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'elelu

i was feeling somewhat self-conscious today that our family and
friends were starting to think i've been lax in cleaning since we moved.
this occurred to me as i was thinking that we never shared what
our native hawaiian friend told us before we settled here:

"everyone has roaches. it doesn't mean you're dirty or your neighbor
is dirty. they are everywhere and so you just do your best to keep
the kitchen clean and food put away. but they'll still find their
way into your house."

any doubts i had about the validity of her statement were clearly
dismissed when i came accross this as i read "the hawaiian alphabet"
to owen toinght:



they even glare at you from the picture, don't they!

Comments

mama mia said…
'elelu
amor fou
what to do!

coexist?
make a fist?
smashed, not missed
lehpve said…
I can vouch for that, Erin. We didn't have any in our first two apartments in Honolulu, but when we moved into our third one, which was older and only two stories, it was hopeless. Once someone told me they not only eat food but soap, too, I gave up the guilt.
Karin said…
When I was a kid we used to go to Maui every year for a conference my dad attended. One year we rented a minivan. There were even roaches IN THE VAN. Its definitely not your fault.
jcom said…
Dude there were even ants in the kabillion dollar cottage they put us up in on Maui. Don't blame yourself for the 'elelu!

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