Man it's good to find time to write again, these past 3 weeks have been such a drain, mentally and physically, work has been very demanding, with shedules to meet, and being pushed to the limits of our endurance.

But now I got 3 days to forget about the stresses of work, and believe me, I forgotten already..lol.. But theres one thing I am looking forward to this weekend, and thats to spend some time with my love! Jan I hope your reading this, because I can't wait!

But for now lets get back to a story that happened a long time ago, when I was a kid, I was around 10 at the time, we lived in the country at the base of the Koolau's, which is a mountain range on the the Island of Oahu, in the mountains behind our house there were a lot of history and a lot of artifacts to be seen, there were Hawaiian graves and stone walls , and even sacraficial stones and pits, these stones were very large and the shape of a human was indented into the stone, so that if you were to lay on it, you would fit perfectly, and back in the old days a slave or captured warrior was taken to these boulders, and layed on it and there throats would be cut, to please there Gods.

So now you have a back ground on where I lived as a young ladd, now to the story. One day my mom came to us at breakfast and she told my dad and the rest of us not to go around the house, because we had a visitor during the night, so we all agreed not to go back there, and as the day wore on, I happened to over hear my mom tell my dad that a Menehune, had come and he was a bad one, he had defecated right below the the stairs to the back door, so now I was curious, and I just had to see it, when I went back there my mom had already taken cared of it, she had placed two large Taro leaves over it, so I sneaked over to look under the leaves, it was a very large pile, Oh shez! I'm getting ahead of myself, let me explain what a Menhune' is, there the little people of Hawaii, like the Lepprechauns of Ireland, it's said that if you ever see a Menehune' never tell anyone or for the rest of your life you will suffer the worst luck Imaginable. But getting back to the story, what was strange about this dodo was there was colors to it, swirls of reds and greens and browns, but there was no smell, strange, but I covered it up again and left it.

At dinner that night my mom told us that it was Menehune' dodo, and that she had placed Taro leaves over it, and that how ever made it will come tonight and take it back, now I couldn't wait for the morning to go and see if it would be gone, so I started to ask my mom some questions about it, I asked her why the Menehune' had made dodo and the bottom of the stairs, she said that one of us had seen something while in the mountains, and it wants us not to tell, so I took it as that, so when the morning came I asked my mom if we could check if the dodo was gone, so we went back there together, and she lifted the taro leaves, and low and behold, it was gone, nothing remained, it was like it was never there.

This experience was the start to my education in the the majik that is Hawaii.

These Menehune' sure have a a strange way of leaving messages for folk...lol...fancy waking up to a pile of coloured dodo on ya back doorstep!

It was a great story though love, so who was it that had seen sommat in the mountains and what had they seen...did you ever find out?

I can't wait to spend time with you either love, see you when you wake.