look at the same landscape and it will be covered in healthy new fuzz of green grass(cue Tom Jones;Green, green grass of home).

Flower power.

There once was a lady from Leeds
Who swallowed a packet of seeds
Within a short hour
She pee’d a big flower
Giving pollen on tap for the bees.

My talents know no bounds!

Towing in......

Bollocks. I could feel my truck grumbling all week and today it finally went into a silent protest not letting me shift into any gear whatsoever. Still as my friend Cheyenne would say ‘don’t be bummed at your good fortune’. He’s right; as luck would have it all shifting ground to a halt outside the airport car rental frenzy, my trusty AAA card and cell phone were handy and I was on the road again in no time.

We’ve had some good times my 1993 Ford and I, but I feel it’s time to let go and invest in a newer, younger modal. Jesus…I hope my karma doesn’t come back to haunt me on this one!

Did you get my good side?

I knew if I took the gopro waterprrof camera sailing with me the results would be hysterical, but I wasn’t prepared for how frickin’ funny these shots would be. Here is a little montage that captures my struggle, surprise and alarm whilst having fun at Kanaha!

Honestly, if you can’t laugh at yourself………

Kanaha Hokey Cokey

You put your left arm in, your left arm out (make sure you click on the audio to really get into this post!)
In out, in out, you shake it all about
You do the Hokey Cokey and you turn around
That's what it's all about
Whoa-o the Hokey Cokey
Whoa-o the Hokey Cokey
Whoa-o the Hokey Cokey
Knees bent, arms stretched
Raa raa raa