Monday, August 30, 2010
Hurricane Earl
First hurricane of the season that is coming close!
First Day of School ------ CANCELED
Getting some rain and gusty winds as of about 2:30am. They have it going north of St. John by about 90 miles or so...hopefully it stays on that path. We are going to be in for a lot of rain either way. If you don't know which one is St. John.... starting from the left, that is the tip of the Dominican Republic, the next one is Puerto Rico, and we are a tiny little island just to the right of that.
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Private Message
Awwwwhhhhh! Wasn't that nice! She made my day!
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
The passing of a friend
My mom's dear friend passed away recently after a battle with cancer. Jeanne was an intensely private person with a heart of gold. I feel glad that she was a friend to my mom because I think my mom was lucky to have experienced a friendship that was so pure. Now I feel sad for my mom because this is a loss like she has never known.
I just wanted to share an experience that I had with Jeanne that I think shows her strong character. When I was 15 (yes mom, I was only 15) I went to a local Planned Parenthood to get on the birth control pill. When I walked into the office Jeanne was there at the counter checking people in. I almost walked right back out the door because I didn't want my parents to know I was there. I paused briefly at the door trying to decide what to do. From what I knew of Jeanne, I was pretty sure that I could trust her to keep my secret. I made my way to the counter and Jeanne greeted me, just like she greeted anyone who walked through the door. A warm smile, her calm and soothing tone, and instructions on what paperwork I needed to fill out. I was so nervous. Jeanne didn't let on that she knew me and I'm pretty sure she kept my visit to herself since I didn't get a "talk" from my parents. I hope she never felt like she was betraying my mom in some way. I am sure that she helped many many people over the years and I thank her for what she did for me.
Jeanne, you will be missed. Thank you for being my mom's friend.
I just wanted to share an experience that I had with Jeanne that I think shows her strong character. When I was 15 (yes mom, I was only 15) I went to a local Planned Parenthood to get on the birth control pill. When I walked into the office Jeanne was there at the counter checking people in. I almost walked right back out the door because I didn't want my parents to know I was there. I paused briefly at the door trying to decide what to do. From what I knew of Jeanne, I was pretty sure that I could trust her to keep my secret. I made my way to the counter and Jeanne greeted me, just like she greeted anyone who walked through the door. A warm smile, her calm and soothing tone, and instructions on what paperwork I needed to fill out. I was so nervous. Jeanne didn't let on that she knew me and I'm pretty sure she kept my visit to herself since I didn't get a "talk" from my parents. I hope she never felt like she was betraying my mom in some way. I am sure that she helped many many people over the years and I thank her for what she did for me.
Jeanne, you will be missed. Thank you for being my mom's friend.
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
I'm Smilin' !!!!!
1. Luca is home today!!!! That's all I really care about. I miss him so much. After he his here, maybe I can stop worrying so much. It's been hard to smile without him here. Now I just have to worry about a travel day. Cars, planes, ferries. This "dead in a ditch" stuff sucks. The absolute worst thing about being a parent.
Saturday, August 14, 2010
Pregnancy symptoms, take two
I'm at 22 weeks now and the little lull I had in symptoms have returned.
1. I'm hungry, like all the time, like the little caterpillar that ate, and grew, and ate, and grew. It's like there is an alien in me that is eating everything I put into my mouth. I hope I don't start spinning a cocoon.
2. I can't poo.
3. King can't win, ever, at anything. Every morning I want to smack out the six spoonfuls of Pops he just shoved in his mouth before he decided to chew.
4. My feet hurt.
5. I worry that everybody and everything is dead. When Jeffy has his eyes close in the morning my first thought is he is dead. Every time the phone rings, someone had died. I keep on waking up King, Charlie, Alakay, Jeffy, because I always think they are dead. This has to be one of the most annoying parts of being a mom. Nobody can get any rest around here and it's all my fault.
6. Steve moves, a LOT, and for long periods of time. There are pregnant ladies who are just feeling movement for the first time around now and I've been feeling Steve for more than 5 weeks. He woke me up at 2:15am today with enough strong movement that I couldn't sleep. I'm GLAD to feel him move, but seriously, what the hell is he doing in there? And can he try not to do it until I'm awake?
1. I'm hungry, like all the time, like the little caterpillar that ate, and grew, and ate, and grew. It's like there is an alien in me that is eating everything I put into my mouth. I hope I don't start spinning a cocoon.
2. I can't poo.
3. King can't win, ever, at anything. Every morning I want to smack out the six spoonfuls of Pops he just shoved in his mouth before he decided to chew.
4. My feet hurt.
5. I worry that everybody and everything is dead. When Jeffy has his eyes close in the morning my first thought is he is dead. Every time the phone rings, someone had died. I keep on waking up King, Charlie, Alakay, Jeffy, because I always think they are dead. This has to be one of the most annoying parts of being a mom. Nobody can get any rest around here and it's all my fault.
6. Steve moves, a LOT, and for long periods of time. There are pregnant ladies who are just feeling movement for the first time around now and I've been feeling Steve for more than 5 weeks. He woke me up at 2:15am today with enough strong movement that I couldn't sleep. I'm GLAD to feel him move, but seriously, what the hell is he doing in there? And can he try not to do it until I'm awake?
Friday, August 13, 2010
No pictures please!
So I was in Dolphin Market yesterday and saw that they had a sale on some cookies. The price had been reduced twice. It just caught my eye, got me thinkin', "wonder how much these things cost in the states?" So instead of writing down all the information, I had my cell phone in my hand and snapped a shot so I could check it out online when I got home.
Not two seconds after I took the picture, the manager and another scary looking guy came up to me. The manager got about three inches away from me and said in a creepy tone, "Why are you taking a picture?" I said, "Uhhh, because they are on sale?" I was immediately intimidated by him and had no idea why he was being so confrontational. He told me that I had to delete the picture and that I am not allowed to come in there and take pictures. He stood really close to me and waited until I figured out how to delete it and check out all my other pictures.
What's creepy is, they were WATCHING ME on the security cameras in the back. Then they followed me around to make sure that I didn't take any more pictures. I told the guy I didn't mean to offend him, but he wouldn't say anything to me. It was really pretty fucked up. I was soooo uncomfortable.
When I got home, I did a little research. You are not allowed to take pictures in stores. You are allowed to take pictures of privately owned places only if you are taking them from public property. I had no idea. The dude didn't have to be so scary, he could have been polite about it. So how is it that all these news people can show us hidden camera stuff?? Wouldn't that be against the law too?
Sunday, August 8, 2010
Meet Jeffy
If I get to missing Luca too much, King always pulls through. The other day he came home from work asking me "Didn't Luca want a solider crab for a pet?" (hermit crab to us state-siders)
What he really meant was, "I found a baby iguana at work today and brought it home and it's in the bucket by the door. Can we keep it?!? Please, please please!!!!" I know King is 40, but I don't think he knows it. I told him to call Luca and work it out because I am NOT going to take care of it.
Day one....I fed it, I held it, I gave it water. The good thing about this pet is that we can let it go into the wild. I am totally going to put it outside when the the first of these two things happen. 1. It gets big. 2. It is not being taken care of. I would put money on #2 happening first. Although, I will admit that he is cute and I like him :-)
Iguana facts.... They can grow up to 7 feet long and weigh up to 18lbs. They can live for 20 years. They are herbivores and should only eat plants, NO bugs! Iguanas are excellent swimmers. They can fall 40 feet (from a tree) and still be ok. Iguanas kept in captivity as a pet either die, or let loose, or given away within the first year. In Central America, iguana meat is called "bamboo chicken" or "chicken of the trees".
What he really meant was, "I found a baby iguana at work today and brought it home and it's in the bucket by the door. Can we keep it?!? Please, please please!!!!" I know King is 40, but I don't think he knows it. I told him to call Luca and work it out because I am NOT going to take care of it.
Day one....I fed it, I held it, I gave it water. The good thing about this pet is that we can let it go into the wild. I am totally going to put it outside when the the first of these two things happen. 1. It gets big. 2. It is not being taken care of. I would put money on #2 happening first. Although, I will admit that he is cute and I like him :-)
Iguana facts.... They can grow up to 7 feet long and weigh up to 18lbs. They can live for 20 years. They are herbivores and should only eat plants, NO bugs! Iguanas are excellent swimmers. They can fall 40 feet (from a tree) and still be ok. Iguanas kept in captivity as a pet either die, or let loose, or given away within the first year. In Central America, iguana meat is called "bamboo chicken" or "chicken of the trees".
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
Who the hell's body am I in?
Of course your body changes a lot when you are pregnant, that is to be expected. But I still scare myself when I catch a glimpse of myself in a mirror, or look down to see what food I just dropped on my chest.
I'm just sitting there eating a muffin at the table when some of the muffin crumbled off and fell down my shirt. I looked down to try and locate the crumbs and it was sitting on my CLEAVAGE!
OH - MY - GOD! When did I get that!?! Nobody told me! I didn't even have to dig down in my bra to retrieve the crumbs, they were just sitting right there on top of my boobs. Quick! Someone send me some low plunging tops. I have to take advantage of this new development!
With the ever increasing belly size, I hadn't seen my, uh, how would Cora say it?, nu-nu, in awhile. I had to do a little maintenance down there because I was going to the beach. I think someone broke in the house and did a dye job while I was asleep, because to my great surprise, the hair is a different color. What the hell is that all about?
I've also been getting this lately:
Them: "You look GREAT!"
Me: "Thanks!"
Them: "No, like really great. Like better than you did before your were pregnant."
Me: "Uh, thanks?"
Thanks Steve, I think you are sucking off all of the little fat deposits from around my body and utilizing them in a positive manner. But I would appreciate it if you would stop requesting doughnuts. We've got a good thing going here, lets not push our luck with all of this fried dough.
I'm just sitting there eating a muffin at the table when some of the muffin crumbled off and fell down my shirt. I looked down to try and locate the crumbs and it was sitting on my CLEAVAGE!
OH - MY - GOD! When did I get that!?! Nobody told me! I didn't even have to dig down in my bra to retrieve the crumbs, they were just sitting right there on top of my boobs. Quick! Someone send me some low plunging tops. I have to take advantage of this new development!
With the ever increasing belly size, I hadn't seen my, uh, how would Cora say it?, nu-nu, in awhile. I had to do a little maintenance down there because I was going to the beach. I think someone broke in the house and did a dye job while I was asleep, because to my great surprise, the hair is a different color. What the hell is that all about?
I've also been getting this lately:
Them: "You look GREAT!"
Me: "Thanks!"
Them: "No, like really great. Like better than you did before your were pregnant."
Me: "Uh, thanks?"
Thanks Steve, I think you are sucking off all of the little fat deposits from around my body and utilizing them in a positive manner. But I would appreciate it if you would stop requesting doughnuts. We've got a good thing going here, lets not push our luck with all of this fried dough.
Monday, August 2, 2010
Slow Roast vs. Flash Fry
Getting a suntan in the VI just isn't the same as it is in the states. When I visit Michigan every year I lay out in the sun and get a nice golden brown tan. I can stay out there all day long and soak up the sun. In the VI, well, I can go about 40 minutes before I have a burn. Not brown, just straight to burn. The sun here is no joke. Just ask the hundreds of fried tourists wandering around the island. I just don't understand how they can't feel themselves getting burned. The sun here is intense, you can feel it cooking your skin. USE SUNSCREEN IF YOU ARE GOING TO BE IN THE VIRGIN ISLANDS AND YOU HAVE PALE SKIN!!!!!!
The UV index is 1,000 times greater at the equator than it is at the poles.
The UV index, at the worst part of the day, on St. John is 13. The UV index at the worst part of the day in Michigan is 7. St. John's UV index is higher than Michigan's MAX UV index of 7 between 2 and 3 pm, from 10 am until 3:30pm.
Bring your jumbo sized 30 SPF! If you let your kids get burned, I'm going to give you the stink eye.
The UV index is 1,000 times greater at the equator than it is at the poles.
The UV index, at the worst part of the day, on St. John is 13. The UV index at the worst part of the day in Michigan is 7. St. John's UV index is higher than Michigan's MAX UV index of 7 between 2 and 3 pm, from 10 am until 3:30pm.
Bring your jumbo sized 30 SPF! If you let your kids get burned, I'm going to give you the stink eye.
Sunday, August 1, 2010
Dreadlocks: Unlocking Some of the Mystery
1. Don't touch someone's dreadlocks without asking. Many people who have dreadlocks don't let anyone touch them.
2. It is all hair, their hair, no extensions or anything like that.
3. Yes, they wash them! Once a week or more. Lots of shampoo, lots of conditioner, then some kind of oil. You also have to violently shake your head, or the dreads, to get the water out of them. They take a long time to dry.
4. You have to "lock" the new growth. You can do a finger lock, thread the dread through the new growth in different directions. You can twist them, using beeswax or other hair wax. I do both on King's hair.
5. You can't comb them out. They call them knotty for a reason. When the new growth starts, you have to "bust" (rip) the hair apart to make it go into the right dread.
6. They get dry. You have to put oil on them. They make all kinds of hair products that you can use, but you can use any kind of oil.
7. If you are working with anything dusty (saw dust, plaster, chipping concrete) you have to cover them with a stocking. If the dust gets in the dreadlocks, it will work it's way in and end up breaking the hair and the dread will break and fall off.
8. The stocking of choice for working Rastas in the VI is control top pantyhose. Turn the pantyhose inside out, tie the legs together at the crotch, cut off the legs, and now you have a stocking cap! The tight weave of the control top keeps even fine dust out.
9. Glitter is not a friend of dreadlocks. See #7.
10. You don't cut or trim dreadlocks. But you can braid, twist, or tie them into a new hairdo.
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