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Sunday, February 17, 2013

Adventure 13: ANY DAY NOW!!! Kombucha, Babies, Bucket Lists, and More...

This is my "professional" waddling stance... ;)

Side shot!  38 weeks preggers.

Any day now Reise Danielle Hattori can make her appearance into this world.  At 38 weeks, I still don’t feel as pregnant as I think I should, although waddling has definitely become inevitable.  Many people have told me that towards the end of my term I would be so uncomfortable and miserable that I'd be anxious to have her out of me... This is still not the case somehow.  

A few great joys this past week have been:

This is not my picture... But I forgot my phone and camera.
This is the hike up to the cross... You can see all the cows
that create all the fun "stuff" for the dogs, although they
were out of the pasture that day for our hike.

Hiking: Yesterday we hiked up to The Cross with the dogs.  If I were to have brought my camera, you would see pictures on here of Koa, (the rotty), with masses of cow dung in his mouth and teeth as he's so special that he seems to find it as delicious as I find chocolate to be.  And as for Lono, well he's not much better… Although he doesn't eat it, he rolls on his back in it until he’s good and brown because he seems to find it as fragrant and wonderful as I find fresh picked gardenias to be.  From the top of the cross, you get an incredible view of all of Hana town.  Literally, you can see our post office, gas station, the general store, the place where we took our pottery class, the bay where I like to paddle, the dump, the bank, and even where our house is if the trees didn’t shield it.  I was completely slow, winded, and waddly climbing the hill up but it felt amazing, and when we were done with our hike and back home, you can bet that both our boys got a bath and their teeth brushed. 

Jun paddling out at Hamoa Beach... I love paddling here!

Surfing:  Still in an effort to deny how pregnant I really am, this past week we have gone to the beach nearly every day to SUP and I’ve even, (very safely and on nice minor waves), been giving SUP surfing a whirl and am having so much fun!  I’ll try to remember to GoPro it before the little one arrives as I'm sure she'd get a kick out of it later on in life.  So my freckles are out and the belly is a golden egg and, minus the 8 hours I've spent on the phone dealing with Turbotax and our internet provider, life really is good.  I just don’t believe we’re about to have a baby… Can someone please get this through my head?!

Mail from our cousins... Such a SWEET Valentine's Day
surprise!  I have heard time and time again that "Sophie the
Giraffe" was a must have but I couldn't find her on island.
Michelle and Ben mailed us the things that helped a lot in
Ella's first year, plus a picture of Ella, who is an absolutel
doll and a wonderful addition to our family fridge photos. :)

Mail:  You see, I understand Blues Clues and the whole "We Just Got a Letter" song because I sheepishly admit that I LITERALLY sing that exact song in my head every time I get something in the mail.  Two things arrived yesterday: a package from my cousins Michelle, Ben, and baby Ella, (see above), and a SCOBY, (symbiotic colony of bacteria and yeast)... It sounds scientific, and I guess in a way, it kind of is!  It is the last thing I needed for… (read next...)

Ready to start my scary brewing endeavor.  I used a combo of
black and green tea, organic cane turbinado sugar, a scoby,
distilled vinegar, and I even sewed a top for the porcelain
brew container out of an old t-shirt.

Kombucha Making:  I LOVE Kombucha tea and its benefits but have refrained from drinking it while preggo, as it gives you this really groovy sensation that I wasn't sure how it might affect the bun in the oven.  Now that the end of my pregnancy is near, I’ve decided to try to make it right in our own home and cut costs majorly, as it’s easily $6 a bottle for this booming health beverage.  If you've never heard of it, you can read about the benefits of drinking kombucha tea by clicking HERE.  To make it you have to do a whole “fermenting” process with regulated temperature, airflow, and adding in that funky looking SCOBY, (which looks like a cross between a mushroom and a jellyfish).  Then, after it has properly fermented, you bottle it in glass jars with fruit or whatever flavorings you want and let delicious carbonation happen and “Wa-Lah”, amazing komucha straight off the tap from my continuous brewing system… Or atleast I hope “Wah Lah”, as this is my first rodeo and it’s all a 7 day waiting game at this point.  If I am successful, however, I will be able to unpin one more thing off my vision board/bucket board.... Which leads me to...

Unpinning the Potter... Been there done that now... WOOHOO!
Next will be the Kombucha hopefully... Then maybe beer
brewing???  Or a trip to Molokai maybe???  Sigh...
Vision Board/ Bucket Board Ceremonious Unpinning:  February 13th our pottery class came to an end for us, (the others still have 4 more classes, but we didn't want to risk her coming and us being unable to attend).  I officially made two ramekins, a bowl, and a drunken cup.  (Drunken cup would be the lop-sided excuse of a cup that might just look good if you've had a few too many to drink out of it).  Jun created a whole kitchen set I think including vases, mugs, a milk jug type thing, and multiple bowls.  Only a few of our pieces will make it to the kiln to be fired as the studio was not completely set up when we started class and a lot dried out before the trimming step.  Oh well though, because I learned ceramics and I really enjoyed it!  Any unpinning off the bucket/vision board is a HUGE DEAL, as my visions and dreams are NEVER small to me.  Can you imagine the day when I unpin the Appalachian Trail???

The brothers drying out on the porch after their cow
doo-doo baths and tooth brushings.  Koa was literally
laying across Lono's whole body.  He doesn't realize
he's a big cow/dog/seal/buffalo/meatball/bear.

Our Boys:  I know by now you know that we love our dogs and may even be sick of them... but as the "any day now" anticipation of Reise's arrival really exists, I find myself spoiling the boys as often as possible because I'm just not sure what life is going to be like when the baby girl comes and, well, they deserve it.  Not a day goes by where I don't laugh to near tears at something sweet or silly they do.  They really are two of a kind... We are incredibly lucky dog owners, and they are incredibly lucky human havers.  (I just made that last part up... which I'm guessing you may have realized)...

Continuing on with the pooches, Koa has a serious
cuddling problem and LOVES Lono to pieces.  I always
joke that Koa is Lono's dog and Lono is our dog. :)

Lono's always trying to find the sun rays from the windows
because he's a sunbathing kind of dude.  It makes for
interesting lighting for a photo-op.

I actually took a nap this day... True story.  Another
true story is that when I snapped this photo of me and
"my pillow", (or pillow thief depending on how you
look at it), he was passed out SNORING ferociously.

A peak at my dreams... Click to enlarge.  This would be my
vision/bucket board that is a constant work in progress.  From
surfing Indonesia, to hang-gliding in Brazil, to hand throwing
noodles, to a multitude of hikes ranging from 500 to 2,000
miles in length, I love to stare at this board and dream things
into reality and anticipate the day I can unpluck a pin or two.

Working his magic on the throwing wheel...  :)

Spoiled rotten I say!  And his legs are always spread...
ALWAYS...  Absolutely no manners this guy...

See Sentence Below...

And you never know what the next adventure may be... Considering that our internet upgrade has proven to make the internet not work properly, Adventure 14 could be a baby introduction and that rear view mirror might just show an occupied seat!

Hugs and Lots of Aloha,
Danielle (Q.B.)

P.S. I love it when you stop by and say "Hi"... or give your opinions, or tell me if you're a kombucha fan, or let me know what's on your vision board/bucket list...  :)

Monday, February 4, 2013

Adventure 12: I'm Having A Lot of P's!

It's true, the other day I came to the realization that since my last post, I've been P-ing all the time.  Not just literally, (which couldn't be closer to the truth though at 36 weeks preggo with a 6+ lb. baby pushing on my bladder), but it seems also that everything I've been up to starts with a P these days.  

P #1: Pottery

Jun and I saw a flyer hanging at Hasegawa's Store a couple months back that said the Hana Arts Center was having their first pottery workshop.  Those interested could email Paula and she would respond with dates, times, tuition, etc.   I have a very extensive vision board, and smack dab in the middle of it is a picture of clay laden hands throwing a vase.  This was my opportunity to pull a tack out of that board, (one of the MOST gratifying feelings knowing you've accomplished a bucket list goal), and put my own two hands in the glorious muck to make something magical and even more special, to make a memory with the man I love.  I thought all hope was lost for awhile as the baby's due date grew nearer, but luckily we got in just in time to commit to half of the eight classes.  With two down and two more to go, there's a few things I've learned so far:

1). Pottery is not something that can be taught... It has to be felt.  I was expecting instructions, tutoring, and some sort of magical guidance that would teach me exactly what to do... but instead I got handed a block of clay and sat at a wheel, then was shown what "centering" was and cut loose.  

2). It's MUCH harder than it looks on youtube videos.  Watching this guy makes me want to drown my sorrows in ice cream and revert back to playing with Play-Doh: Hsin-Chuen Lin's YouTube Channel   

3). I'm the only beginner in class making ramekins my new best friend.  I always have had complications trying to find a dish for the soy sauce mixes we make after we pick opihis anyways. ;)

4). Jun's two semesters of ceramics in college stuck with him and he ROCKS the pants off the pottery wheel.  This is not a girl's sport and the two guys in the class are indeed the best.  

5). It's EXTREMELY meditative.  I could get lost in throwing clay for hours and hours...

My guy has some major clay manipulating talent.

All of this, besides my two tiny ramekins,
the "Pro" managed to do in our first class.

Getting messy with it... 

P #2: Paddle Painting

I don't know what came over me, but I think maybe it was a few days of windy weather that made the ants crawl up my pants because the ocean and beaches were not ideal conditions to play.  So with those ants in my pants, I cleaned, I worked, I cooked, and then I sat there and stared at my paddle longing to go out on the ocean.  Then I walked out onto the porch and saw the giant trash bag I'd been neglecting tossing out for days because it contained paints that may have spoiled, (the fumes would nearly knock me over when I'd rummage through the hall closet).  So, in my last effort to go through them and use what was salvageable, I combined the paint and the paddle and spent hours in our front yard bikini-ing it up on a towel with a jar of homemade lemonade, (made with agave and local lemons), and I'd always end up with paint somehow smeared on my face, hands, legs, and even belly.

Here is the result and I'll be the first to admit I'm no Leonardo Da Vinci, but I really enjoyed meditating and dreaming of waves vicariously through paint... (I would have said Picasso and not Da Vinci, but I think Picasso's work was pretty horrid and I like my paddle better... no offense art lovers).

Before: One stroke started...
Painting away by the garden with a jar of refreshing lemonade.

P #3: Playful Pooches

While I'm painting or gardening, I give Lono a coconut off our palm tree and give him an "attack" command.  He freaks out and starts SHREDDING it with this teeth and paws and throws it all over the place.  It's a fun sight to see and he manages to husk our coconuts for us in minutes.  Koa doesn't have a clue as to what to do with a coconut, so he just tries to help Lono out by chewing on the pieces of husk thrown his way.  I love having these crazy guys hanging out with me while I play.

Coconuts always have a SUPER thick husk on them before
they find their way into the stores as the hairy bowling
balls you may be accustom to seeing.


"What am I suppose to be doing again?" :)

P #4: Planting

With Reise being SO CLOSE to being here, I've been panically planting.  I figure I may not have the time or energy once she arrives, so I've put in two gardens, one out front by the main entrance, and one in the back under a GIANT fig tree.  Something about a shovel and dirty fingernails gives me instant gratification, not too mention picking the deliciousness as needed from the garden.  I also feel that one of my greatest loves of living in Hawaii, (which are many), is that I can garden year round.  So far I have 3 types of basils, oregano, 3 lettuce varieties (including my favorite, arugula), tomatoes, lilikoi vines, dill, different squashes, rosemary, mint, cilantro, parsley, green onions, jalapeƱos, and sage... a lot of which I started from seed.  I wish I had taken a "before before" picture of the garden under the fig tree, but I didn't think of it until I was near done clearing it.  Here is what I've been up to for awhile:


After- Nestled snuggly in the figs roots which makes an
awesome barrier that the dogs don't trample over.

Now which P was your favorite?
I hope everyone had a happy and safe SuperBowl Sunday!  

Love, Hugs, and Aloha,
Danielle (Q.B.)
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