Less than three days to go until we leave on our annual fall trip to Honolulu, that is! Due to some unfortunate schedule conflicts, we had to drop the dogs off at the boarding kennel today instead of Friday. It is very quiet without the pitter-patter, or should that be rumble-thunder-whomp, of giant Rottweiler paws through the house.
For those that didn’t “know” me before NaBloPoMo, I was born in Honolulu and lived there until I went away to college (Northwestern University, Evanston, IL). I didn’t graduate, but I did stay in Chicago since it was a great place to make a decent living at the time. The reason the trip to Honolulu is an annual one is because the rest of my family is way smarter than I am, and stayed there or returned there after their time away.
And in regards to an earlier post where I stated I was unwilling to fully support either presidential candidiate, I’m sure some of you are now wondering how it is that I couldn’t support someone whose life took the same geographic path that mine did. For the record: I’m 3 years older than Barack Obama. I also went to Punahou, but only until the third grade (I graduated from a public high school, McKinley). If you saw the photos from Obama’s trip to Honolulu to visit his grandmother, her apartment is a block from the Buddhist temple my grandmother belonged to, and the dormitory where my mother worked for a few years. One of my own jobs during high school was in that neighborhood as well. My life in Chicago has been almost completely apolitical though, except for belonging to ABATE (motorcyclists rights group) and making my phone calls or writing my letters against any type of breed-specific legislation.
I might come back to that later, or not. Not tonight though. I also think I’ll save any Honolulu-related thoughts for when I’m actually there, and when I can post photos to go along with my thoughts.
Back to the Rottweilers for a moment though. I miss them already. Soooooo quiet here!