Woot-Woot! Internet in da house!!

Another grey, cloudy day where you can't see the mountains.

Hope has been brought into the house, along with the Internet. It’s been a long week of waiting. Last Monday, Dan scheduled Hawaiian Telecom to come and install our Internet, the only thing available was Friday. Now, they can’t tell you what time they'll be there, so yesterday we laid around all day waiting. There have been heavy rains the last 2 days. The down time ended up being a good thing because we didn’t realize how much we needed the rest and our minds wouldn’t let us see it. Our minds kept telling us; get to work! Get your home totally set up! Find a job! We were being forced to slow down island style, whether we liked it or not. All we did was watch movies, eat, and take naps. We slept hard all night and this morning I woke up with the idea! I’m still on my old schedule of waking up at 6am; Dan has no problem sleeping in, usually till 7:30. I don’t want to get up and go to the other room and read because the light will wake him and so would any noise, for example, if I did yoga. The ceiling is vaulted with wood beams and the “wall” that divides the bedroom from the kitchen/living room/dining room, doesn’t go all the way to the ceiling. So, I stay in bed and try to go back to sleep, but I usually end up thinking.

The junk on top (suitcases, yoga stuff) will eventually go in a shed, once we get one!

Last week when we got together with Starz West friends, Diana asked if we would be available to edit.  She owns a company that is like a co-op. Clients like Discovery and TLC book her to get a project done and she farms out the work. She said she could send us a drive and we could edit from home. Sounds great except what if she calls? We are not set up for that. All week while I lay in bed, I have been thinking about work and the tree house. Initially, I loved the tree house. I loved being so high, seeing trees for miles, the mountain view, the privacy, and it seemed so cozy. As the days wear on I can see this isn't going to work for more than 2 years. The roosters are also starting to get on my nerves, we noticed on the North and South shores (where it's more exclusive) you don't see a lot of roosters running around. If I want a bigger house and less roosters, I'm going to have to be making more than $10.00 an hour working on a boat. So, this morning it finally hit me. Now, it may seem obvious to you but we were BURNT out at Starz, I mean fried. We didn't care if we ever edited again. Plus, we've been trying to get ourselves out here since June, a lot of energy and stress. We really couldn't see past getting here. All right, I'll get to it, you've probably figured it out anyway, maybe even before we left! The name:

Lane

Post Production Services and Consultation

We have to fill in the blank Lane Video? Lane Cuts? Lane Frame? The Lanes?

We are kicking around the idea of buying some gear and editing from the house. Also, Dan can consult for folks who want to set up systems. We have 38 years of experience combined, it's what we're good at, it's what we do. I'll do the rough cut and marketing and Dan will do the finishing and technical stuff. My friend Dyanne can do our web site which will include a breakdown of our services, a bio on each of us, our gear and capabilities, and, an FTP site so we can download and upload files. I'm in love with the idea, it's perfect. Our low overhead combined with the income would put us on the North shore in no time. Dan's only reservation is getting clients. I'll be calling Diane Monday to see if she was serious and approximately how much work she could be throwing our way. Our pricing is great, 2 editors for one low price. We can afford to undercut standard rates and still make more than enough so 1 job a month (lasting about 10 days) will be more than enough.


Two other bonuses. Smoke free day 2 is complete and we have lost weight! Hope is in the house!!


P.S. Now that we have the Internet, I can blog for real! I just noticed the comments my girlfriends left. Thank you! Thank you for reading and for your encouragement and support! I miss you guys!

Rain

The mountains that are usually visible are completely covered in clouds and the rain is pouring down. Dan and I are holed up in the tree house all day waiting for the guy to come and hook up the Internet. He never comes, 2 guys called in sick so they were really behind. Maybe tomorrow.
The only interesting news is that today was our first smoke free day.

-- posted from my IPhone

Location:Kaapuni Rd,Kapaa,United States

Chickens

If you’ve ever been to Kauai then you know there are thousands of chickens running around. You find them in the most remote places like deep in the jungle. And you find them in parking lots. They are everywhere. We have about 10 hens, 2 roosters and a family that come into our yard regularly. There are a lot more around the neighborhood, keeping Dan awake at night and in the early mornings. Baxter has a new job, to chase the chickens out of the yard. Our neighbors initiated this (and being good neighbors) we have been training him. Given their bad luck of having the crazy chicken lady as a neighbor and being so kind to us our first night, it’s the least we can do! He takes his job very seriously; always on the lookout, he sits on the landing intently looking through the railing. Watching, sniffing. Lucy enjoys chasing them too, but usually, she takes to long to notice they are there and by the time she notices, Baxter has chased them away.




Today we are being lazy. It’s a grey day, lightly raining. The misty clouds cover the mountaintops and we have to put on long sleeves. At the kitchen window, I see some chickens. I take Baxter outside and say “go get em”! There is a bend in the yard so he can’t see them. He runs down the stairs anyway and does a cursory pass for me, and comes right back up. I take him down and try to point them out but he is fixed on a different area. I walk over to where they were but they have gone into the next yard. Peeking through the tree hedge, I find the chickens. There are actually 2 rows of hedges, one on our side, a 4-foot space then the other hedge, making a sort of tree tunnel. Baxter comes over to look at what I’m looking at and sees the chickens. He’s gone, scaring the chickens every which way, he doesn’t bark at them but they are squawking like crazy. A hen runs into our yard where Lucy is, and she chases the hen until it flies into a tree making up the hedge. Her weight is bending the branch so she is easy to spot. This strikes me as hilarious and I start laughing out loud. That chicken thought it got away from Baxter only to run into Lucy! It’s up in the tree driving Baxter crazy, he wants it but he can’t get it. I finally bring him inside to calm down.




The only other excitement we had today is we ate our delicious, locally grown, organic produce, and loved it!



Vanilla yogurt, pineapple, macadamia nuts and toasted coconut. Yum!



A delicious salad of avacado, tomato, cucumber, lettuce, macadamia nuts, and basil tossed in a lemon and Temecula olive oil vinagrette. Tangelos for desert and a plumera flower just cuz.

-- posted from my IPhone

Location:Kaapuni Rd,Kapaa,United States

Day 5

The days are softly weaving into the fresh, new tapestry of our lives. The colors are richer and the weave is tighter, stronger. Waking this morning we are both anxious. The reality of the precarious palm frond we are perched on is hitting both of us hard. Everyone was right, we were bold! We left good jobs, everyone we love, and everything we knew, were we crazy?!! We don't know anyone and don't have jobs. Plus, Dan is recovering from the stress of the past 6 months, trying to get us here. We talk about it and decide that we have 2 choices. We can stay holed up in our tree house and find a job, any job, and muddle through this, or, we can get out into the community, meet people, and look for work that we will like. After all, we moved here to start a new chapter in our lives; we were burnt out and bored. We needed to get out of the rat race and really live life. Of course it’s going to be uncomfortable, we don’t know anything, knowing what’s coming is comforting. In an effort to create fun, Dan decides we should drive to the north shore and see if we can find a beach that allows dogs, I’m game.






The dogs haven’t really been able to get out and run, besides chasing the chickens and roosters roaming around our yard.





Baxter chasing a rooster

Turns out dogs aren’t allowed on any county beaches. Stuck in a car, we decide to check out a yoga place I found on the Internet. Tucked in the hills of the north shore, the yoga center is in the ritzy residential area of Princeville. We walk past the owner’s house, down a hill, to the yoga studio, a solid structure with wood floors, open windows all around, and surrounded by mountains. The cool air and birdsong make it conducive to yoga. Michelle, a tiny, vital woman of about 50, just finished a class. Her long, dark hair now streaked with grey has traces of sweat. She is the owner of Mana Yoga and is friendly and knowledgeable. She is pioneering her own kind of yoga in which your body is never in a 90 degree angle (ie: forward bend, down dog), she says it’s not natural and that’s why a lot of people get hurt doing yoga. Her creased, animated face, expresses her frustration with the yoga community and it’s insistence on doing harmful poses, that she is convinced, are relatively new. She has 25 years of experience behind her, she makes sense, so Dan and I don’t argue with her. We’d love to take a class but it’s a good 30 minutes away.

We tool around the north shore, fantasizing about moving there. The east shore and Kapa’a, where we live, is like Aurora (metaphorically) the north shore is like Aspen or Vail, very rich, very well landscaped.






Downtown Kapa'a

Back in Kapa’a town, (they add town after all the city names) we check out the community center. They have a pool and soccer field right along the beach. Inside, 3 women are taking a hula class while the teacher sings a Hawaiian song and plays ukelele. Her beautiful voice and simple notes are soothing and I think about trying the class. The schedule says they have a yoga class on Saturdays. The community center is minutes from our home; maybe I’ll check that out this week. We try 2 other grocery stores before going to the farmer’s market. One is a health food store called Hoku. I heard it was cheaper than Papaya’s which is where we went the other day. It is cheaper but still too expensive, I think I’ll have to give up my organic quest, seems it’s for people with bigger budgets than us. The other is an Asian market; the prices are fantastic, but there is not a lot of produce.

The farmers market is the big score, one-quarter mile, lined on both sides, with vendor after tightly packed vendor. Almost all of it is organic, and the variety is unbelievable. There is a guy whose nursery is on our street 2 blocks away. We talk to him about gardening (we’d save a bunch of money growing our own food and almost everyone does it here) and learn that everything grows like crazy all year long. We leave totally stoked; making plans for our new garden. Our hands are full; 3 bags of pineapple, limes, lemons, tangerines, greens, lettuce, tomatoes, papaya, chili peppers, eggplant, green beans, zucchini, broccoli, grapefruit, cucumber, a big bag of basil, and a huge avocado, for $32.00. Score! I’m so excited. We can live off that for 3 days. With the jasmine brown rice I got at Hoku, we can have stir-frys, eat healthy, and cheap. Now, I just have to find a great place to get fresh fish.






Lunch at home



-- posted from my IPhone

Location:Kaapuni Rd,Kapaa,United States

Day 4

A rooster call wakes me, it's about 5am. The sky is pitch black and thousands of stars are twinkeling brightly. There are no curtains, we don't need them for privacy, so the sky is what I see when I wake. I'm a little restless, having just had a bad dream.
Dan and I were in Colorado, still living there, and we had a dinner party for 6 couples. I was bedraggled and frumpy and I forgot to make dinner! Everyone came to eat and there was no food and I didn't care, it was because I had brain cancer. The stars have faded and the sun is making it's slow rise. I like the natural alarm clocks; roosters, birds and light. I start thinking about money, we still have quite a bit left but have spent a lot in the past 2 weeks. I wonder if we should take most of it and buy a property to rent out, maybe to tourists? We still need to buy things, Craigs List will do for the rest, still don't have Internet, that'll come Friday. Ideas...If I personal chef 3 times a week at $100.00 for a family of 4, I only need to work 3 days a week...Yesterday, while I was looking at the tourist magazines, I read an article that could have been written better. It's a start up and most of the articles are written by the same person, I'll call them, do one for free, see where it goes. I tell myself to relax, it'll all work out, in time, be patient.



Looking down, out of the bedroom window.

Mundane but necessary business to attend to today. After doing the bills, we go to the bank to order checks. Angela, our banking representitive, spends a good hour with us getting everything squared away and putting money in accounts to make the most interest. She also tells us a good place to get fresh fish, and about changing our drivers license (we have to take a wirtten test). We learn about her and her family, she learns about ours. It was really nice, the best banking experience ever. She even gave us a piggy bank which is good because Dan just commented on how needs a change jar.

Stopping for a quick curry before laundry, we find a treasure. We are less hungry because of the heat (a good thing) and we decide to split meals from now on. But, I'm glad we decided that after we ordered! My pineapple, shrimp curry is so good, I stuff myself, finishing it all. We won't be having dinner tonight.

I haven't done laundry at a laundry mat since I was in my early twenties, the one cool thing is that we are doing all 6 loads at once. Two loads are blankets, one sheets, one towels, two are clothes. All told $21.00, I suspect future trips will be 2 loads, sheets/towels and clothes.




Even the laundry mat parking lot has a view, don't let the dark clouds fool you, it's 79 degrees (iPhone says it feels like 81), it's perfect. Not too hot and breezy.
Doing laundry made us hot so we had to get a shave ice. The ice is shaved paper thin so as it melts it's almost creamy, my new favorite thing!

The Hawaiian people are so genuine and kind. The bank lady, a lady in the laundry, and the shave ice guy are mellow, patient (let's get to know eachother) and really interested in you. If providing a service they want to make sure you get the best thing for you. The lady at the bank spent a lot of time explaining the different options and leading us to the most profitable outcome, at no extra charge. The shave ice guy gave us an extra squirt of ice cream (today, at his reccomendation we tried it with melted ice cream on top), such nice, easy people. I have a feeling I'm gonna love it here!

It's so hot I make a comment about going to the beach for a swim, to which Dan says "let's go"! With the dogs loaded up and panting, we roll down the windows and head for the coast. There is a sign posted "no pets", oops. Driving down the coast Dan pulls over at a scenic overlook, 4 feet below the cliff overhang is the coconut coast bike trail. We walk along the ocean, Baxter pulling like crazy because he's used to running around off leash. People are riding their bikes, walking their dogs or playing music; one couple facing the beach playing Congo drums, a man, alone in his car, (a light mist is now falling) playing his guitar. I want to walk along the beach more often as sunset approaches.

-- posted from my IPhone

Location:Kaapuni Rd,Kapaa,United States

Day 3

Not much to say today, we didn't have much to do. The treehouse is pretty much set up to our liking. There are still things we want or need to do (like heavy cleaning) but that can wait. The bedframe was delivered and set up this morning, it looks nice. They hated when they forgot something, having to climb the steps several times.



Dan took the mini van back to Avis (we needed it to transport things like the couch) and got a reasonable priced car until the jeep arrives which should be here in the next 2 weeks. We hung out, he took a nap while I watched tv and looked at the tourist magazines I picked up. I starred places I wanted to go or things I wanted to do, circled places I wanted to work (all outdoors; ranches, tour boats, botanical gardens, and the like), underlined food topics of interest (like the farmers markets and such). It's early evening the local news is on and I've got homemade spaghetti sauce on the stove (cheap and easy).
No plans for tomorrow, maybe laundry, maybe snorkle, maybe both. Here are some pics I just took.



South view from atop our landing.



East view, grapefruit tree on left clementine tree in front. They both need help! We can get tips at the big farmers market on Saturday, it's on the community college's campus and they answer questions like that.



North view/entrance

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Location:Kaapuni Rd,Kapaa,United States

Day 2

We rise with the sun. Laying in my husbands arms, listening to the roosters cock-a-doodle-doing, I feel at peace. The moist air caresses my skin, fragrance from the flowers outside waft in. We love our new mattress, made of environmentally friendly memory foam, and a great night’s sleep has invigorated me. Our new home is like a tree house. We are enclosed by a 20 foot tree fence. It’s private, and from our place, you can see treetops forever. We stand naked, on our little landing at the top of the stairs, and watch the sunrise.

Ilissa gave me a hairclip and dubbed it the friendship clip. Having given up on my wild hair she thought it would help tame it. It does, I comb my hair and put in my friendship clip. We throw on our flip flops, I'm wearing a flimsy skirt and a blousey top. Small Town Coffee has free Wi-Fi so we set our laptops up outside and eat a bagle, sip some coffee and get on the Internet. There is a retired couple sitting next to us only, they're not a couple. They're good, old friends comfortable with eachother. They roll their own cigarettes, she writes and draws, he reads the paper commenting aloud on it's articles. Their friends stop by, he has been here since '94 and seems to know everyone. Clearly posted on the window is a no smoking sign but everyone on the deck is smoking!

We walk, hand in hand through promanads, hallways and sidewalks finding things to make our house a home. Nightstands, towel racks, bathroom shelves, shower shelf, dustpan and broom. We look at high arched faucets for the kitchen, $250.00, should of brought ours. $500.00 for a full size stove, should we? The one in the treehouse is old and gross. I turn onto an asile that Dan is in, he looks up, smiles and says I look pretty, I love it because I'm not feeling too pretty now-a-days. We have desert before lunch and stop to get a shave ice (not shaved ice), it's like a snow cone only better, because it's in Hawaii!

Linghi Mui (red, Dan) coconut (me)

Our last stop is Costco, we're getting the couch we saw yesterday. We get there just in time, it's the last one left. On the way out, 10 people say they want that couch, including the cashieer. Two people tell us they have it (one lady works there) and that we're going to love it.The couch is difficult to get inside. Dan and I managed to get it to the top of the stairs before I became useless. I just didn't have the strength to heave it over my head to manuver it just so. Luckily, Phil and Simone came home then. Phil runs up the stairs, chiding us under his breath for not waiting for him (it looked like rain) and helps Dan. They heave and hoe, to no avail. Simone runs Phil up some tools and he has the screen door off in no time. Still unable to get the couch in he knocks off the eve with his hammer, and it goes in. (I had a picture of this but it went missing)

After a lunch of turkey sammies with avacado ($1.00 each, 2x as big as ones in Colorado) we get to work. Dan assembles the "dining table" and chairs (actually patio furniture), puts together the bathroom shelves and one of the nightstands. I clean the kitchen cabinets (they are filthy), line them with shelf liner and put away the things Brian shipped us. I also clean glasses, bowls and glass tupperware, dry them and put them away.

The "dining room"

Sitting on the couch, the window open, rain is pouring down outside. We are spent but clean having just taken showers.The TV is searching for all available channels, there are a lot and it's taking forever. I'm going to make dinner; fresh pineapple and macadamia nuts!

P.S. I had a lot more pictures of the house I was going to post but I'll save the long, involved story, it didn't work. I may not be posting regularly until we get the Internet, my phone can't handle it and we can't afford to keep paying $25.00 for breakfast so I can use the Wi-Fi, plus, it's irritating the %$#! out of me to...well, I said I was going to skip that part!! Dan is on the phone right now trying to get it set up now, so hopefully soon!