our day

- Wake up at 5 a.m. It's STILL DARK. I hit snooze; S. walks the dog.
- I seriously consider handing S. my keys and going back to sleep.
- Finally (both) out the door at 5:45.
- Because only some of my motor and decision-making skills function that early in the morning, S. has to give me directions as basic as, "Change lanes," "Take this exit," and "Stop."
- We arrive on-site; procedural crud takes more time than it should.
- While S. is taking care of business, I read two chapters of The Age of Innocence.
- I fall asleep, then wake up boiling in my own sweat. Get out of the car. Read some more.
- Finally S. is done. Hurray!
- Breakfast at Ke'eaumoku McDonald's.
- Home to fetch the pooch; drive to Kuli'ou'ou.
- HIKE. IT. TO. THE. TOP. Somewhere among the fastidiously planted Cook pines, I'd like to mention, is a decomposing boar. No, we don't see the boar, but we sure as hell can smell it. It's too big a smell to be a rotting mongoose.
- Come home, get washed and pretty for a fun trip to Sam's Club. We eat an entire pre-dinner in samples: pizza, veggies w/ranch, two kinds of battered fish, zip fizz, teriyaki opah, and for dessert, vanilla pudding. Actual purchases: milk, bananas, romaine salad, onions, shrimp, hummus, and sports bras. Near the restrooms I run into one of my former students, the one who used to snail mail me funny letters and elaborate mini-comics. She's with her brother, a current student of mine. She has turned reticent; after two minutes of trying to talk to her, I turn to her brother and chat with him instead.
- Home for the night! Park in our borrowed stall; haul everything up; S. has chicken curry on the stove. We're going to watch Scorsese's The Age of Innocence ... no, I haven't finished the book yet but I'm itching to watch the movie, which Mart burned for me the other night.

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Can't sleep in tomorrow morning, either ... Chinese community picnic at K-park starts at 9 a.m. FTwhy? I think I'll strap up and use it as an opportunity to run around the park, pending the workability of my lower extremities tomorrow morning.

Aw, S is setting the outside table. A romantic dinner and our favorite pastime - neighborly voyeurism - all rolled into one. I love him. :)