Wow, just two short years ago, I was writing about how proud I was of my son for getting into Punahou. Now, here we are at the end of his 1st grade year. I can't believe how the time flew on this one. I am so proud of what he has accomplished and looking forward to how much more he will learn. That also means that I am also two years older!!! Sheesh. So here we go, goodbye kindergarten and 1st grade. It was fun while it lasted, but I have to keep trecking on and hope that time will maybe fly by a little slower. But I doubt it.
Until next post...
Thursday, June 6, 2013
My, my, my, time really does fly
Wow, just two short years ago, I was writing about how proud I was of my son for getting into Punahou. Now, here we are at the end of his 1st grade year. I can't believe how the time flew on this one. I am so proud of what he has accomplished and looking forward to how much more he will learn. That also means that I am also two years older!!! Sheesh. So here we go, goodbye kindergarten and 1st grade. It was fun while it lasted, but I have to keep trecking on and hope that time will maybe fly by a little slower. But I doubt it.
Until next post...
Monday, August 1, 2011
ASSAULT ON THE MOUSE - DAY 1
Today was first day on our Disney or Bust Tour. We decided to start off by going to California Adventure. Nico and Kelcie had a total blast!!! Kelcie did get scared in A Bug's Life 3D movie, so I had to take her out right in the beginning. I was pretty hesitant to let him go with Rich, but Nico went on the Tower of Terror. He said that it was great, but doesn't want to do it again. The only problem is now he thinks that he can go on ANYTHING. So right now he's bugging to go on California Screaming and is habut because he doesn't meet the height requirement.
We went to check out Talking with Crush the Turtle from Finding Nemo. It's interactive and they call on people from the audience. So Nico was one of the kids picked. They told him to ask a question and he asked, "Who was the first president." That's my son, he couldn't just ask a normal 5 year old question. He's gotta come up with something totally left field. Sheesh. Then Crush came out wearig a bikini and he asked Nico what it was. My son said that it was a bra (definitely his father's son). Then Crush asked him what it was for. Richard and I were shitting bricks because all we could think about was that our son was gonna say that it was for boobies. Thank God he didn't. He said that it was for girls. Whew. We were ready to run out of the theater.
We took a break about mid afternoon because we were all tired and hungry. We tried our best not to buy any food in the park since a hotdog and chips will run you about 6.25.
We rested in the room and came back to California Adventure just in time to watch Nico's favorite Phineas and Ferb. He got to dance with them and did a great robot.
We'll be off to Disneyland in the morning. Our main goal for the day will be get Nico into the Jedi Training Academy. It's a show where they pick kids from the audience to come up and "train" to be a Jedi. We told Nico that if he gets picked, we'll get him a lightsaber. So now he's on a mission.
Until next blog...
Wednesday, June 1, 2011
HI, MY NAME IS....
OMG
Sunday, February 20, 2011
One Step Closer
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
To read or not to read, that is the question...
Thursday, February 3, 2011
A Warrior, A Buff and Blue, or A Bulldog????
Friday, June 11, 2010
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
Yin & Yang

"Happiness is not a matter of intensity but of balance, order, rhythm and harmony.”
Thomas Merton
do you ever just have one of those days when all you can do is go to work and think "f" it? i did that today. i went to work and actually did most of my work. i didn't really talk to anybody. i just walked around like the office zombie that i'm turning into. the sad part about it, is that i'm not the only one with that, "i'm over it attitude." my office has ALOT of tension. it's like this black cloud that consumes you the minute you walk through the door. i think someone should come and bless it or something. i'm currently looking for a great pirate sign that says, "abandon hope, all ye who enter here." everyday is the same thing. bickering, yelling, backstabbing and on and on and on. don't get me wrong. i like my job and am very appreciative of the perks and flexibility that it allows me. but i just wish that there wasn't so much negative energy that flows through that place everyday. hopefully down the line, there can eventually be some kind of balance. until then, office zombie signing off.
until next post...
Friday, June 4, 2010
sleeeeeep
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
In the court of King Morals, Queen Principles, and Prince Values

I ORGINALLY WASN'T GOING TO POST THIS, BUT TIME HAS GONE ON AND THIS IS THE ONLY PLACE THAT I FEEL THAT #1 I CAN VENT ABOUT IT AND #2 IF THERE IS SOMEONE OUT THERE THAT CAN GIVE ME ANY FEEDBACK ON MAYBE WHAT I CAN DO. UNFORTUNATELY, THE COURTS ARE ALL ABOUT THE EVIDENCE. MAYBE THERE'S SOME KIND OF "COURT" OUT THERE THAT WOULD TRY THIS FROM A FOUNDATION OF JUST PURE MORALS, VALUES & PRINCIPLES.
please excuse the massive amounts of grammatical and punctuation errors in this post as it's late and there's alot to write, so here goes:
there was once a man who managed a restaurant(we'll talk about him in a bit) and there was once a woman(if you could call her that) who worked there. now the woman had a boyfriend who she would fight with and who would physically and verbally abuse her when they were together. he would also call her @ work (on her cell phone because there were no personal phone calls allowed) to argue with her as well. the woman had a vehicle which the man broke one of her windows because they were fighting and he got angry. the woman wanted out of the relationship, but couldn't leave the boyfriend because he helped to pay her rent. then one day, the woman gets pregnant with boyfriend's baby. here is where restaurant manager comes into play.
one day restaurant manager calls his wife to ask here for information regarding domestic violence. his wife asks him why and he explains that he has a woman (if you could call her that) that works for him who's pregnant and is involved in an abusive relationship. the woman says that she's being hit by her boyfriend and is afraid for herself and her unborn baby. the woman says that the boyfriend has already hit her to the point where she's fallen down. the restaurant manager's wife feels for this woman and immediately emails her husband information for the woman to try and get some help with her situation. the restaurant manager gives the information to the woman(if you can call her that) and let's her know that he's there to help her.
now the preganant woman's performance at the restaurant is deteriorating due to obvious pregnancy and constant phone calls from her boyfriend to argue. some instances she was asked to be quiet because she was yelling on the phone. the restaurant manager is in a pickle because he still wants to help the woman because of the fact that she's pregnant and in the abusive relationship. he knows that if he let's her go, that she will have no place to go and her relationship with the boyfriend might become more volitile and might hurt the baby. woman is starting to take more breaks at work and more phone calls from her boyfriend. there was one incident where her boyfriend dropped her off at work and they were fighting. when he sped off in the restaurant parking lot, he almost hit an elderly couple. again, the restaurant manager is in a bind because he's feeling sorry for this woman and her sad, sad relationship status.
the restaurant manager finally tells the woman that she really needs to get some help for her situation because it is becoming dangerous to his customers and her performance is not doing as well because of her constant arguing phone calls with her boyfriend. she agrees and decides to call a counselor to talk about her situation. the manager lets the woman know that if she continues to see her boyfriend, that he might have to let her go because he can't have situations like that around his restuarant that puts everyone at risk. the woman agrees to stop seeing the boyfriend and keeps working at the restaurant until she gives birth.
one day the restaurant and his wife go to the bank. his wife is outside of the bank waiting for him when she sees the woman, her boyfriend, and their newborn pull into a stall at the bank. the whole time, the boyfriend is yelling and swearing at the woman to get the "f" out of the "f'ing" car and to hurry the "f" up. the restaurant manager's wife is listening in dismay. the woman finally gets out of the car and the boyfriend is still yelling at her telling her that she better stop "f'ing" playing and get the "f" out of the car. the woman take her baby out of the carseat and hands the infant to the boyfriend. the woman then proceeds to walk into the bank and is in there for about two minutes when she rushes out and tells the boyfriend, (in a hurried voice) that they needed to leave now! the boyfriend tells her what the "f" is going on and she doesn't answer him but is now rushing to put the infant back into the carseat so that they can leave. all the while while listening to the boyfriend swear at her. the boyfriend then starts their vehicle and speeds off down main street. at this point, the restaurant manager comes out of the bank and his wife said that she had just seen the woman and her boyfriend speed off. the wife said that the woman had gone into the bank and the rushed out. the restaurant manager told his wife that she most likely did that because she had told him that she would not be seeing the boyfriend any longer because he is a hazard to the restaurant and it's customers.
now the restaurant manager's wife is concerned for the child. the restaurant manager's wife is wanting to call an agency that can help children who are subject to volitile relationships where they are not able to help themselves. the restaurant manager asks the wife not to call because the boyfriend will know it was someone related to the restaurant and he didn't want any harm to come to the woman, nor did he want any retaliation from the boyfriend. so, feeling crappy and against her good judgement, the wife agreed not to call.
so in the next few days, the restaurant manager sees the woman and asks her if she is still seeing her abusive boyfriend to which she answers yes. the restaurant manager tells her that he needs to let her go because she is too much of a liability to his restaurant and it's customers. he tells the woman that he can write her a great letter of reference for her next job search or she can choose to fight it. the restaurant manager tells the woman that he's not sure what would happen if she chooses to fight the firing. he tells her that alot of things might come up in the case and that the scene at the bank and the fact that the restaurant manager's wife wanted to call the agency might come up as well. the restaurant manager is feeling bad for having to go to this extreme and let her go, but she really gave him no choice. his first priority is his restaurant. the woman agrees to the letter of reference and signs the papers letting her go from the restaurant.
time goes by and the restaurant manager gets a letter in the mail from a lawyer for the woman stating that she is suing him for discrimination and wrongful termination because she is a woman and she is pregnant. the restaurant manager is hurt. how can this woman who he tried to help go and stab him in the back like this? he did all he could to help her out and gave her as many chances as he possibly could and now she decides that she wants to sue him? this first letter really goes nowhere and so the woman decides to go to a particular civil liberties union in her state to again try to sue the restaurant and the restaurant manager as an individual and this is where things stand for now.
i guess that when people are desperate for cash, they will pull out all the stops and forget about the people that tried to help them when they were down. it's sad to think that this woman is a mother and even sadder to know that this is the kind of things that she will teach her baby.
Update: Well, she's won the first phase of this fight. Now, she's suing for a (excuse my language) FUCKING RIDICULOUS amount of money saying that she's owed pain and suffering. What about the pain and suffering that she's causing to this manager and his family who tried to help her, no protect her???? BTW, the restaurant manager's wife was pregnant at the same time as the woman. WHY THE HELL WOULD THE RESTAURANT MANAGER DISCRIMINATE AGAINST SOMEONE IN THE SAME SITUATION AS HIS OWN WIFE?????? Sorry for the capitals, it just frustrates me to no end how selfish, greedy and manipulative this woman can be because she knows the courts will side with her.
In conclusion (as if this was some sort of essay for school), if the restaurant manager really did discriminate against the woman, then by all means he would be at fault. The problem is that he didn't discriminate against her. He tried to help her and for that he's still at fault? Again, how can i teach my children to help people when they need it, when people will stab you in the back? "Don't help that screaming woman on the street who's getting beaten by her boyfriend honey. She might sue you because you dislocated her shoulder when you pulled her out of the way of her boyfriend's fist."
Until next post...
Monday, March 8, 2010
Welcome
Sunday, February 8, 2009
Here We Go Again

Friday, January 16, 2009
Holy Girl Parts Batman!!!!

so yesterday, my husband and i found out that we're going to be having a girl. i just wanted a healthy baby, but a girl will also do just fine. there's one small problem. WHAT THE HELL DO YOU DO WITH GIRLS????!!!! i have nieces but i never really took care of them as infants. you have to wipe a certain way and you can't be too rough. you mean i can't just throw them on the bed while we're playing? you see, in our family, especially in the next generation there are five boys and only two girls. again, the two girls i have never really taken care of as infants. i have no idea really what to do. i'm not even a girly girl as those who know me can attest to. put up her hair in cute barrettes? how do you do that? make cute little ponytails? what do you mean i have to brush her hair? i don't even brush my own hair. wtf???!!!??? bows? little headbands? huh? am i gonna have to go to the mac counter and get some quick classes so i can at least show my daughter how to but on some kind of makeup when she gets older? OMG. i think the walls are starting to spin. little purses and froo froo dresses? sheesh. well, at least i have girly girls around me who i'm sure will be able to froo froo out my daughter to the nines. and with the two grandmothers who will definitely be FIGHTING (oops i mean COOING) over my daughter, then i'm sure everything will be fine. i just can't wait for my son to have someone to keep him company or should i say a little sister to beat him up and he can't do anything because #1: she's smaller & #2: she's a girl. but in the end, i believe that God doesn't give us anything that we can't handle. so since everything happens for a reason, there's obviously a reason she's going to be coming into our lives. i just want clay aiken to come to the hospital and sing the stevie wonder song like he did in scrubs for my daughter. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=07ZNORc6xW4 oh well, here's to welcoming a brand new girl in our lives. however she turns out, i just want for her the same thing i want for my son. i want them to be who they are and be happy.
until next post.
Thursday, January 8, 2009
watchu gonna do with your dash?

Friday, January 2, 2009
sheesh

Tuesday, October 7, 2008
adult drinks

back at the end of september, my husband, son, and i went to a function at a nightclub that shall remain nameless. i think the draw to the event was the name, but other than that it was way too overpriced. so we go in and the door person puts a bracelet thingy on my son and gives us some stub looking thing, yet doesn't explain what it's for. we go inside and there is a dj playing music, but he's it also seems like he's practicing for another gig because he's trying to scratch while the songs are playing and when he's transitioning to new songs it's just all f'd up. the mc was boring as hell and kinda seemed like she didn't really even want to be there. so we decided to stay regardless because we wanted to get somewhat of our money's worth but never really got into it.
then here's the integrity part. this is a CHILDRENS' EVENT. about 30mins after we got there, i hear the mc tell the crowd, "just a reminder to all your parents, please keep your adult drinks away from your kids." WTF??? what do you mean ADULT drinks??? adult drinks at a primarily CHILDRENS' function???? principles, values, and integrity people. again, we all are feeling the pinch during these trying times, but....come on!!!!!! after i hear that announcement, i just give my husband this look. a look that says about 50 "f" words in it. we decide ot leave about 5 minutes later.
when we are going out the door, the doorperson asks us for our ticket. i say, "what ticket?" she says that ticket that we gave you when we put the bracelet on your son. ok, maybe that tidbit of information should have been explained when we first walked in the door?? i understand that it's for security purposes and that great. but i wished i would've known the procedure beforehand just in case i had thrown that little slip away. luckily, my husband had it in his pocket which he then showed to the lady and we got to take our son home. but what IF i had thrown that away? would there have been a huge commotion at the door and i wouldn't be able to take my son home????
obviously, we're NEVER going to this event again. i just think that if they have been making adult drinks all this time, they're lucky that nothing bad has happened. if they keep making adult drinks, i just hope nothing bad happens because that would be a huge liability if anything did. i'll keep my fingers crossed for them.
until next post.
Friday, September 26, 2008
arrrrggghhhh

so....i applied for a job yesterday. a job as an academic counselor for school to be unnamed. the job description stated that a college degree was required. i said yipee and proceeded with the application process. i faxed my resume in and in 1 hour i was called back asking if i would be available for an interview. yipeee!!! i scheduled a time, was told about more requirements of the position such as hours and traveling circumstances. then came the part when the very nice lady asked me if she could ask me some questions, to which i said sure. first question, do you have a bachelor's degree. answer, no. then very nice lady setting up interview said that she would have to deny my application because i do not have a bachelor's degree. my response to this was simply that THAT particular requirement was not mentioned in the advertisement for the position.
i guess my bitch, is just the fact that doesn't experience count for anything anymore in this world? so if i had a bachelor's degree in basketweaving, i would've gotten my foot through the door? i had all of the qualifications that they were looking, except the fact that i haven't worked with the higher education population. i've worked in customer service as well as worked with a wide range of people dealing with domestic violence, sex abuse and at risk youth and just because i don't have a bachelor's i'm denied???? come on people. don't get me wrong, i'm not dissing on having a bachelor's degree. it shows that you've shown the committment to stay the course and better yourself educationally. i'm also not trying to dis anyone having a bachelor's in basketweaving. i'm just dissappointed, i guess, as to the fact that i can't even get an interview because i don't have one? i have an associate in human services, which for this particular position, in my opinion, is a better qualification than baskeweaving.
ultimately, i'm just venting and it's their say as to what they want in an applicant. so i have to either do something about it, or just stop dwelling on it. obviously, their HR department is not going to change. the nice lady i was talking to said that they would keep my application on file in case something comes up where a bachelors is not required. to that i say oh well.
until next post...
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
Gotta love that Customer Service thing.

I work in customer service. (yeah me...bleh) Which means that I have to be very two-faced or I get complained about to my boss. When I worked at Planet Hollywood, this lame manager use to dog me out all the time because one minute I would be swearing up a storm to my friend on the phone and the next minute I would answer the phone and speak oh so sweetly to a potential customer. Again, customer service.
So here I am at my job just minding my own business when I get a phone call from somebody that obviously HATES their job and has decided to take it out on me. In a perfect world, I would've loved to tell this customer (bitch) where she could stick her information that she was looking for. Unfortunately, I couldn't (it's that customer service thing again) so I had to kindly ask this customer (bitch) for her information in order for me to help her. She proceeded to give the loudest sigh in the history of sighs before she started to spew out the information that she needed. After she was finished, I asked her for one more piece of information that I needed in order to kindly help. OMG, I guess that that had brought her to her point of postalness. This customer (bitch) went off on me telling me that she has already given me ample info and asked me if I just started at this job. I kindly informed this customer (who is now on my fucking bitch list) that I was trying to get ALL of the information so that I can look for her answer as quickly as possible. I also added that I had been working at this job off and on for almost 21 years and had learned from my father who started the company in the 70's. I then asked her (which I shouldn't have, but at this point I didn't give a shit) how long she's been working at her current position. After that, as quickly as she had gone postal on me, I suddenly heard silence. It was one of those silences where you know the person is just sitting there with their mouth half open with nothing to say. (how you like me now biatch) So I asked her to hold on and looked for her information. I came back on the phone, gave her her information and kindly asked this customer (totally facialed bitch) if I could help her with anything else? She timidly said no and hung up.
God, how I love this customer service shit.
Monday, August 18, 2008
Lauren's You Hungry blog: YUM!!!
You Hungry has since continued the tradition of good, real food under the new ownership of Joel Cabais (son of Jay Cabais, Honolulu steak plate pioneer), his brother Donovan, & cousin Jason of Ono Hawaiian Steak. Recently You Hungry went to the streets, winning Honolulu Magazine's Best Lunch Wagon for 2008. With the help of David Hayashi, they are now implementing plans for world domination.
Seriously. You gotta try their sauces.
When my brother told me he was taking me to lunch at a lunchwagon, I was a little skeptical. My experience with lunchwagons is pretty noobish. I remember visiting one by the boats near Ala Moana Beach Park perhaps 13 years ago, a lunchwagon outside Queens Physicians Office Building with my dad & I think I've gone to Tsukenjo's once. I'm a drive thru girl when it comes to lunch, mostly due to laziness.
Still, I trust my brother.
Lunchwagon menu boards intimidate me. I always think I want something, & then at the last minute I decide I want something else, but I'm not entirely sold on that something else & I can't really be 100% sure that's what I actually want, but I'm already at the front of the line & everyone is looking at me expectantly. So then I order what I'd decided on initially that I wanted to change my mind about. And then after I pay I figure out what it was that I actually wanted to order. But it's too late.
Maybe that's why I go to drive thrus. Anyway.
There were already a number of items already sold out on the lunchwagon menu board. Naturally, I immediately found something I'd like to eat amongst the sold out stuff (fresh corned beef!!).
We were moving ahead in line pretty fast & I had to make a decision.
And so there I was, & there was only one person left in front of us in line. My brother had already decided what he was going to order, but I still didn't know.
I considered the Roast Pork with gravy, but thought that might be too flagrantly unhealthy --- I'd have to come back here alone to order that. The Garlic Chicken sounded tempting, but I wasn't in a real chicken mood, & Crab Stuffed Salmon felt a little too adventurous.
I looked again, forlornly, at the bottom of the menu board where "Fresh Corned Beef w/ Cabbage" sported a little note saying "OUT." I thought of a few reasons why I didn't need to have Corned Beef for lunch today.
And then we were at the front of the line & the guy in the lunchwagon was looking at me.
My brother had ordered his Fried Ahi Poke, & was looking at me.
My mind went completely blank. I didn't know what I felt like eating. Everything sounded good. They were out of fresh corned beef. Ooh, Pork Adobo.
"I'll have the Hamburger Steak please," I said. "All rice. Brown rice. Thank you." Sheesh, I'm such a dork. I didn't even let him tell me I could have toss, but if I'd been a lunchwagon connoisseur I'd have known that tossed greens is a common plate lunch option.
Well, I handled that well.
My brother had gotten me a small sample of You Hungry's secret recipe Sweet Wasabi sauce. Whoa.
I've had wasabi/mayo dressings that went well on burgers & wasabi/miso dips that added color to seafood, but this sauce was pure happiness just by itself. As I've said in other blogs, I'm not the huge sauce person; I like my food plain with minimal seasoning.
But this sauce tasted winz just on the tip of my finger. I was too busy enjoying the bright, expansive flavors to even try to deconstruct what I was tasting.
You could put this stuff on anything. Ok, maybe not ice cream. Worth a try anyway, though. It was good.
Obviously my brother had been here before!
As I lifted the condensation-drenched lid I was greeted with the smell of rich, homemade brown gravy & beef. My hamburger steak was tender, meaty, & swimming in delicious gravy. I'm proud to say that I didn't make it through the rice. But that hamburger steak disappeared in its entirety.
That was really good. I made a good choice after all.
Either that, or there are no bad choices.
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