Cigars

October 19, 2020

I was employed as a legal secretary and legal assistant for many years in Hawaii.

I reported directly to HH, who was the managing partner of a well known law firm. He was a smart man, smart enough to graduate from Hastings Law School in Berkeley, California and pass the Hawaii Bar Exam

The thing I did not like about him was his cigar smoking. My desk was located right outside his office. I breathed in that smoke all day. The cigar odor permeated my hair, skin, and clothing. It was just awful!

Anyway, I left that law firm after about three years, and the next law firm was smoke-free.

In fact, Hawaii passed a law, banning smoking in office buildings, department stores, restaurants, hospitals, etc. What a relief!

I am so glad that David and I don’t smoke. Our lungs are clear, and we can breathe easily and freely.

This is a photo of me at a Christmas party in HH’s law firm, taken in 1988:

Finger food and a chat

October 17, 2020

As you know, I love to invite friends over for light refreshments and a chat. When the pandemic is over, I plan to host another small party, featuring finger food, such as Chicken salad sandwiches, Raw veggies with Ranch dip, Corn chips, Pickles, and Mini muffins. Beverages will be apple juice, water, and coffee (caffeine or decaf).

We will eat around the coffee table, seated on our upholstered leather furniture, which is more comfortable than our dining chairs.

This is the brand new polyester table cloth I bought for my coffee table from Amazon. Oh my, there were so many colors to choose from. I chose fuschia. I’ll bring out my yellow cloth napkins. The fuschia and the yellow will echo the colors in my area rug:

Now, I just have to wait for the pandemic to be over before I invite friends over for finger food and a chat.

Friends in Washington, DC

October 15, 2020

In August 2013, David and I spent three days in Washington, DC. (not the first time we have been there). As usual, we saw the White House and the Capitol as well as Arlington Cemetery and the National Mall:

We had lunch with my blog friends, Denise (left) and Dianne (right), along with their husbands. Dianne and her husband are now deceased. Her daughter, Bella Rose, has a blog and is listed on my blogroll. Denise still comments on my blog and is also listed on my blogroll:

We also had lunch with my own personal friends, Virginia and Matt. I have known Virginia and Matt since the 1960s. Matt is now deceased:

True friends remain friends forever even though we don’t communicate with each other as often as we would like. Even in death, they are close to my heart.

This month, David and I voted in the General Election. We shall see who will occupy the White House next year and which party will dominate the Senate and the House.

Take-out Indian food

October 13, 2020

David drove to Bombay Palace Restaurant in Waikiki yesterday to order Indian food.

Vegetable Pakoras with 2 delicious dipping sauces (one spicy and one barbecue flavor):

We liked the Garlic Naan with melted butter on top:

Lamb Boti Kababs. These were over cooked, but they had good flavor:

Coconut Chicken Curry. This was the best dish of all, perfectly seasoned and spicy:

Basmati Rice to go with the Curry:

David, about to eat his Lamb Boti Kabab:

Me, about to eat a piece of Garlic Naan:

Next time, we will order Lamb Shish Kababs instead of the Lamb Boti Kababs, as I like them better. We’ll also order Samosas.

We are Foodies in every sense of the word. We love all kinds of cuisines, and are always willing to try something new.

Cornish game hens

October 11, 2020

Note the beautiful yellow rose in full bloom with matching yellow tablecloth and napkins. David and I toasted each other with chilled apple juice:

I roasted two small cornish game hens for 1 hour and 15 minutes at 350F. Prior to roasting, I sprinkled salt all over the top of the hens and inserted orange wedges into the cavity of each hen.

When the oven timer rang, I took out the hens and wiggled the drumsticks. They moved easily, which meant the hens were cooked.

I plated the cooked hens and also added salad greens with cherry tomatoes and sliced mini cucumbers.

Then, I drizzled creamy ranch dressing over it all.

It was absolutely delicious! The hens were so juicy and seasoned just right. The orange wedges that I had inserted into each cavity infused the birds with orange flavor. The salad provided a refreshing twist to the meal. And the ranch dressing hit the spot.

Dessert: Blueberry cream pie from Ted’s Bakery. To die for!

I am always happy when a meal I prepared turns out so well.

Julia’s acrylic painting

October 9, 2020

Maria and Julia came by yesterday. Julia presented me with an acrylic painting on canvas that she had painted. It looks like a self-portrait and is abstract in its rendering. Beautiful! Thank you so much, Juls.

My friend, Dawn

October 7, 2020

One of my dearest friends, Dawn, passed away in 2018 at the age of 85. She was an immigrant from Australia, who eventually found her way to Hawaii. She was a librarian, who also enjoyed writing fiction. She and I exchanged books that we both had written and self-published.

She was a lovely friend. Whenever we got together, we discussed our literary endeavors, especially her trying to find an agent, who would accept and promote her new work. We also participated in book signings and discussed our book sales.

September 2008. Dawn, David, and Marilee in my home. Marilee was a mutual friend of ours:

November 2008. Dawn, Cloudia, me, and David at Bombay Indian Restaurant in Waikiki. Cloudia was also a writer, whom I met via my blog:

May 2009. Me, David, and Dawn at Chiang-Mai Thai Restaurant in Honolulu:

Dawn had a number of serious health issues to contend with. But, she did manage to live to age 85.

A beautiful, intelligent lady now gone. I miss her a lot.

RIP, Dawn.

Georgia O’Keeffe’s art exhibit – 2013

October 5, 2020

Back in July 2013, the Honolulu Museum of Art displayed Georgia O’Keeffe’s art. She had visited Hawaii during the 1930s and fallen in love with the plants. I was amazed that her art was still vibrant after all these years.

My friend, Flo, met me at the museum in 2013. She liked this oil painting the most, because green is her favorite color:

I loved this one, because of the striking combination of red and green against the white, billowy clouds with the blue sky peeking through:

Flo and I had a simple lunch at the open-air cafe on the premises:

Yes, I had very short hair in 2013.

Flo is a very talented artist herself. I have four of her oil paintings displayed in my home.

All in all, we had a good time. It’s always nice to view art with an artist.

Trimming the trees

October 3, 2020

The neighbor’s trees shed so many leaves into our patio that we had to sweep them up three times a day. David decided to trim the trees:

After I swept up the branches and leaves, this is the result: A much neater patio:

Then, David walked into our backyard to check up on the dragon fruits. They were all green, so we have another week to go before they ripen:

That’s it for now, folks.

“Gypsy”

October 1, 2020

We watched “Gypsy,” a 1993 movie about the famous striptease artist, Gypsy Rose Lee. It is based on her memoir, published in 1957. The musical by the same name was produced in 1959. The music was composed by Jule Styne and the lyrics by Stephen Sondheim, with choreography by Jerome Robbins.

The 1993 movie we saw starred Bette Midler as Rose (Gypsy’s mother), and Cynthia Gibb as Gypsy.

I must say it was much better than the movie I saw in 1962, which starred Rosalind Russell and Natalie Wood.

The movie begins in Seattle, Washington, where the two young sisters, Louise and June, dance and sing in vaudeville. Their mother (left) is very controlling and domineering:

They eventually realize that vaudeville is going out of fashion. June elopes with her boyfriend, a dancer from the show. Louise stays with her mother, Rose.

To support herself and Rose, Louise decides to become a high class, witty striptease artist, with the emphasis on tease. She changes her name to Gypsy Rose Lee:

She is amazingly successful, and her classy act is booked all over the United States and Europe:

What follows is fame that begets more than enough money to support herself and Rose:

However, it is sad to see Herbie call off his wedding with Rose, who is more interested in basking in her daughter’s fame and glory than becoming a boring housewife:

David and I really enjoyed the music, which is still heard at pop concerts everywhere.

The fact that it is a true story intrigued us, so we googled for more information about Gypsy Rose Lee. You might want to do the same.