Archive for February, 2008


There’s a Light ……

…..( Over at the Frankenstein place) NO no no this post is not about RHPS ( Rocky Horror Picture Show), although it could be. Lord knows it has been a bit of a horror. We are officially coming closer to the end of Patrick’s Horrid Workman’s Comp Case. For those of you paying any attention to it, you will know that it has been on going now for over a year ( it will be 1 year 3 months on March 7th).

Finally we know what is going on with his shoulder. He has been unable to raise it higher than parallel to the ground. Turns out that he has a few torn tendons, well torn is putting it mildly, one is about 50% through, and the flap the covers the group of tendons is shredded to pieces. After a year of having a case nurse, that we never spoke to, and who was on another island, we got one now that is based here on Maui. Hell, we even got to meet with her at P’s last Dr’s visit. The bad news is he has to go to YET ANOTHER DR. this one being a shoulder specialist, on Oahu. The good news is once we see him ( P goes to see him on 3/17), we will be able to get the surgery to fix this out of the way, and get P on the road to FULL RECOVERY.

Then after the recovery period we can close this freakin monster of a WC case and get on with the rest of our lives. With a very conservative estimate, we were thinking the other day and now it does seem that getting back to Oregon will be able to happen this year. Perhaps end of Summer/ beginning of Fall seems doable. That in itself is a good thing, we have visitors scheduled to come in April, May and June, so that will help to pass the time, plus we will be able to give some good friends a bit of relaxation here with us before we go. The good thing is that all of these guests have been here before, so it wont be so much playing tour guide as it will be just hanging out relaxing with friends ! Plus they can help me take care of Patrick while he is recovering, if the surgery actually happens when we are hoping it will.

Other than that not too much is going on in our lil corner of the ocean. It is whale season right now so we have seen a few Mommas and Babies playing around. There is nothing in the world even close to seeing a mommy Humpback and her babies doing full breaches into the air. Words can not describe it, so I won’t even try. However if you would like a chance to see it for yourself get thee to Maui. The whales are here from about November through March. Then they go back home to Alaska. *** End Tourism Schpeal***

I haven’t been around very much this month but I am still out there reading and commenting some, so keep ’em coming. I will most likely post again before P goes to Oahu, but if not I will keep you all informed as best I can.

WTF!!!????

OK even if i had the ability to undertake huge heights I still don’t think I would be able to do this. I might be able to have a cocktail or two but Dinner ???? I don’t think so.

Driving Miss Crazy

This morning, as I was ironing my clothes for work, Patrick woke up and stumbled into the bathroom. When he came out he kissed me and said good morning. He then told me that a certain actor from a very popular TV show (which ended a couple of years ago, and had a theme song from a popular band) was a pedophile and he fed the children to his dog.

Realizing he was sleep talking again I engaged him in conversation. “Oh my God!! Does he at least kill the children before he feeds them to his dog?”, I  asked (I could be considered evil for asking this).

” No, he doesn’t kill them first he just lets the dog do it. It’s a Rottweiler. This is all too disturbing and I don’t want to talk about it anymore.” was his reply. He then lay back down and started snoring immediately.

 Later, as I was waking him to say good bye, he asked me if I had just been in the pool. I told him no, that I was leaving for work.

The best part of all of this is when I call him later today to check in with him, he will have no recollection that any of this transpired. He will then blame me for trying to make him crazy……….. I don’t think I have to try very hard. 

On February 15, 2006 Patrick and I got married as legally as we can. Yup 2 years ago, seems like yesterday. Five years before that on February 15th, we decided to call all the other guys we were dating and tell them we had met each other and were, officially, “off the market”. Seven years later and still like newlyweds, God I love my Man !!!! We are having a nice quiet dinner out tonight to celebrate.

Speaking of yesterday, I found out yesterday that my Mom is in the hospital (again). She has COPD (a chronic disorder of the lungs), they are just running some tests on her, she should be out by Tuesday.

Congratulations and prayers (accordingly) are respectfully accepted.

That is all. Mahalo

Camp Moorlach

The new house that we are in is the main house of a compound existing of our house, and 5 other smaller apartments. All surroundd by an 8 foot high Bamboo fence. I was a bit worried about how they were going to deal with us, the newbies. Not only the newbies, but the gay couple with a dog. All of my worries were gone in an instant last night. We got in late in the evening, after playing tour guide for E., we had taken her to some of our favorite spots and were a bit tired.

As we walked into the complex we noticed that a party was in full swing. We went straight up to the house after stopping to say hi to a couple we had already met. After settling in and about to watch some TV there was a knock on the door. It was one of the residents telling us we needed to “get our butts down to the party, there was way too much food and it was going to go to waste.” E was wiped out after our day, but Patrick and I decided to go down for a bit, we also let Lola come down with us .

We had a great time, turns out that one of our neighbors is Head Chef at one of the more prestigious restaurants on the island, he was doing all the cooking. Needless to say the food was excellent, meeting 6 or 7 new people was a great treat and we did not feel uncomfortable in the slightest. Everyone was very open and inviting. Of course, Lola stole the show, making quite a few new friends herself. I think this move is going to be one of the best decisions we have made. In the words of Lil Orphan Annie “I think I’m gonna like it here.”!!

Stolen MeMe

I stole this from Sorted,because I liked it,and thought it really suited me as well.


You Are a Banana


You are mellow, easy going, and a total softie on the inside.
People find it really easy to get along with you. You suit most tastes.And while you’re very sweet, you’re not boring or ordinary.
You have an attraction to the exotic, and you could show up anywhere… doing almost anything!You are spirited, energetic, and a total kick to be around.
You’re also quite funny. Your sense of humor is on the goofy side, and it fits you well.

I won’t be around for a few days. Our friend E arrives tonight so I will be taking the next 4 days to play host/tourist with Her and Patrick. I might even get in a beach day or two (too bad it’s been a bit nasty here lately). The good news is, if it stays rainy and overcast maybe she will help us get our new home in order!!!!!
UPDATE ON MY COOL STUFF POST FROM A FEW DAYS AGO : My raise for this years is a 5% one over the past years increase. Woot!!!!! Woot!!!!!

” The Story ” part 2

Most of this story takes place on Thursday/Friday , January31st /February1st respectively. But, to tell it properly, I need to back up a few days. Bare with me, hopefully the whole story will be worth the wait.

Tuesday Jan 29th- ** Back Story- One of the good things about the island is if people know you they will go out of their way to do stuff for you. That’s the way it is with the guy I bought my car from. As long as I am still making payments, he will fix whatever happens to it for free( and with Maui cruisers things can “happen” all the time.) End back story*** On Tuesday we had to take the car up to my guy, but, the problem seemed to be too big to fix overnight, so he gave me a loaner to drive to work and such until he can get to my car. He gave me a truck that was kinda old but it ran fine (or so we thought). We drove home without incident.

Wednesday Jan 30th – Patrick used the truck during the day to run some errands. That night I had an MRI for my ongoing back issues. As I was driving home, the truck started to decelerate of it’s own accord, then just stalled. I got it started right away but it would not go faster than 5 miles an hour, so there I was, on one of Maui’s busiest roads going 5 MPH. Finally I called Patrick and told him the problem and he got some friends of ours to come and tow me home. While towing it we almost ripped the front bumper off of the truck. It did bend out a bit but , we ran into our brick wall a few times and it went right back in, it looked as good as it ever had.

Thursday Jan 31st (Morning) – We borrowed the same friend that towed our truck’s, car to go and pick up our U-Haul. Then we had to go (almost all the way across the island, in the U-Haul racking up mileage) to get the car, that was to replace the truck, that was waiting for it’s original owner, in our yard for him to come and get.

 We get the U-haul with out further incident (other than racking up unwanted miles on the truck) until we get to our dirt driveway. Said driveway has been the recipient of an abundance of much needed rain for about the three maybe four days prior to my story. Yeah, you guessed it the U-haul got stuck in the mud, not only did it get stuck once, no that would be easy , but it got stuck 4 times. We finally got it loaded and made our way to Keihi ( Key Hey) to our new home, only to find that the guy who was supposed to be out, was not out. He was still there, in the house that was ours legally at midnight.

Sometime after midnight – Since the guy was still in our house we locked up the U-haul with a padlock, and got in the car to head back to Paia for the night. We had decided to wake up very early on Friday to get a “Jump start” on the day.

Friday February 1st -4 A.M. – We wake up (way too early for any living thing to be awake), throw some boxes in the car, and head out. We had to stop for gas and coffee on the way. Most of the trip to Keihi was uneventful, that is until we got a flat tire. Yeah, that’s correct we got A FLAT TIRE, on a car that was fine not even 20 minutes before when we stopped at the gas station. Let me tell you changing a tire is not one of my mad skillz, especially at 4 in the morning in a pitch black stretch of road. We were not on the road again until around 5-ish. By this time we were both in shock at our luck and very hungry, so we decided to eat some breakfast before going to the house. We showed up at 7, and the former tenant WAS STILL THERE. He told us that his “friends” that were supposed to help him finish cleaning and getting the last of his stuff out had stranded him with no help. We asked if we could unload the first trip (so it would not have been a complete waste of time getting up soooo early) in the spare bedroom, he agreed and we started our work in earnest.

Friday February 1st- 2:30 pm- We put the last of our items from our old house into the truck and head towards our new home, with Lola happily hanging her head out the window. We were supposed to get the U-haul back at 11:00 A.M. .

Friday 7:45 P.M. – The U-haul was cleaned out, gassed up and on the way back to it’s rightful place, and we were whooped beyond belief. After a hurried dinner, we decided not to touch anything and go straight to bed, after showering of course.

And that my dear friends is what I would call one stress-filled 4 days. The good news is that in the transporting of all of our earthly goods, not one thing was damaged. Unless you count the driveway that the U-haul mauled up remarkably well. As I finish this post on Sunday morning, the bedroom has been completely cleaned and “gussied up”. Patrick is working on the living room while I am at work today.  There are still a few boxes, that neither P or I want to touch in the trunk of the car. OH………. and our friend E comes in from Wisconsin tomorrow night.

Of course I do. You may wanna sit back and relax, this one is going to take a while, maybe grab a glass of wine or a beer, cup a joe, whatever your poison. I have related a few times how much Patrick and I hate.. hate.. HATE dealing with property managers. Our lease was up at the end of January, which is fine, we were not looking to move anywhere else (yet) due to P’s injuries.

At the beginning of January we got a call from BPM (bitchy property mgr), stating that the owner did not feel like she wanted to continue leasing to us, and that we needed to be out on February  1st. The reason stated is that we have been late with our rent too many times in the past three years. Now I will tell you all I do not lie, never saw the draw in it, but I know for a fact that we have been late by a day or two , maybe 4 times. Last December we were later that usual , paying on the 17th. It is kind of hard with only 1 steady income coming in. Since P’s last employer screwed him over he only gets a couple hundred dollars a month from WC. But we always managed to pay on the 1st day of the month or a few days after because the 5th was considered late ( with a $75 dollar addition).

“No worries”, we said to each other, “we don’t like dealing with this company anyway, something is sure to come up.”

And it did , about the second week in January we saw an ad for a house in Keihi (Key Hey) that sounded awfully familiar. In fact it sounded like a house a friend of ours had lived in last year. We called the number, turns out, in fact that it was the very same place, and the owner remembered us from when we were at our friend’s house once when they came by. After a few conversations we were told that we can definitely move in if we wanted it. We did, it is a 2 bed 2 bath, with a saline pool within a 5 min walk to the beach , a dog park and a movie theater. Plus there is a fire house (hot firemen) right across the street as well as a Library ( lots of books to read). Piece of cake, or so we thought, as the end of January loomed over us.

As we all know ( or should know by now) nothing that P and I have to do is ever easy. I will continue this story tomorrow, needless to say if our move was to be a piece of cake, it was maggot encrusted 7 week old Bleu cheese cake, with moldy icing. Stay tuned.