This morning we had to rise early to drive Connor to take his SAT's at Waianae High School. Say that three times fast! No, don't. I kept talking about Waianae like it was another "W" town and pissing Dan off. Huh. Well, excuse me for screwing up the Hawaiian names of stuff. I'm going to call it "W Town" from now on. Some times I just want the man to at least pretend he knows what I'm talking about (because I certainly do!) or just relax and listen and cop on through context! I'm a woman, therefore: there will be plenty of verbally contextual clues! Anyway, I am very glad Connor took the SAT. I never did and I regretted it shortly after I graduated because . . . well, it was just harder to figure out which school to apply to and how etc. w/out the numbers. I think. I can't remember (I did apply last minute to the Art Institute of Seattle and they did not require the SAT score, just my money). I'll never know. Well, I'll learn with Connor. At which point, I'll forget until I re-learn this process with Rachel . . . . and, again with the process with Christian. I can't keep this stuff in my head like I'd like to. There's too much in there already and I'm afraid that that kind of thing can't stick around. Like, math.
Anyway, Waianae is, like, in Egypt it's so far to drive. Folks, on this Island, you get looked at cross-eyed if you say you live HERE and you have to go further than THERE (give it a five mile radius, unless we're talking about a mall experience - everyone drives for miles to get to a mall around here). Look at this map.
See Pearl Harbor? Yes, we live there on an island called Ford Island. Okay. Find Makaha (left on the map in dark print). Waianae is just before (literally) Makaha. It is a long drive when you consider the island and how many folks are living, let alone driving, on it.
When I signed up and paid for this test I had to choose a high school for him to take it at. There was one near Kailua . . . or Waianae (I read Farrington Hwy - I knew where that was even if it was a 'long'-ish road). I didn't realize HOW long it was, but none the less, I figured not much further than our dentist (Kapolei - which is 16 miles one way from where we live - on the map it would roughly be that white bit across from the words Honolulu on the map; the white bit w/ no words). I had to "hear" about this mistake for a bit.
Seriously. I picked that school to annoy you, Mr. O. He wasn't mad, but rather didn't understand how I could think Waianae is closer than Kailua. After 19 years together he still hasn't learned that, although I'm pretty good at geography, I'm not good at judging distances on a small island. What's the big deal??? You can drive all the way around this thing in less than two hours (if traffic is in your favour). Waianae isn't that far when you put it in that way.
The drive was beautiful. The ocean was gorgeous. We drove through Ko' Olina resorts where Disney is making a resort (rumoured to open this August; it looks just about ready) and we saw the Pirate ship (the one in the Pirates of the Caribbean films) again. I don't know why it's dry docked there unless Disney has plans for it . . . that's probably "it".
Tomorrow, if the sun is shining, and after Mass, we are going to Waimea Falls. Finally. The weather might cooperate so we can do a family day out.
Wishing you all a pleasant and blessed weekend . . . with hopefully names of places that are easy to pronounce.
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Staying "home" in the "kitchen" and I can definitely pronounce those places, at least before a few glasses of Sangria, which I hope to have after our big "party" later today. Off to cook. More. Hope you have a great Sunday.
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