19.3.06

Rain, Thougtin's, & a Tutu Man To Be...

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There has been over 115 inches of rain on Kauai since Feb. 18th. (ouch) Lives lost on a dam burst, and many floods here, there, and all about the windward side. So Firecom has been busy and busier. Kinda like dumb and dumber, but with less humor. It has poured since getting off from Firecom this AM. The kiddo and me did some girly shopping for her, as her and the ever effervescent(?) Lady C along with Son (sun) numero uno are heading to the continent on Wednesday. The continent being Californi-ay. For a week.

God help Southern California.

Nah.

As occurred in previous episodes of our story, bruddah K, (the eldest of our tribe) has a bit of a attitude problem, but has been accruing points on the positive side. Number one being, he has a job. That notwithstanding, his GF, who was here, but returned to Cali, is a wonderful soul, but the reason for the return to Cali was IMHO, not the brightest.

Yes, bruddah K was not doing his responsibilities, was not being a "man", and in general, was an 'asshole'. Not full on, 100% ass, but a high percentage of his action were on the asshole variety.

Confused yet?

If not, believe me, you will be. Sooooooooooooooooooooo, his GF leaves, and bruddah K goes into el-funk-o-mondo, and finally gets head out of arse long enough to mature a bit.

OK, NOW, you are confused.

So the Lady C is conversing with the GF's Mom and the GF in Cali, on a regular basis. Which is great, and the GF still loves him, yada, yada, yada. (Me - Then why did you leave?) Which only furthers the differing opinions between me and my mateage.

Now I am confused.

So come to find out that the GF is pregnant. And the GF doesnt carry well. And other dilemmas and quantities of human knowledge that I for one cant fathom, but that is more fuel to the confusion fire. Any who - bruddah K takes this as his time to step up to the plate and mature (good!) and fall in line (better!) Get a job (Whew!) and realize that $ dont grow on trees (REALITY CHECK!)

So We is a gonna be Tutu Kane & Tutu Wahine. ( Gram & Gramps ) Come June. So the Lady, The Kiddo, And Bruddah K are headed to Cali for the shower. I will man the homestead, unti B-day for -

Kaleo James.

Am I excited? Yes. .............and No.

And the No is killing me. It isnt a "No" like "oh, No!" or a "No" like "No Way!" More like a No that is standing on the side, trying to piece together what is the best avenue for this crew to follow.

And I have not the slightest.

So pay the fares. Kiddo is on spring break, so that falls nicely, bruddah K can get off from his new job w/out damage, and I well, I can work, surf, and contemplate the ramifications that are to come. I know it will work out for the best, because that is what I do - make things better. The creeping doubt is the doubt of - am i doing the right thing to make things better? I dont have a lot of needs. I dont care too much about $, cause I can always work. But the responsibilities of possibly having to raise another kiddo, well, is not what I want to harp on. But it is a possibility.

I am gonna be positive, and see the positive.

The guy with the hammer can stop pounding my head anytime now, Thanks.

Its all good.

I got Vegas in April with the Lady, and health problems for the GF are lacking, so its all good.


Sinfest -



All I need is some sun.

'Cause I gots a Grand-"son" coming.

Criminy, I feel really old saying that.

Wonder when they will let me take him to the beach?

You think Day 1 is tooooooo soon?

*wink*

Aloha!

TO ALL THE KIDS WHO WERE BORN IN THE 1930's 40's, 50's, 60's and 70's !!

First, we survived being born to mothers who smoked and/or drank while they carried us.

They took aspirin, ate blue cheese dressing, tuna from a can, and didn't get tested for diabetes.

Then after that trauma, our baby cribs were covered with bright colored lead-based paints.

We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors or cabinets and when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets, not to mention, the risks we took hitchhiking.

As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air bags.

Riding in the back of a pick up on a warm day was always a special treat.

We drank water from the garden hose and NOT from a bottle.

We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle and NO ONE actually died from this.

We ate cupcakes, white bread and real butter and drank soda pop with sugar in it, but we weren't overweight because......

WE WERE ALWAYS OUTSIDE PLAYING!!

We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on.

No one was able to reach us all day. And we were O.K.

We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then ride down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running into the bushes a few times, we learned to solve the problem.

We did not have Playstations, Nintendo's, X-boxes, no video games at all, no 99 channels on cable, no video tape movies, no surround sound, no cell phones, no personal computers, no Internet or Internet chat rooms..........WE HAD FRIENDS and we went outside and found them!

We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth and there were no
lawsuits from these accidents.

We ate worms and mud pies made from dirt, and the worms did not live in us forever.

We were given BB guns for our 10th birthdays,
made up games with sticks and tennis balls and although we were told it would happen, we did not put out very many eyes.

We rode bikes or walked to a friend's house and knocked on the door or rang the bell, or just yelled for them!

Little League had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment. Imagine that!!

The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law was unheard of. They actually sided with the law!

This generation has produced some of the best risk-takers, problem solvers and inventors ever!

The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas.

We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned

HOW TO
DEAL WITH IT ALL!
And YOU are one of them!
CONGRATULATIONS!

You might want to share this with others who have had the luck to grow up as kids, before the lawyers and the government regulated our lives for our own good.

and while you are at it, forward it to your kids so they will know how brave their parents were.

Kind of makes you want to run through the house with scissors, doesn't it?!
PS -The big type is because your eyes are shot at your age.

Added - friend Kohnster sent this email'ed pretty true, Kaleo James is gonna be in for a big surprise w/ Tutu Kane Mark!

Aloha, for 2X!

5 comments:

alan said...

I hope he gets to grow up surfing with you my friend!

My first came along at 43; now I have 3 of them...you can see two of them on my post from Sunday. You're in for a treat! Enjoy!

alan

fineartist said...

Your blood in another generation.

Man, they are lovey squeezey, smell so good, soft, and beyond words.

Congratulations to all of you.

I can remember before I had grandchildren and grandparents would tell me that having grandchildren was the most wonderful experience…To me it sounded like they were saying that they loved their grandchildren more than their own children, so I always told them, “I love my children.”

I totally misunderstood what was going on.

And man were they right, not that you don’t love your children, but this Nanny gig is SWEET.

I often catch myself just watching them, seeing glimpses of the people who I know better than anyone else in this world. I like to smell their heads. Mouse always smells like the out of doors, and baby girl smells like flowers. One of the best things though is seeing their eyes light up, their arms fling wide and their little feet run…to get to you.

I am one groovy ol’ chick in my grand loves eyes.

Pride, delight, love, we wont focus on pain here, no. Your right. It will all buff out.

Cheryl had a post about how the astrological forces were really whipping our a--rears lately, and that most of it should level by March 29th. I say, thanks be to God/Goddess, because I could sure use a few days without my guts feeling twisted…get thee behind me negativity. Boo. I’m losing it, but I’ll find it again.

It’ll all be well, Pa Pa Mark.

Sandy said...

Congratulations TUTU MARK!
aww, a little grommet on the way, you know he's gonna be shredding the waves with you, and he's gonna think you're the coolest papa ever!

Angeline Rose Larimer said...

Yes, Wow!!! I thought of you when I saw the flooding news. Wasn't sure if it was your island. It occurs that one weather for one island, but be the same for all...

Anyhow! Wow. Then I saw your news!! What news!!
Your g'kids are gonna be the luckiest g'kids. Man! How long before they let you take 'em surfing??? Man. If they're smart, they'll be knocking on your door all the time, because I can't think of a cooler more prepared g'pa.
(I'm intentionally keeping out the g word until you've verified that you're used to it...)
Life.
Pretty amazing.
Congratulations!

Jennifer said...

Ohhhhhh, Markie! Markie-mark-mark!

BIG FAT JOYOUS ZILLA HUGS FOR YOU!!!!!

(I think I may have wet myself, just a tiny bit, in all the excitement)

WOOOOO!

This is HUGE.

This is SO huge.


I gotta go calm down. I'll be back.


I'll read the rest after I quit squeeling and crying and doing the hooray for grandparenthood dance!!!


WooooooHOOOOOOOO!

(and Lori's right -- nothin' more addictive than grandbaby-smell.