Hula hula hula!!

Last night we had a hula show, and I was so excited because my good friend Lauren and her dear husband Jim could come! It was a great show! We all had so much fun!

Here are some pictures (small pictures taken on my cell, large ones by Lauren- thanks!)

Hana, the 6-year-old star of the show

Kana and Hana - representing Samoa!
Talofa!

A white girl who loves to hula!

E Huli!

I'm getting closer to smiling!

Lauren learning how to use the i'i's

Here are some videos (sorry they're hard to see- it was dark!):

Hip-hop

Here's a video of sister-in-law's friends' hip-hop routine

commentators

Or "they're just your average potato..." Get it, common-tater? Common-po-tato? Haha. I'm funny.

Anyway, the commentators on ESPN crack me up. Either they're crazy over-dramatic, or like today, they're just plain silly. Take tonight's Vandy/Kentucky game, first, he said "Vanderbilt's having it once, twice, three times a lady." Um. How does that metaphor work? I understand it was their third three-point shot made in a row... but still? Then, when Vandy was ahead by 20 points, he said "Vanderbilt's finding it 'easy like Sunday morning'". Just weird. It's now halftime, and Vandy is up by 30 points. That's huge. DH says it's an "oldfashioned buttkicking." I simply say, "Go 'dores!"

On another note, it seems that since highschool, the schools that I have been associated with haven't had definable mascots. Foresters? Yeah, um kinda like lumberjacks. We wear flannel and big belt buckles - oh, and have axes. Colonials? Um. We dress up like people of the original 13 colonies, or we wear things with hippos on them. The hippos are because former president Stephen Joel Trachtenberg bought a big huge bronze hippo statue once (legend has it that he was inebriated and his wife wouldn't let him keep it, so he donated it to the school). Ask my sisters about Pres. Trachtenberg and his lovely going-away speech at graduation. They < 3 him. Or not. And now, Commodores? Yeah, turns out a dude donated money to start a college in the South, and they named it after him. They're not sure why he is called "the commodore" but sure enough they named the school's mascot after him.

Jen D, this makes me think of you. Not for the queasy.

Porridge?

Because it's A. Norris here (all you HC people should get that joke - get it A Norris "Freezin"?), I decided to take a break from my lovely quilted Christmas tree skirt and make something I learned how to make in 7th grade Home Economics (thanks Mrs. Stanislaw!). I made a heating pad/pouch/bag/thing. Basically, you take a piece of fabric, fold it in half, sew three sides of it, pour rice inside, and heat it in the microwave. I currently think it's one of the best things I've ever made, particularly because it was in single digit temperatures here last night. It gets cold, this keeps me warm.

The first night I made it, I took it to bed, and DH was appalled by the smell. He couldn't figure out what it smelled like, and then said, "It smells like the stuff you eat for breakfast." I eat oatmeal for breakfast (warm oatmeal because it's a cold winter), and I suppose you could call it porridge. (Visions of the Three Bears and Goldilocks as well as Oliver Twist are what appear when I think of the word porridge. "Please sir, may I have some more?")

Anyway, for the last few nights, I've put what is now deemed "porridge" into the microwave for 3 minutes while I do my nightly ablutions. After it's done, I tuck it down into bed by my feet and occasionally feel dh's feet cozy up next to its warmth. I do wish I could do something about the smell though. It does smell like rice!!

Here's "porridge"


This is the quilted Christmas tree skirt I'm making (still making, and it's almost February. Gee, I'm early for next year...).


It's in the "ulu" pattern - breadfruit! There are 4 sets that look like this in a ring around the skirt. I think it looks like reindeer too.
And here's a new hula that I'm learning.

Ugly?

I was tucking in the 4-year-olds for their naps the other afternoon, and J (a boy) sat up and asked me, "Miss Julie, why are you wearing those ugly cowboy boots again?"

I could have responded several ways:
a) They're not ugly. They're Uggs. Yes, they make my feet look huge, but they're fashionable.
b) Again? Yes, I've worn them for the past week. Who are you? The fashion police?
c) They're comfortable, J. Go to sleep.

I chose c.

If anyone isn't committed to life in the US, I'd consider moving to New Zealand, if I were you. Such a great country, it is, with more sheep than people. Plus they produce some crazy things like the movie The Price of Milk (which I own if you ever feel the need to watch) and Burt Munro (the real-life character who inspired the movie The World's Fastest Indian).

Also, these people apparently have too much time on their hands (ignore the title):


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Academy days

Dh went to the CG academy. And lived through it. He also loves basketball.

This video of freshmen (4/c) makes him happy.

Funny video :)

So, this video was made by some students at Duke's Fuqua school of Business, and it makes fun of people who go to Owen for their MBA (which my lovely husband is doing currently). It's kind of funny. (but we're not that rich, nor were dh's grandparents. and I don't own any pearls.)