She stands studious at five feet eight, long brown hair, and light brown eyes.  A fair maiden and plays the piano beautifully.   Her name is Del. 

Steve fell through the cracks of the system.  From three months old he was in Foster Care.  Now at twenty-two and childlike,  he soon will become a father himself.  At eighteen he was no longer a ward of the State.  He was Nobody’s Child.

(to be continued)

This is our 5th year since we started the Slippah Project.  Last year, we became a Foundation.  We are small compared to other Non Profits.  We don’t have an office, employees, or any fancy stuff.  All our donations goes to our Keiki and their Ohana. 

When we started, it was just slippahs for the children.  As the years increased, we gave slippahs for the adults too.  Also toys, can goods, clothes and one time we gave two pallets of cabbages from the Food Bank.  The Christmas Celebration at Mayor Wright Homes became an Annual Event bringing joy and good cheer to the residents and the children.  This year will be be held on Dec. 22, 2010 and sponsored by Kaukau Wagon as it has been since we started.

Hopefully, we’ll have enough funds to give to all the keiki this year as we did in 2008.  One of regular Santa’s Helper went to heaven.  And many of the others have closed shop.  It’s tough out there.  But I believe….that the magic of Christmas will come through for the forgotton ones this year.

The forgotton children.

Please kokua.

http://www.slippah.org

I’m here at Dialysis as a Body Guard for MAMA .  She was threaten the other day by a woman in the waiting room.  She was walauing with four other patients.  The woman shouted from the other side of the room and said “What are you talking about?”  They all turned to look at her.  Then the woman shouted and said “Yeah, my phone and text messages said you are the one talking about me!!”  She was reffering to MAMA!!  She threatened her to watch out cause she knows people.  

A report was made of the incident.  I am here this morning.  In fact, I am sitting right in front of the woman as I type.  I’ve looked at her several times and smiled.  She doesn’t look like a danger or someone to cause harm.  She’s  quite silent today.  Or am I intimidating, typing in front of her?  I think not.  She’s the interpreter for the Micronesians.  She is the spouse of a patient.  Maybe she is stressed out?  I know all to well how hard it can be of taking care of loved one who is ill.  Especially, one who is in Hospice Status.  Respite care is available for those who take care of the afflicted.  Social Services should be on top of things like these but are often not because of cuts from services.  

Four hours after:  My observations are as follows:  Patients needs to be considerate of other patients in the room.  Other patients and guests were complaining they couldn’t hear the t.v. due to loud conversations by other patients.  There used to have an employee in the room monitoring the patients and letting them know when it was their turn to go into treatment.  I observed several patients in wheelchairs having a difficult time going in the restroom.  An accident ready to happen.  I observed splattered urine on the toilet seat and cleaned it up.  These patients are on borrowed time.  They deserve to be going to a clean and safe facility at all times.  Mahalo,  Auntie P. 

Aloha, The dust has settled but the fight continues on this issue.  This is my passion to inform my constituents and the people of Hawai’i of what is happening.  My classmate wrote me on FaceBook the day after the election “They fear the TRUTH.”  Like it or not, if nothing is done…it will be facing everyone in the face soon.  Please go to http://www.honolulualliance.org for more information.  Mahalo, Auntie Lynn

“A Veteran is someone, who at one point in their life, wrote a blank check payable to the United States of America for an amount up to, and including, their life. That is beyond honor, and there are way too many people in this country who no longer remember that fact.”

Mahalo to the Men and Women of The United States Armed Forces!!

Recently I had my heart check.  It was found to be normal.  However, although normal, the pills made my heart have cardiac spasms.  The pain was intense.  Heavy, like someone sitting on my chest.  The first episode occured at the N.B. Meeting and I took an nitro and the pain went away.  In the car, I told fellow N.B. Member, Sesnita Moepono “I Love You!”  She really cares about our Community and Hawaii. 

The next morning, I felt uncomfortable.  I couldn’t put on a bra.  The tightness was coming back.  And I was getting pist off.  I wasn’t afraid.  Just pist off.  If I was going to die, I wanted to die with somebody around at least.  LOL  So I called DH to come home and take me to the doctor.  And das what happend.  Now, I going lose weight the normal way.  Eat less, exercise and walk.  No fly by nights or miracle pills. 

Den again…if it’s your time to go, you’re going.  So the question is  “Are you afraid to Die?”  Like I said “I was pist that I was alone!”  LOL

Lord, let me finish what I want to write to today.  Amen

Our regular service was put aside yesterday.  In it’s place, Pastor Jerry talked about the Elections in Bibical Terms.  He’s not your typical Pastor.  He wears jeans and bright yellow pull over shrits.  His voice, mellow.  He’s down-to-earth.  I travel from Honolulu to Ewa Beach to listen to his sermons when I can.   

Behind me sat another House Candidate who lost her bid to office.  She belongs to the Republican Party.  I, belong to the Democratic Party.  We are sisters in Christ.   We were asked what happened?  The foundation of our country and our state brought us to where we are.  We as Christians have no one to blame except ourselves.  We need to be the sparks to light the fire within each and everyone of those who do believe but have faded somehow.  What once was can now become again.  Wake up and rise.  Wake up and behold his mighty hand.  Wake up my brothers and sisters.  It is a new day.  A new beginning.

Fear not.

Philippians 4:13 — I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.

Auntie Lynn

Dang.  It’s been too freaken long I forgot how to blog!   I dunno how to use this darn WordPress Functioms.  I’m lost.  I want to post pictures and it goes all ova da freaken screen.  LOL  I going get um.  Take time…but I got um. 

I am on a mission.  I am battling my FAT again.  When I saw the picture above with the other politicians on stage at the Filipino Rally in Waipahu, reality hit me straight in the face!  I was bigger than the rest!  Bumbucha Bumble Bee Lynn!!  I didn’t laugh anymoa.  I cried inside…I brought it to myself.  Too much good kaukau.  Don’t know wen to stop.

Weight:  220 pounds.  Desired weight:  Reality:  195 pounds  (Big Smiles)

Wat?  It’s da Holidays. 

Love and ALOHA,

Auntie Pupule

Going be on going cause it’s going to take moa den one day.  Hello.  And I will change names to protect the innocent and not get sued from the guilty.  LOL

Let the cleansing begin.  Nah….not going do that.  Pray for everybody.  Whatever happened is past.  Let’s go forward to a brighter day.  Period.

The Slippah Foundation has started it’s fund raising.  http://www.slippah.org

Mahalo,

Auntie Pupule