Saturday, December 10, 2005

It's the weekend, thank you jesus.

A lovely Saturday here on the big island of Hawaii.
I'm not in the best mood. I think it's because of my moon. Oh yeah, I never got to tell you guys that three seperate people have referred to a woman's period as a moon here. I guess it's good I got introduced to it a few weeks ago, otherwise I would have had no idea what they were talking about. The point is, everyone here is annoying me, for silly reasons not worth listing, so instead I'll tell you what I've been up to.

Yesterday Karin and I went into Kona to run errands. This took most of the day, and we got to have lunch in a little greek restaurant overlooking the ocean. We also went to a cute craft market and did some shopping there. Kona is nice, and is sunny and in the 80's about 350 days a year. That sounds beautiful (and it is, mostly) except that the way it's situated, Kona gets most of the vog. It rolls in and the sky gets dark and it's pretty creepy. It was still fun, and on the drive back we watched the water for the whales who hang out here until March. I haven't seen any yet...
Last night a few of us went to hear Maria sing at the local sushi restaurant in town. She drew quite a crowd for Hawi, about fifteen people. I met some more of the local characters, and we had a good time. Unfortunately, the rule at the farm is that you either come home before ten or don't come home until after the sun comes up. Neither of those ideas appealed to me, but I decided to just go to bed.
Today I relaxed, cleaned up, and read, and then made dinner for us tonight. (Oh yeah: any good dinner ideas would be appreciated.)
Tomorrow we go snorkeling, and apparently the water might be choppy and rough-- I'll let you know how it turns out.

Also: there seems to be a problem with one of the cows at the farm next door. That cow was moaning so loudly last night that it woke me up... weird.

Also #2: I didn't tell you about the pigs. Apparently, there are wild pigs who sometimes come around (especially at night). I've been sort of nervous about them ever since I heard, in spite of reassurances that the dogs won't let them hang out here. This added to my afraid-to-pee-at-night thing. Anyway, a couple nights I've distinctly heard snorting and digging by the door to my room, and once after dinner I found that the mat had been thrown aside and my shoes (which stay outside) thrown aside. It could be the dogs, but still... So anyway, last night I totally heard the snorting and digging and grabbed my flashlight and went to the door. There was nothing out there... either I'm completely losing my mind or there's something out there: either way, I'll keep you posted.

4 comments:

Emil said...

Oink Oink Oink. SNORT. I expected no less from you, Steph. SNOORT!

Actually, its just my midnight snack habit transporting itself across the country and the ocean into your dreams. Ben and Jerry's anyone?

Or, it could be Paxwell's midnight snack, since she eats medicated diet catfoot made primarily of pork. Does this mean she's going to hell?

Phil said...

How many people are you cooking for? Like, five? Is it easy to get all the groceries you might need?

Stephanie said...

Ooooh Ben and Jerry's...
Yeah, Paxwell is totally treyf, or in Hawaiian "kapu".

Yeah, there are five of us here, unless someone shows up (which is often). I don't have to get the groceries; I give the list to Karin. But if the one grocery store doen't have what you're looking for, there are no other options.

tina said...

Risotto type thing? OR pilaf?