AHHHH....HOW MANY MORE???!!!

I don't know if you remember but I decided to write a poem a day until Jan 1st.  I have quite religiously done this.  I am in the process of writing poem number 26.  I have never had trouble writing poetry.  I get ideas easily and the words just flow.  But....the flow is drying up.  I had no idea how dirgey and dour I was!  I was just reading them back and man! I have got to lighten up.

I believe that to make exceptions really weakens the rule. I went to bed the other night, read a while and then sank down, drifting off, when I remembered I hadn't written my poem that day.  So I got up.  And I went out and wrote a stupid poem.  Two nights a go, again, I forgot.  But this time it was about 3 in the morning.  So I wrote one in my head.  First thing in the morning I barrelled out of bed and went and wrote it down.  I hate to say it but those two poems are the best ones.

I am a conversation lurker.  If I see a couple people involved in a conversation that involves interesting body language, I will kind of slide by and tune in.   I have heard some pretty interesting convos.  So, Costco offers up some pretty interesting situations.  It is very crowded, people are trying to plan for buying food for a finite amount of time, and they would rather be at the beach.  But I got dragged into one yesterday.

I saw a couple, about my age, down an aisle, involved in a pretty animated, nose to nose, interaction.  Aha!!  So I ever so casually push my buggy down the aisle past the pasta section.  She was in the middle of very forcefully saying to her husband, "well...we AREN'T at home now.  You might know this at home but  I know exactly how much to get here and this is NOT too much.  You just don't have jurisdiction here, I do.  And you just follow along behind me with your ridiculous and annoying running commentary, (and at this point she lapsed into a very condescending patronizing mocking tone of voice) "we will never eat all that, you are buying too much, we can't take it home with us you know"..."  She continued on for a while about how she has been feeding them for years and years and he should stick to his area of expertise and if he didn't like it he could just go home.  No..not Maui home, HOME HOME!!!!!!!!

When she yelled that last bit, I glanced over.  She saw me look and immediately turned to me and said  "Do you have to go through this??"  I kind of nodded and placatingly said that it was kind of an art to get the right amount of food and seeing as how we women have been doing this for centuries, that yes maybe we are the best for the job.  I kind of look apologetically and smiled at him.  She smirked kind of triumphantly and said..."Seee?  even she agrees!!"  He suddenly turned to me and said  "What you don't know is I am a retired fireman and I have been shopping and cooking my whole life and what she is getting is TOO MUCH and I AM qualified.  And every time we come to Maui we leave behind a ton of food!"  Okay, now what?  Just bob head and walk away.  I will be more careful next time to not look.

After Costco we headed out to the edge of the earth to bbq, which would have been great except Bill forgot to pack the briquettes.  We were parked for a while on the edge of a very high above the sea cliff.  Another car pulled up and two pretty flamboyant gay guys got out.  I love gay guys...they always talk to me for some reason and they like my hair.  They are the only people on mass that actually like my awful hair.  So these guys go over to see the view and one of them gets really close to the edge, it was scary.  The other one quite literally exploded.  In a most awesome gay accent (I could listen to this all day long) he started to yell "Get away from that edge.  You BASTARD!!!  You always do this and you know it scares little me (he actually referred to himself several times as "Little Me") GET AWAY FROM THE EDGE!!!  You just do this on purpose to get me upset......."  He was actually jumping up and down and wildly gesticulating.  I thought he was going to pop.

Finally his buddy came back closer to his friend and laughed and hauled out a wee camera.  They tried taking a selfie of themselves without arm shadows etc...(what is with people and selfies)  So, I wanted to hear them more so I went over and offered to take pics...and I mean pics.  They posed and posed and posed and they were so funny I almost fell off the cliff laughing.  A totally delightful unexpected  interlude.  I wish I had got a pic of them!  They would have totally loved it!  A missed chance :(

A sorry bunch of pics this time.  I am now going swimming.  TTYL

THIS SIGN HAS BEEN THERE FOREVER....I WONDER ABOUT THE MEANING OF "SOON"

ON THE WAY OUT TO THE EDGE....THEY ARE PUTTING UP A HUGE WIND FARM

MOST PEOPLE HERE ARE ALSO ON FB SO I TRY NOT TO REPEAT PICS....SO THE BAD ONES GO HERE..SORRY.....THIS WAS BELOW THE CLIFF LOOKING UP

I ALWAYS LOOK SKINNIER IN SHADOW PICS

I THINK I TAKE MORE PICS OF TREES THAN SUNSETS...I LOVE THE TREES HERE

SORRY BOUT THE FUZZINESS...BUT I HAD TO BE SURREPTITIOUS ....  THIS GUY WAS ONE OF THE BIGGEST BROADEST HUMANS I HAVE EVER SEEN.  WE ARE AT COSTCO...HE ATE TWO PIZZAS, A CHICKEN BAKE AND TWO HOT DOGS.

THE POLICE GIVE OUT TICKETS FOR NOT WEARING A SEAT BELT....BUT THEY NEVER SAY ANYTHING ABOUT THE COPIOUS AMOUNTS OF PEOPLE RIDING IN THE BACK OF PICK UPS.