My New Crib

I don't feel like there is a lot of update on. I have changed residences from Rita's house to Jane's*(real name has been changed) house. Rita was really starting to hang with a rough crowd, loud music, questionable movie choices...so I finally felt it was time for me to move to a better enviroment. I have moved in with another person in Kailua who had an extra room for me in exchange for helping around the house. I still see Rita around town sometimes and its really awkward, she and her friends just give me the cold shoulder and get into their Cadilacs. J/k I still visit Rita every other day and make sure she is doing ok. I'll be helping her a lot during the month of July since the people at the house are going on vacation.
My new house is more in the center of Kailua town and its really cute. The people I live with now are really nice to me and I help out all I can. Jane* is only 33 and was diagnosed with stomache cancer, so I help her for a few hours each day and work at the pool and look for real jobs. There are chickens in this neighborhood! And I use a clothes line! And a mango tree! I wake up in the mornings and take the freshly fallen mangos for breakfast and hang my clothes on the line. I just feel so gosh darn quaint and vegan-y. Of course the neighbor with the mango tree probably watches this girl in raggedy clothes and wild morning hair come take his mangos everyday, he'll probably start leaving a bowl of milk out for me too. It kind of reminds me of Eskelito (sp?) the skinny guy on Nacho Libre running in the alley and eating the chips. "Summon your eagle powers"
Another exciting element of my new place is the houses are soooo close together and luckily the house behind me cares for elderly people. So I can hear them all day and all night. One lady likes to yell out how much money they just won on games shows through out the day in a Portugese accent "50,000! We won 50,000 dollar!" And there is a man names George who lives there too and apparently is always up to no good because they are always scolding George, unless that is the name of their dog. I think I'll start throwing in my two cents when they scold him.."Don't do that George.. and I can yell "Yeah George knock it off, we've had enough of your shananigans!" So that is life presently...more exxxxccccciiiting updates to come!

oh hummus...this blog is about nothing.

I just had a hummus wrap. It comes wrapped in a green tortilla, like they are trying to convince you..this.. is really, really healthy. Of course you can walk be all the other healthy people and "That's right check me out with my green tortilla. Hard core health nut here." They skimped on the hummus big time. So mostly it was mouthfuls of green tortilla, carrots and lettuce. I read the newspaper...intellectual hard core health nut here. Slam a chocolate shake while making a lot of noise trying to suck the last drops of whip cream off the bottom. Hummus makes my mouth smell like B.O. It's not easy being healthy.
Then I stop at the library..cuz it's LATE NIGHT AT THE LIBRARY!! It stays open until 8 twice a week for those of us intellectual hummus eaters that are livin on the edge.

Giving notice

Well I have officially given my "notice" for Hawaii, although I am not quite sure how long it will actually take to find someone to take my place here. I am starting to think of all the things I am going to miss here, but I will save that for later. In other news...actually my only news is that I did pass my exam. People are so nice "THat is so great!! you passed! Now what is it for again?"
So I am now a Certified Therapeutic Recreation Specialist. This enables me to get jobs that require you to be certified. Not all places do but the ones that do require you to be certified means that take recreation seriously. After all recreation is serious business. :)
I am on the job hunt...probably for somewhere in California. Rita's daughter thinks I should go to Utah so I can meet a guy...she really isn't kidding. It seems like she really disapproves of us college girls living in Hawaii away from a plethera (spelling?) of potential eternal companions. So friends and family...that is going to be my next job, full time spousal searching in Zion. "So what do you do?" "I am looking for a spouse." "Me too" ....and ta da early retirment.

Oh, and I also did complete a triathalon. It was a lot of fun. My friend Josh competed with me, I feel sorry because I beat him badly. Just kiddding. He was nice enough to come and run with me at the end after he had finished. Hopefully this will be the first of many triathalons to come. Although I think I may be faster with a road bike like everyone else has and not an oversized mountain bike, fondly named "Bike".
Bike had a hard week the other week. I went to a job interview and when I transfered buses, I left Bike on the front of the other bus. THere I sat with my helmet in hand watching the bus drive away to who knows where with my bike attatched to the front. Luckily I was able to spend 4 hours riding the bus the next day to recover it. More later!
kjk

Town

So in Hawaii they call Honolulu town..no matter which part of the island you live. Today I went to a job interview in town. Stick my bike on the front of the bus and off I go. After the interview I decided to wander around town. First I went to buy a helmet for my bike..finally. As I am biking by with my new fancy helmet I see a security guard bending near a man lying in the grass. I stop to ask if everything is ok, the man must have been really intoxicated. I tell the guard that I am an EMT (expired) and I can help if he needed it. He looks at me and asks "are you a single EMT? I think you just inspired me to become an EMT, maybe we could be partners." uhh...yeah maybe, It must be the helmet...well back on the bike.
After this I decided to hit China town. I may never make it to an Asian country in my life and that is ok...I think China town gives you a pretty good taste. I wandered the markets and bought a roll and a custard tart. You really have to be aggresive, I was being run over by little Asian women half my size. I was looking at all the interesting meats you could buy and was thinking if I buy the pork head, chicken feet, a couple of tenderloins and some intestines I could take it home and make my own adorable fraken-pet.

Two dollars and I am back on the bus!

P.S

Oh yeah, and serendipity means finding something unexpectantly when you were looking for something else. It seemed to fit.

Ok for real now

Here I am at the moment living in Hawaii..kind of unemployed or "between" jobs. I live with Rita an 81 year old lady who is a lot of fun and Kimber, a girl from Vacaville. So they closed my pool for renovations and I have been applying at all sorts of random jobs to see what I come up with. In the mean time I help take care of Rita and clean at one of my neighbors houses. Why is it that the people who hire clearners are the ones with houses that are always immaculate? SHe is a 77 yr old Japanese lady and aside from cleaning her house I have also been teaching her how to swim. At age 77! It's sooo COOL! She is also really sweet and took me out to Japanese food, I love sashimi! Cooking is a terrible thing to do to a fish... Off I go to clean...of course the kitchen broom has to be used in the kitchen which is a completely different broom that is used in the bathroom. Not to be confused with the outside bathroom which must be cleaned on your hands and knees. Next question, why are the people who hire house cleaners the ones with the MOST COMPLICATED CLEANING SYSTEMS?!
I have deemed her house, the house of underwear. Underwear hanging on the line outside, and in the laundry room. Underwear sitting on the bed. She hands me a rag to clean with and as I am cleaning I realize its a pair of underwear. I wander into the other room and there she is on the bed taking the tags off her latest Ross purchases...more underwear.
Kimber and I were house sitting for our other neighbors...we spent a lot of time wandering around their house and were really dissapointed when they came home. It's rough not having two beach houses to roam around in. They asked us to clean, again...complicated set of cleaning conditions.
Other news..I'm a racer now of sorts... I have run in two races so far and have my first triathalon coming in May and another 10k later this month. Don't ask me why because as I am running all I can think about how dumb this is and if another man pushing his triplets in a stroller passes me up I'm gonna loose it and ask a fellow runner for a piggy back. On my last race I ate way too much peanut butter and jelly before hand, part way through I stopped on the bridge and hung my head over the side ready to revisit the pb and j but I pulled through ok and finished fantastically in great glory with the 2,000 other runners. After which you are promptly handed food and a t-shirt and can't wait for the next race.

Well more updates to come!! thanks for reading, if I can figure how to send this to people.
kjk

Blogs up dudes

Here is my first attempt at writing my blog, more to follow if i can really figure out how to do this