Competition

I’ve always loved competition. It has the opportunity to teach a person so many things. How to prepare for a season or an event; how to win with grace and lose with pride; how to be a classy fellow competitor; and even how to play to the politics of each sport (and yes, there’s politics in every sport.)

The Merrie Monarch festival in Hilo, Hawaii combines the spirit of competition with the Hawaiian language and culture. The different styles of hula tell stories of war, beauty, and love. It’s stunning and at the same time, a very serious competition.

The teamwork and precision necessary in both appearance and dance is razor sharp and something to behold. In short, it’s one of my favorite competitions of the year.

Pupukahi i holomua

Unite to move forward.

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Keeping Trixie safe

If you’ve had the opportunity to meet the Oz man, you’d understand that he’s pretty much the coolest dude, ever. This picture from a Michigan road trip years ago is a pretty good depiction of Oz. One of his favorite movies as a four year old was The Longest Day. If there’s war AND John Wayne, it’s thumbs up in his eyes.

My Oz has always marched to his own beat…

Who knowsForest

…which includes wearing his favorite bear ‘Forest’ on his head. He still does that. I don’t know why, you just don’t ask with Oscar.

There’s been a lot of “last times” as I’ve watched his pre-teen childhood go by lately. He stated that last fall was his “last trick or treating” and without even realizing it, his school Valentines party last year was THE last Valentine school party. It’s caused a few melancholy moments for this Ma but at the end of the day, I’m just so very thankful. For his health, his charm, and his love for bacon. SRSLY, he’s eating birthday bacon by the pound right now.

So Happy Birthday to our Oz man, we all look forward to seeing what the future holds for him and how he’ll kick it’s arse.

Some day you will be old enough to start reading fairy tales again.

C.S. Lewis

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Epic Games List

I am not a fan of using the word, “Epic.” It tends to be overworked these days and unless you’re talking about BACON, who cares. But today I’ll use the word Epic. I asked my Highland Games veteran friend, Rick, what I should have packed in my games bag and he came back with one of the Best. Lists. Ever.

In order to be fully prepared to throw the above stuff around for a day, it would be good to have on hand…

A bag with wheels; sun block; a towel I can trash; a hand towel to dip in ice water to cool off on hot days; tacky; WD-40 and hand cleaner; new skin; umbrella for rain or shine; cleats (given with his favorite kind); hammer boots; throwing glove; tape; super glue; Kilt; extra shirts and socks; polar fleece; sweatshirt; warm up clothes; bottle opener for after games celebration (I already have that and it’s already been put to use;); lighter to light cigar (Bigg liked that one);  Scotch or beer; Gatorade; Sheaf fork; chair (I like to bring one with a hard back, not the fold up camping types); food; roll of toilet paper (just in case.)

I thought about it and added a few items. A Red Cup (since I got stuck on a boat last summer while drinking for about six hours I’ve come to appreciate the multiple uses for red cups); a nail file; sun glasses; the camera; chalk; my games goal book and the i-pod for warm ups to calm my nerves. I really feel like duct tape should be on the list but I’m trying to exercise restraint.

OH! Some tums, cuz if this offered up, I’m in…

I’m very lucky to have someone who’s been at this for a while whose willing to take time out of his day to help me and I’m very appreciate for the help. So I need to go shopping and get my bag packed!

The rules of drinking games are taken far more seriously than the rules of war.

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Monday Bacon: Uh Oh

We had a wonderful holiday weekend with both my crew and Bigg’s. Having all three of my keiki in one place makes for a very happy Ma. I tried to watch my food without being an attention whoring PIA. I succeeded…or at least I thought I did. On Saturday evening, as I was lugging my overextended somali baby tummy around, I was trying to figure out why I’m so freaking full. While eating lunch at 4pm and dinner at 9pm was a contributor, the real culprit for feeling like uck all weekend was this…

It started with chocolate eggs last week…dipped in a 5# tub of creamy peanut butter. Oh so good! It continued on when the Easter Bunny started forming baskets and ended last night with a piece of lamb cake. OK!!!! A piece and a half.

Now I’m stuck with a sugar hangover and quite honestly, I’ll take a Finnish Vodka and Sprite hangover any day to the sugar counterpart. A headache for a day is nothing compared to the bloated, unmotivated, and blobby feel I’ll have for the next couple of days. Poor me.

So back to the drawing board I go. Sugar cleanse, amp the protein and salads, and train harder than last week. And water. Lots and lots of water. I’ll be feeling better by Wednesday, I hope. And I’m just so very happy that there’s not another sugar holiday for at least…three days. The Oz man turns 13 on Wednesday, cake of some sort will be involved. Sigh….

If you cannot find peace within yourself, you will never find it anywhere else.

Marvin Gaye

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