I was listening to one of my favorite morning radio programs yesterday while doing errands and one of the discussions were about a vacation two of the DJ’s took to the Big Island last week. As I was listening to this, I couldn’t help remembering some of the people I came across over the years with similar experiences they had. For example:

Hawaii became a State on August 21, 1959. I know this not only because we learned this in History classes, but it’s a State Holiday as well. A tourist was overheard talking, rather speaking in a loud voice (like the worker couldn’t understand English), to a Hotel worker asking to exchange her money for our currency. Ok dumbasses out there … Hawaii IS one of the 50 states and we DO have the same currency! Oh, and we do speak English here as well. Which brings me to another story. I was in New York for the first time back in January of ’98 to meet Ghost, Logi and Skye. We went out to drinking one night and met up with some of their friends. I started talking to the girlfriend of one of their friends and about 15 minutes into our conversation she learned that I was from Hawaii. I thought I was going to die laughing … this knucklehead then asked me if I could speak English. What the hell were we doing the last 15 minutes?? I know she was intoxicated and all, but what the fuck?

I’ve been on the internet for over 5 years now and I’d have to say that about 40% of the people I’ve met still actually think that people in Hawaii live in grass huts and drive on unpaved roads. That’s really sad. And they say the education system here sucks? What the hell are they teaching the kids on the mainland? Another tourist was overheard as he was looking out his window when they were about to land “wow … people do actually live here.” Like the state of Hawaii is one big military installation or one big hotel chain for tourists.

Enough of my ranting.

Good to see Logi is still alive … thanks for the offer and I will most definitely take you up on it. I’m supposed to pick up the CD with the pictures next week so I’ll e-mail you then.

I have been in and out of the labor and delivery room these past two weeks it isn’t funny. I’ve been contracting like crazy and if I go back one more time, I’m far along enough that they will not stop them anymore. At least I know for sure now that we’re having a boy. I was in L&D this past Thursday to do a non-stress test and after monitoring the baby, they did an ultrasound. The doctor asked me if I knew what we were having and I laughed as I looked at the screen and told him I know for sure now. His pee pee was right there on the screen in full glory just bobbing away for all to see. We looked at each other and laughed our heads off.

I seem to be burning fat again and not gaining any weight. So now I have three appointments to see what the hell is going on with me this week. It’s already been mentioned that I may have to be admitted if this keeps up so they can monitor what I eat. Hey, I don’t take these things likely … especially with the gestational diabetes. I’m supposed to be on a 2200 calorie/day diet and I still lose weight on that. That’s a lot of food and I do admit that most days I can’t even eat that much. I’m down to practically forcing myself to eat a little something every hour.

It’s naptime and I’m extremely tired. I’ve been sleeping a lot lately. I guess I’d better get all the sleep in as I can now before the marathon of waking up every two to three hours begin, eh?

Hope everyone is well … enjoy the rest of the week!