Blather, rinse, repeat

Okay, I admit it's weird that my previous post is one of two boys making out hardcore and this one is...decidedly not, but you know that's just how I roll. So I never got into the last night of the trip and the flight home etc.

( The last night, in which I say goodbye for now to my Hula friends. )

Anyway, then we had to leave, I hate saying goodby to JoNathan but it is always with the promise of seeing him again soon. And I left with Brian blowing kisses out the door of the lobby, it was too cute.

( In which Jo-chan is a fierce terrorist. )

I love flying, but I hate airports.

( In which dogs do not have a good day but I get to see SB for a while. )

SB got here around 2:30 and he stayed to talk for a while, for which I was so grateful because as I've mentioned before, I never get to see this kid anymore.

( In which I'm chosen by my crow. )

I guess I have to build another cage. O_o S'up, huge responsibility? Oh! And the good news is that my robin with the hugely broken leg, like I mean snapped in half, is up and perching and all of that stuff. I did my specialty, the One Handed Splint the day I got him. Seems to have worked, so like, go me and all of that.

So of course, I pretty much have to share some of my pics, no? Mais oui.

( A cute snail that was slithering around. )

( BAD TOUCH! ) Seriously, those mannequins were put there like that on purpose, they had to be.

( I kid you not, people )

( This was funnier to me than it should have been. )

( Switching up figurines in stores is an old tradition. Imagine my delight when I found a nativity. )

( My henna tattoo when I first got it. ) It's pretty much gone by now since I wash my hands so much.

( Oh, and the sun really burns my eyes now, as you can see. ) Seriously, since the surgery, a few hours in the sun is enough to make my eyes like the effing desert.

( A crow in a palm tree. )

( Jo-chan and I zooming around in tiny little boats. )

( Makaha Sons.  )

( Auntie's halau dancing for Kaleo. You can see Auntie in her purple dress, with Brian dancing next to her. ) Aren't they lovely?

Oh, I remember! One more thing. On the plane there, Jo-chan and I were watching Monty Python DVDs. I've been trying to get her into MP for a while, she's at the perfect age for it. This one episode seemed to totally seal the deal. Also, it was something that has been an inside joke between my Mom and I for ages, words that were tinny or woody, for at least 17 years, the duration of my obsession with Monty Python. But I'd forgotten how goddamn effing hilarious this sketch was.



This was one we watched on the plane, and when Michael Palin (I'd still mack this guy even to this day, I'd effing marry him, fo' realz yo,) starts to sing and Eric Idle dies, I laughed so hard I nearly fell out of my chair and into the aisle. I had to watch it and rewatch it just like I used to do back in the day when I had all the episodes on tape. It's not even the "CARIBOUUU GOOOOOOONE!" and it's not even the, "Really dear? How about 'tit'?!" that slayed me, it was Michael Palin. I shrieked with laughter right there on the airplane and the guy next to me (who was cute) seemed to think that was pretty funny because he just watched me with this amused look on his face. Seriously, give it a looksee. If it doesn't kill you, you're likely already dead.

From that same episode, in transcript here: THE COURTMARTIAL/ANYTHING GOES IN SKETCH!

Okay so this entry is all over the place, I should STFU and go to bed now. What that Monty Python sketch, people. It's good for you.