Sunday we spent the entire day at home, reading, cooking, playing cards, quilting, etc. It was lovely, though by three o'clock our tranquil time verged on boredom. I tried to fly a kite my mother gave me, but it didn't come with any string, so I improvised from my sewing box and still had no luck. Raph, my hero, came out to engineer the thing so it would work and we stood in the yard for quite a while waiting for the wind to be right, trying to tug that little kite into the air. All to no avail. So he ran around the yard with it instead, which cracked me up. The only thing funnier than that was when I taped the fart machine my sister gave me to the bottom of his chair. I swear I almost birthed the baby laughing so hard. Everyone needs a fart machine.
Yesterday we went for a walk in the national park at Kikuka puulani or something like that. A kikuka is an island of ground that is left intact when the lava flows around it, so it is older and has richer soil than anything around it. That could be symbolic, eh? Anyway, it was a lovely walk and though we tried hard to see the rare birds which the area is known for, we weren't that lucky. I'm not cut out to be a birder. I was hot, which I seem to be all the time lately. I apologize for so much belly in your face. I was fully shocked by the picture of me. I can't stop looking at that picture because I'm so incredulous that its me. And then I also am kind of disgusted by it. It's a wierd feeling. Soon that big lump will be on the outside.
