
Incoming Rant: Hawaiian Characters in Media


Now to be fair, this is actually a take on something Hawai’i-local Portuguese make but with watercress or kale. But collard greens is called Portuguese cabbage in Hawai’i and well, that’s what I know it as.

I know a lot of women see their “power” in their vaginal region but I honestly am not that attached to it and haven’t given it this much thought. EVER.

In going through all of these surgeries and organ removals, it’s been interesting to see and hear how people assign a feminine aspect to body parts. For some it’s the vagina itself and others attach significance to the labia and other spots. Now this isn’t about female circumcision — which is a horrific and dehumanizing practice — but rather what DEFINES sexual identity and the power people give certain fleshy areas, including boobs. Continue reading “Rambling about Bits and Lack Thereof.”


So in the ongoing surgical news… in about a month and a half, they’ll be opening me up again and poking into my bladder to repair the sieve from that end. Until then, it’s stay the course, try to be healed more, don’t break anything, don’t catch anything, and most of all, don’t go stir crazy.
AND they dropped the new Indiana Jones trailer which… ah, Harrison Ford is a old school hard yes for me. Always has been. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZfVYgWYaHmE
I’m going to be making curry stew tomorrow. I’ll try to remember to post pictures. Cooking is hard because well, unbalanced still and I’m working off a new round of surgical gas which makes me even more scattered than normal. I’m like a drunk hummingbird.
This is one of my favourite dishes. Probably because of the noodles but nom.
Today’s Borking Report…
Well I was taking a shower when Auntie Paige got here so I missed her but I definitely heard the Potato leaving because there was BORKING to be done!
He apparently had a fantastic time because he’s snoring away in his living room bed and enjoying the 72ºF / 22ºC weather. I’ve got the doors open (the screen doors are still closed so no bugs in and no cats out) and he’s getting a nice light breeze coming off the back yard.
Mostly, he’s snoring.
I’ll be spatchcocking a turkey later because I was just too creaky yesterday to cook but oh we shall have food tonight. 😀 I’m still debating if I should marshmallow the sweet potatoes. I mean, that IS traditional but I’m also just fond of mashed sweet potatoes with butter. Oh… since it’s Friday, maybe I should see if I can order some purple ones and have those instead. 😀
Hey! The Borker DID get a groom and is looking snazzy. He does like getting groomed. Spa days for the Potato are a good thing.
From his Auntie Paige:
Today, Gus had two things to bork at and had to pick which one he was going to concentrate on. We were walking by somebody’s house and they walked out of their front door just as we got by them. And then a UPS truck drove past. Gus picked that UPS! He completely ignored the people and let them go on their merry way. 🙂
Best, Paige

So again in the long line of stuff happening, next week will be another round of let’s see where Rhys is broken and fix it. Maybe. If we can find it.
I can tell you I’m looking forward to actually sleeping a full night but let’s not get too crazy.
The weather’s been odd. Cold at night then amping up to a nice balmy mid 70s in the day. Which is great but oh man, I miss rain and fog. That’s why I do love going up to San Francisco because it’s my favourite kind of weather but dear lord, too expensive to live there. Tamm’s always trying to get me to move to Donegal but as lovely as that place is, it’s a bit too small for me. Also, I like having hot and cold running wifi. 😀
On the writing front, I am healing my brain a bit and plotting. And day dreaming a lot which is actually a good sign because disconnecting is the space I write in. There is this… layer? I don’t have a good word for it but it’s the mindspace where my imagination exists or rather the oddness of words and what I see. That seems to be opening up a bit more.
Mind you, I’ve also been having to share the couch with Badger who is of the opinion that if I bring something to cover my knees with, it is now his and he rakes it into a pile to sleep on. So far, I have lost one blanket and one sheet. I’d lost an additional sheet but I reclaimed that this afternoon.
Harley has spent her evenings hunting the tiny possum we have living on the hill. Actually what she’s doing is death-staring out of the sliding glass door as the wee possum trundles by. None of our cats go outside. Well Badger gets taken to his catio but we don’t let them roam free. I think Harley is just incensed that there is something outside and it either has to obey the house rules and come in or feck off.
Gojira the baby is now larger than both of the others combined. I swear to God she is. She’s a chonker and well, still in the chaos goblin mode of a teenaged cat.
My COVID is long gone and I have some residual coughing from the cold thing I had along with COVID. Of course, I have to take a different COVID test so I can go into surgery but I also have to do bodily fluids tests as well so going to knock that off tomorrow morning. Which means someone going to be sticking a bunch of needles in me and there’s this one guy who is always angry and salty at the lab. I’ve decided if I get assigned to him, I’m going to ask for a re-do.
And now Badger’s pissy because the dog went outside and he didn’t. Because he wants to go to his catio. Oh, and possibly even more salty because all the cats got some flea meds. It’s warm during the day so there’s been some insect activity. Like a plague! Waiting for the frogs.
If you’re in the US and celebrate Thanksgiving, I hope you have a great time sharing a meal with friends and family. If you don’t celebrate Thanksgiving, I still hope you have a good meal with people you love or even share a can of sardines with your cat.
Much love to all of you and I’ll keep you up to date on the body shenanigans once I learn more. 😀
Borks were postponed due to travel and COVID but we are back on sked!
Today’s BORKING REPORT!
Ah, it’s been very cool in the morning so the Potato had to get his jacket on. Of course Paige and I got scolded because we were chatting about something and holding up his Bork. We HAVE to remember, Bork First, Talk Later.
He apparently had a grand time on his bork and came home very very happy and tired. Currently, he’s snoozing on his bed in the living room.
On Weds, his Auntie Charity will be here to give him a nice scrubbing and a trim because he is a stinky, itchy pupper who needs a good haircut. We’ll see how it goes. 😀
From his Auntie Paige:
Gus had a relatively quiet walk until on the way home a man on a bicycle went by and Gus thought that was very rude of him and had to say so!
I love his big puffer jacket! It makes him look very official. 🙂
Best,
Paige
