Showing posts with label family. Show all posts
Showing posts with label family. Show all posts

Sunday, August 16, 2009

This Summer



Photo by Isaiah Berg

I went to the beach
got lots of sand in the truck
laughed
worked
walked
got discouraged
was encouraged
had fun with family
sat by the pool
my heart broke in half
had dinner with friends, an artist,a famous author, and a Noble Prize winner
ate cake
played drums
passed the Hunter's Ed class
walked on the beach
was amazed by my kids
got 2 tickets
cried
went to Coconut Island
took pictures
saw some shooting stars
got a sunburn in a hurricane
picked lichees
went to the farmer's market
ate pineapple that tasted like candy
smiled
shoveled manure
mowed the lawn
wrote these words

Thursday, June 11, 2009

Ke Ola Farm



The Ko Family at the Farmer's Market June 2009 taken with my BlackBerry

I love the Kos. I admire the way they work together, and though life is not perfect,and there are hardships, they continue on, and persevere courageously. They are pioneers in aquaponic farming.

The Ko family farm is now up,running, and open for business!
They are Ke Ola Farm.
They grow exotic lettuce, herbs, green beans, squash, and the best cucumbers I ever ate in my life! They are still expanding, so there will be much more to come.

Wednesday, June 10, 2009

Onomea Bay



Onomea Bay 2009 taken with my BlackBerry

I took my cousins who were visiting from Kentucky on a tour of the island, and stopped here briefly.
My Sony cyber-shot is acting up(like sometimes it will take pictures, and sometimes it decides to go on vacation) so I have more fun just using my BlackBerry. I have had the BlackBerry for about three months now. It is so useful for real estate, and also has all the fun stuff. I don't play games on it, but it has the entire Bible in, I think, 14 English versions, plus the daily reading, plus 22 other languages, AND a concordance!(You Version)
I know the iphone is so popular right now, but I tried typing on it, and it was just too weird. I kept pushing the wrong keys. The BlackBerry key pad is way better in my humble opinion.

Sunday, December 28, 2008

Snow in Hawaii



My dad took my cousin Jessie and the kids to Mauna Loa yesterday. We have snow in Hawaii too. The nice thing is you can come down from the mountain and leave the snow behind.

Saturday, August 23, 2008

My ranting and raving letter to the editor


A letter I wrote to the editor was featured in the Hawaii Tribune Herald last Saturday.
Why do you care so much about the Strawberry Guava you might ask? Why does it seem as though Sunny thinks the world as we know it will end with the introduction of this new bug. I mean geeeze, what difference will one more bug make right?

Unfortunately, I can't really answer that question very well. It may have something to do with the family drama that I mentioned. I was thinking about all the more important things in my life as I sat in the County Council meeting regarding the guava and the invasive bug. As I spent hours waiting to testify at the public hearing, listening to one boring scientist after another blab on and on about how evil the Strawberry Guava is, I wondered if I had indeed lost it. There are things in my life right now that I wish would change, but I have no control over, and this guava crisis is something I can rant and rave about publicly with out fear of family backlash. Here is the letter:

Why are we spending tax dollars to eradicate a food source on the Big Island?
I was born on Oahu, but grew up in Puna. As a girl, I spent many hours after school in the forest, climbing trees, hiking, and collecting fruit. Instead of eating candy or cookies, I would eat guava. My mother made jam, jelly, chutney, and even spaghetti sauce out of Waiawi. I have prepared Waiawi for breakfast in the morning, baked in the oven with butter and brown sugar. My children eat Waiawi, and as an islander, I know that Hawaiians, and many other people of diverse ancestry eat Waiawi too.

We all know that there is a food crisis going on in the world, so why are we wasting money trying to get rid of a food source? Close your eyes for a moment and think about how thousands of children die each day of starvation while the State of Hawaii wastes time and our tax dollars coming up with ways to destroy a food source.
There are many things wrong with that picture. Maybe those scientists who study the invasive insect could instead, cook up some Waiawi spaghetti sauce to add to our island food bank? Could the U.S Forest Service instead of releasing insects to damage a tree that provides food, fuel, and building materials, maybe smoke pig with Waiawi wood instead, and add it to our island food bank? Maybe the Forest Service and the Big Island Invasive Species Council could partner with the Housing Department and use the wood to build houses for our homeless people here in Hawaii?

Each year on our island we have flooding problems, and if the Waiawi is eradicated, will our flooding problems be worse? Forests with Waiawi use 27 percent more water than forests without Waiawi. Could this be because Waiawi most commonly grows in forests where there is more rainfall? This could also mean the Waiawi is saving our flood zones from property damage, crop damage, and road closures. If the Waiawi is missing, will we have 27 percent more flooding? Furthermore, without Waiawi, the forests might have more puddles which will produce more disease carrying mosquitoes.

Has anyone thought of how ugly the Big Island will be with all the damaged and dying Waiawi everywhere? We must think of the residents first who will no longer have beautiful hedges and natural privacy screens, instead, there will be shriveled brown Waiawi that will no longer provide fruit. I live in Hawaiian Paradise Park, and will not enjoy seeing its natural beauty further damaged. I met a man in Hawaiian Paradise Park who shapes his Waiawi nicely with a hedge trimmer, around the edge of his property. His neighbors were picking the lovely fruit from the Waiawi that were near the road while we talked. We can’t be sure about every outcome from the release of this invasive Brazilian scale insect, but we can be sure that it will make our island ugly. Who will pay for the property damage when our landscaping is ruined? Will tourists want to come back when they see the ugly damaged foliage along our roads, highways, and valleys?
Has anyone forgotten that we the people of Hawaii still rely on tourism as one of our main sources of income in our economy? People come to Hawaii because it is a beautiful paradise.

The Waiawi has been a food source on the islands for animals and humans for almost 200 years. In the light of the world food crisis, and the many benefits the Strawberry Guava provides in Hawaii, I think we should not waste anymore time and tax dollars to eradicate it. Destroy those invasive insects that are being tested at the Hawaii Volcanoes National Park Quarantine Facility before they are accidentally released. Don’t even bring invasive insects to our islands to test. Let us instead find ways to use the Strawberry Guava to benefit the people of Hawaii.

Friday, August 22, 2008

Bananas


Here in Hawaii we have a delicious variety of banana called Apple Banana. You have not tasted a banana till you have tasted the Apple Banana.
Actually, in the last two weeks I have been "going bananas" because of a family drama going on right now. It is actually pretty serious and involves my dear grandparents.
Whenever a personal family drama happens in my life, for some reason the normal every day things that are usually no problem(or even fun), feel like mountains to climb. Band practice, homeschooling,OCC,cooking,cleaning,Tae Kwon Do,grocery shopping,bills,real estate, seem way too difficult. I want to clone myself, and make my clone take care of all the responsibilities, and I will go snorkel all day,sleep, and eat bananas.

Tuesday, August 5, 2008

It was a lovely night...




This weekend we had a few friends and family over. I forgot to take a picture of the rest of the food, but you can see here the steak and fresh pineapple(from my yard) with red onion on rosemary skewers.There was purple sweet potato salad, cornbread with chili peppers, Bar-B-Q chicken, mango salsa,guacamole with cilantro and red onion,organic blue corn chips,grilled artichoke, and blueberries.Mmmmmm. Thanks to Jen Woodruff we had some lovely music, to eat by.Thanks to Michelle and Jeff, we had a super cute baby to take pictures of and admire.When it got dark I lit candles and we sipped wine. Y.B. and Sarah made waffles which went well with the blueberries.
The kids were in the pool most of the time, unless they were eating. It was a lovely night.

Tuesday, July 8, 2008

Gas Prices and press on nails in 2008



We had a lovely Fourth of July. The weather was perfect,Andreas lit the fireworks and bar-b-qed,the pool was refreshing, and there was plenty of food. I marinated about 12 pounds of spare ribs, made The Barefoot Countessa's July 4th cake, and my mom's recipe for green mango pie.Hmmm. Auntie Gina brought these chocolate chocolate chip cheesecake cupcakes were so good, you might commit some sort of serious crime to get a second helping.

For fun, I got some "patriotic" press on nails at Clair's for $2.00. Press on nails are not exactly what I remember when I was a kid. When I was a kid, they fell off a few hours after you stuck them on, or when you buttoned your jeans,whichever came first.
I put them on thinking I would take them off that night or maybe the next day if I was lucky.

Here I am on July 8th and I am still wearing 6 of them. All ten would still be on if I did not try to rip them off last night. I soaked them in fingernail polish remover first and then when I ripped them off they also took the top layer of my real nail with them and tore them down to the quick.

I wanted to take them off on the night of July 4 but they were stuck on there so good,I was standing in my bathroom contemplating which was worse: stabbing myself in the eye while taking out my contacts, or ripping my nails out.

I also must admit, I am a little OCD in a few areas. One has to do with my nails. I wanted to rip them off that night #1 because they are unsanitary. #2 because they looked a little bubbly from the glue in spots. #3 because I had to poke myself in the eyeball in order to get my contacts off. In my brain, #1 and #2 are almost equal.
#3 would not bother me so much if I was not so worried about an infection of the eye while poking my eye out.

Now, as I type I am constantly aware that my nails do not match, and that bothers me more than the fact that it is so much harder to type with obnoxiously long nails.

I read the warning label on the press on nails, and it does not say anything about how this product could damage the tops of your real nails and rip them down to the painful quick. It does say, DANGER:Bonds to eyes and nails in seconds.
It should say, DANGER:You will not recognize your own hands after applying this glue.Glue is impervious to nail polish remover, dish washing, gardening, and nuclear war.

On a happier note, I noticed that regular gasoline is $4.48 a gallon today. I have a strange reaction to the new gas prices. Ask my kids if you don't believe me. It all started when gas hit the $4.00 mark. I will be driving innocently, and if I look up at a gas station sign, and the price has gone up, I cringe uncontrollably. I have a hard time describing how I feel,but it is kind of like a cross between that feeling when you get the chills and that queasy feeling you get when you are about to throw up.
I wonder if I am alone, or if other people are experiencing this syndrome.

On the positive side, I live in Hawaii, I have my health,and my family, so I guess I should not complain right?

Thursday, June 19, 2008

Sunday, June 15, 2008

My Dad is astonishing

My dad grew up in Washington State. Pearl Harbor was bombed the year he was born. My Grandma took a million pictures of him, his sister, and little brother . Grandma was a stay at home mom, and Grandpa worked for Grey Hound. Dad went to catholic school.

When my dad was a kid they only had a radio, and he still sings songs and jingles from that time occasionally, like; “Feed um Dr. Ross Dog Food, do um a favor. It’s got more beef and it’s got more flavor, Dr. Ross Dog Food is doggone good!” My dad is the kind of person who has a song for everything. He is a musical kind of person. My Dad is 6’3” and growing up, people always asked him if he played basketball. No, not basket ball, but he did play trumpet and first chair violin in High School.

Dad served in the Navy for 4 years. He worked a night job cleaning office buildings during that time too. He met my mom when he was stationed in California. They were both out dancing when they met.

My parents got married in Hawaii, lived in Arizona, and then traveled around the world for a while. They lived in Japan, and Australia. They decided they liked Hawaii the best out of all the places they had been so they moved to Oahu. They bought a sail boat, and then moved to the North Shore. I was born at Queen Kapiolani Hospital. Our back yard was the beach. My dad was a sales man, and did really well. He grew a garden in the sandy soil of our front yard using fish guts from the fishermen at the pier.

My parents bought some land on the Big Island. They moved to the Big Island when I was 4 years old. My parents rented a home while my dad built the start of a home on their land. He was working full time while building the house. To save money, we moved into the shell of the house, on one acre of land, without power, telephone, county water, or sewer. Dad built a composting toilet out of cement block, he built a water catchment system that collected rain water in a cement water tank he also built by hand, he set up some solar panels for power, and a solar water heater for bathing. Dad did all of this slowly using money saved, instead of taking a huge mortgage. My parents lived for about 27 years without paying a water bill or an electric bill!Many times when we were low on cash, we would forage for wild mango, strawberry guava, avocado,lychee, mountian apple,blackberries,ohelo berries, and coconuts.

Dad became a realtor when I was 8 and within a few years he became a member of the million dollar sales club. He is now a broker and owns Hawaii Land Realty Corp. in Hilo, Hawaii. My dad loves selling real estate, he likes living in Hawaii, he is a guitar and harmonica player, and music producer, but most of all He loves his Messiah.

Dad was a Hare Krishna for a while. One day, he took our car to a mechanic who lived nearby. When he got talking to him, the mechanic invited Dad to come to a Bible study he was having at his house. My dad thought he would go and argue about Christianity, but instead he became a believer in Jesus Christ. Since that time, about 26 years ago, he has been an avid student of the Scriptures. My dad has whole chapters of the Bible memorized. He had a prison ministry, he has a food ministry, and bible study for the homeless. Dad is the most generous person I know, and is constantly helping those in need. My Dad has encouraged me in so many ways, and was the first person to tell me about Jesus. Now he is the best Grandpa in the world too.

I wish he was running for president.


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Thursday, June 12, 2008

Happy Birthday Isaiah!


I love you Isaiah! I can't believe you were once so small, and now you are almost 5 feet tall!
Happy Birthday to the best 12 year old in Hawaii!
Love,
Mom

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Sunday, June 1, 2008

WE LOVE YOU PETROPOULLAKI!!







Remember I said I have a mermaid self? Well, my mermaid self wishes we could all swim across the Pacific Ocean, then across the Atlantic, and finally across the Med Sea.
Just need to work on our underwater breathing skills.

I think it would be much more pleasant than flying.

That said, I must say British Airways is nice. I love their perky accents.
Their seats are bigger(much bigger) than your average U.S. airline, and there is a little monitor for everyone, including children who get a little fidgety flying for 26 hours. Heck, I was a little fidgety after the first 1/2 hour. I think I have that restless leg thing. There were 14 channels with 5 of them movie channels. The kids loved the cartoon channel. My kiddies watched Wallis & Gromit-Curse of the Wererabbit about 5 times. British Air even gives the kiddies a little battery operated game, a toothbrush, an eye pillow, a blanket, a neck pillow, and a pair of socks. If you are a First Class passenger you can get a "room" and a bed upstairs too. They probably have their own wet bar up there.

By the time we boarded Cyprus Airways, when we went 3 years ago, I did not know who I was. I did know one thing: my butt hurt. Next time we will swim.

Thursday, May 29, 2008

I miss them


Isaiah and Kealani with their cousins.
The world is so big, and I wish they lived next door.