"Mothers Day..." 'Judith Whitehead' (Inspiration Sunday)

"Guest-blogger Judith Whitehead lives in Amherst N.Y. and has worked in the

 ophthalmology field of medicine for over 30 years...

Today she talks about this special day, Mothers day! Happy Mothers day! Enjoy...  ;D)

Mothers Day               
                     
Today I begin by wishing all you mothers, grandmothers, mother like people and mothers to be a wonderful day and year.  Being a mother is a full time job in itself; the caring and love never ends even when our children are grown and move out of the home.  A mother is a mother for life and is not limited to those growing up years; the worry never stops and the concerns and the need to  protect are life long.

I always appreciated my mother but not as much as when I lost her 14 years ago.  We always took our conversations and friendship for granted and we always thought they would go on forever never thinking that she would be plucked from me so soon in her life.  

A mothers’ love is unconditional and will carry on throughout the ages so to all those children out there who are feeling smothered at times by their mothers…just remember it is only their unconditional love and need to protect that keeps them involved in your lives and someday, all too soon they will be gone. 

Enjoy your mothers out there and let your moms know just how much you appreciate her for a mothers bond with her child never stops.

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"It's impossible to alter destiny..." 'James "kimo" Rosen'

Everyone needs to learn water safety if one is going to play
in the ocean....

It's impossible to alter destiny

There have been 11 drownings on Kaua'i since January 1st of this year.   There is now a video on display at the baggage claim of Lihu'e airport explaining water safety procedures which hopefully gets viewed, however I do not believe people in baggage claim  want to watch a video,  they are  in a rush to get their bags and start their vacation in "Paradise."

 Everyone always has someone to blame for their mishap, people need to take responsibility, it's not the state or county's fault when someone drowns. 

I am guessing almost every accidental death by a tourist results in some sort of lawsuit. Families of the diseased victims will say it's the State or Counties fault for not posting a sign,  or it's the visitor guide for telling people to go to dangerous spots... Who's fault is it when you run into a tree? It ain't the tree's fault. People need to accept responsibility and use common sense.

It's impossible to alter destiny, when it's your time, it's your time.

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She Loves me, she loves me not..." James"Kimo" Rosen'

The question remains, does my dog love me?
"She loves me, she loves me not..."

She Loves Me, She Loves me Not

I love my dog and sometimes wonder how much she loves me. It's like the game we played when we were kids with plucking flower peddles repeating until all pedals are gone, "She loves me, she loves me not...."

Whenever friends come over and we see people on our walks that we know she gets so excited to see them, tail wagging crying and pure ecstasy.

 We are only separated on Mondays, besides that we go everywhere together, eat together, watch TV together, and just hang out together. She is my constant companion and I consider her my best friend.

I get upset when when I am gone for 4-6 hours and come home and she just looks at me, doesn't cry with excitement or wag her tail? I feed her, groom, her, pick up her poop, bathe her, care for her and I do not get the same recognition as friends?

This really bothered me until I did a little Googling research and found out the following;

"Your dog may see you as "Alfa" meaning the leader of the pack  and as just a pack member (or someone to play with). With wolves, no one messes with the Alfa, its not tolerated.. but the pack members are game. So maybe your pup is showing you that your dominant and she respects you."

"She sees me every day, and sees them rarely. So of course it's a more exciting event. Wanting my dog to respond enthusiastically to me when I enter the room is like asking my 9-year-old to jump up and down and squeal with excitement when I pick her up at school every day. Just doesn't make sense."

OK, at least my dog lights a cigarette after she kisses me and has thoughts of a train going through a tunnel. I guess she loves me after all.

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"Love On Kauai..." 'Bettejo Dux' (Classic Wednesday)

Bettejo  has lived on Kaua'i over 30 years and is a people lover,
animal lover, lover of life and strikes a dashing yoga pose...
Today she talks  about her love of books! Enjoy...

www.bettejodux.com

Love On Kaua'i

Love at first sight. He fell for me, I backed off.  Enormous and gaudy, he always wanted to reach out and grab me. It got to the stage that, whenever I drove my  Skylark into the parking lot, he preened and flirted.  I had to walk by his house every time I entered Dels which put me off, too. He lived in a vast abode right alongside the front door and his noisy screech stopped traffic.

My quiet “Hi” in response  was more a polite recognition than a “It’s good to see you, too,” sort of thing.  I  didn't want to shake his hand.  As a matter of fact, I didn't even want to get  close to him. It was a relationship I tried to avoid.

Jan, the manager of the store, clued me in. “He’s in love,” she said. I groaned.

I seem to attract guys like that. Not my type, you know. All birds fall in love with me. The swans at the Hyatt, in some circles, are called ‘Bettejo’s birds’. They come when I call. I think they think I’m a funny looking bird who got plucked.

After a bit, however, I succumbed. I mean, who could resist Duke’s-that’s his name-romantic advances? We held hand through the bars and he tried to kiss me. He moved in when Del’s closed and the day he came through the gates-cage and all-he whooped  a “HI” they heard in town. He lived, as Jan said, when she saw his new digs, in bird heaven. No longer confined to his cage, when he wanted company he’d stroll on down. Once I had a Quaker-go-to-meeting meeting here and he joined in silent vigil.

He flew away last Thursday. First glorious flight. His cheerful “Hi” sprang from a tree, not from the wrought iron gate where he lived.  Between then and Tuesday, when we finally caught him, he’d flown in the highest, skimpiest branches of seven tall trees. The first two were in his own territory, the third was in an Avatar banyan across the street and up a steep wet, slippery red mud bank. 

When Kauai got hit with a deluge, thunder and lightning, crashes and bangs, rain like water sloshing from a hydrant overhead, and a flooded road to cross, they  became an obstacle course contributing to the melee. I sat in the rain by the side of the road in stinking sweats and red foul weather gear talking to a tree. I slid down banks. I crawled up slopes. Trespassed. Tried to avoid barbed wire claws. I spotted him but nothing I did could coax him down. Hungry and cold and scared nothing I  did helped. Once below him in the tree, though, he never took his eyes off me. But his voice got weaker.

Every morning I’d wake up thinking this was the day I’d find him dead.

When he flew to a tree by the side of the road I called the fire department. Wonderful guys. They got here pronto, spent the day, and we got lucky. The sun came out and a power line looped and galloped right in front of my gate.

A darling lady at 911 called the power company for me and they showed up with a huge white cherry picker and more wonderful guys who got in the act. Traffic got stopped. Roofs and tall timber got climbed. A great guy from the power company in a high white bucket thing caught him once. He got away. But luck was with us this time, too. He flew down. I  reached him. Fed him. He scarfed  a  bag of peanuts before I got him on a perch. He tried to bite me but I held fast his feet, threw a towel around him, and, with the help of a burly fireman, who kept me on my feet,we raced with him to the barn.

Not an ounce of  love got lost in Kalaheo Tuesday. All because of a bird named Duke. What won’t people do for love?






This blog also appeared in Bettejo's Kauai garden Island news weekly  column on Sunday May 5,2013
http://thegardenisland.com/lifestyles/pets/love-on-kaua-i/article_7bbe467a-b552-11e2-9ac9-0019bb2963f4.html

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"A Republican Lawyer with a Lexus ..." 'Chester "Unc" Lau' (Source)

Dakinetalks favorite Uncle (Chester Lau)

is back talking about a another one of his favorite subjects, Lawyers!

"Unc" is a retired cinematographer currently living 

on the Hawai'ian Island of Oahu.

A Republican Lawyer with a Lexus


After collecting his share of  war profits from the GW Bush gang,A Washington attorney parked his brand new Lexus in front of his office, ready to show it off to his colleagues. As he was getting out, a truck came along too closely and completely tore off the driver's door.

Fortunately, a cop in a police car was close enough to see the accident and pulled up behind the Lexus with his lights flashing.
Before the cop had a chance to ask any questions, the attorney started screaming hysterically about how his Lexus, which he had just purchased the day before, was completely ruined and would never be the same, no matter how any car body shop tried to make it new again. 

After the lawyer finally wound down from his rant, the cop shook his head in disbelief. "I can't believe how materialistic you lawyers are," he said. "You are so focused on your possessions that you neglect the most important things in life."
"How can you say such a thing?" asked the lawyer.
The cop replied, "Don't you even realize that your left arm is missing ? It was severed when the truck hit you!"
"OH, MY GOD !!!" screamed the lawyer.

"My Rolex !!!"

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"NBA Player comes out, who cares..." James "Kimo" Rosen"

The May 8, 2013 edition of Sports Illustrated  features Jason Collins,
about a professional gay basketball player coming out of the closest.
should this be reason enough to make front cover of Sports Illustrated?
http://sportsillustrated.cnn.com/magazine/news/20130429/jason-collins-reveals-gay-nba-arn-tellem/

Aloha, Check out my opinion article in the (05-06-13) edition of the  Kaua'i Garden Island News, " What's News Anymore?"(Same as Blog)
http://thegardenisland.com/news/opinion/mailbag/letters-for-monday-may/article_fcdf109e-b60c-11e2-b46e-0019bb2963f4.html


You may call me old school since I don't understand why a NBA player  coming out of the closest  claiming he is gay makes front cover of Sports Illustrated?
http://www.justjared.com/2013/04/29/nba-player-jason-collins-comes-out-as-gay-man/

If Jason Collins had   broke a record, scored 50 points  or done something  remarkable in his Basketball profession he deserves to be the cover story of Sports Illustrated.

Just because you are gay is not reason enough to make the cover of Sports Illustrated.

On the other hand, if Tom Brady just led his team to a Superbowl victory, gay or straight that's a cover story.

Now if  a player  is not gay or doesn't have an imaginary girlfriend what can they do to make sports history?  I quit.


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If Manti or his family are upset they need to get over themselves, heck, look at President Obama making fun of himself at the Whitehouse correspondence dinner, calling himself all sorts of things. Manti needs to be happy there talking about him, when they stop talking that's concern to worry. A cartoon or when they make a satire of you on Saturday live is the ultimate form of flattery meaning you've made it big!

https://twitter.com/sdutBreen/status/329030685941706752/photo/1

http://www.cbssports.com/nfl/blog/eye-on-football/22170272/san-diego-newspaper-cartoonist-mocks-manti-teos-fake-girlfriend


Aloha, Check out my opinion article in the  (05-06-13) edition of thew  Kaua'i Garden Island News, " What's News Anymore?"
http://thegardenisland.com/news/opinion/mailbag/letters-for-monday-may/article_fcdf109e-b60c-11e2-b46e-0019bb2963f4.html

" TIME TO PROTECT THOSE EYES..." 'Judith Whitehead' (Inspiration Sunday)

"Guest-blogger Judith Whitehead lives in Amherst N.Y. and has worked in the

 ophthalmology field of medicine for over 30 years...

Today she talks about the joy of yard-work and to remember

 to protect your eyes,...Enjoy...  ;D)

TIME TO PROTECT THOSE EYES

It's Spring here on the East Coast and we are seeing many eye injuries coming in lately; eye protection people.

Yard work and lawn work, planting, trimming, digging, etc, all are done without thinking of protecting the eyes. Goggles or glasses do a lot for covering the eyes from flying debris,  branches jumping out and objects flying into the eyes from grass cutting.  

Sometimes we are so excited to once again work in the yard we forget about the really important things.  Don't get an abrasion, infection or injury to your eyes; protect them before you enter the yard and enjoy the great weather.

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