Friday, February 21, 2014

50 Year celebrations announcement this morning

5km Fun Run and Walk kicks off celebrations

20 February 2014

sorry, come again?

err, ....

Two words.

Ooofer. Kokomz. 

anyone for a donut from Salvation Kitchen?

My not so intimate moments with a physio.

After weeks of nagging pain to my lower back, (and not from Kama Sutraic events unfortunately) I finally accepted that I needed to see the fomai. 
Because in NZ, like most places - you need to see the fomai first to get a referral to whatever specialist you need. Unless you're in Samoa and doing the specialist. Anyhow. Digressing.
When we went in yesterday, the lovely doctor asked if it's okay that the really aesthetically pleasing faced gentleman who was entertaining my smalls in the waiting room could be in the room? He is a medical student from UoAM. 
"Sure" (but can you fuck off with the kids so I can undress for him?)...thankfully my thoughts are not audible. Phew. 
Anyhow, as luck (or is it bad luck) would have it, the aesthetically pleasing gentleman was a physio before he became a med student. 
He tells me pretty much everything I know anyway, about posture, shifting positions etc but I totally listen and go uh huh, uh huh, yup, yes, I exercise a lot. No, I don't bend over, I bend my knees. (But for you I can bend over honey pie sugar plum). 
Pugi - if you were there you'd be thinking the same thing. 
He tells me everything right about my back but not what I want to hear...a magic pill that will take away the farken pain. 

So the doc asks about what aggravates it., and I explained that my job requires lots of driving to places, eg tomorrow (today) I will be going to my workplace and will be on the road for 4-5 hours drive, and when I go to places, I have to carry heavy boxes, 13kg per boxes and other stuff. 
She looked at me and said "You're not a courier driver are you?"  Hahah. 
No, but those buggers probably get paid more than me these days though. 
Now, the doc continues writing and aesthetically pleasing physio asks if he can check my back, and can I lift my top up to my bra - (oh boy, this is the point where I remember I'm wearing my super comfy geriatric bra. It is so geriatric that it shouldn't be called a bra but a 'conservative garment that is practical but lacks personality'
Malo Le Eva !
Lava ia ga fagogo. 

Friday, February 14, 2014


Kids say the darnest things - this is so so true.
Tui's vocab is developing so fast the last few weeks, and at 3 years and 5 days of his life, this is what needs to be documented:

This morning - as usual, he doesn't want to get out of his pajamas, so I am calling, then yelling at him to come change out of his nappy. Then I said things like "No one wants to hang out with a smelly boy...come change your nappy!", still he doesn't listen. Finally, I grab him, smack down on the couch and wipe him down:
Me: "Sole, we need to clean your stinky balls mate" 
His response made MM and I laugh so hard:
"No Mom! My balls are not stinky, my balls are PERFECT!"

Okay Mr Too Sure!
ha ha ha - Happy Valentines to you too!.

Tuesday, February 11, 2014

I rediscovered my diaries - oh. em. gooooch.

some things I realized after leafing through one of them:

- I was a little bit angry in my writing when I was a teenager.(and even now and then - hah) 
- I spent a lot of time back then on the phone (landline) talking to friends, talking nonsense, poor teenagers looking for sponsors. For example:
"Don called this afternoon and he asked, "what you are guys doing today?" and I said "nothing, we want to go to the beach but we have no money" then he said, "but i thought you guys got $20 yesterday" and i said, "yeah, but we spent it between school and the market so we hitched a ride from someone to go home" and then he hung up and said if we come up with any money, he and his family will be at the middle grandstand at Apia Park. After he hung up, I called the others and asked if we want to go. Thankfully, J got some money off her dad and we can now go. I fucken hate Kilisi for stealing my money. I hate being poor. fuck!" many little conversations in these diaries!!!
-I write them knowing that there was never any privacy at Lalovaea because all the other people in the house would open it and read it, so every other page has messages like "If you are reading my diary, I hate your guts you loser, aikae"...omg, hahahah - so funny!(now)....and when I say everyone has read my diaries, I mean everyone, this was definitely possible because my sister Lagipoiva took them with her when she moved out, so anyone who visited her - would have also read it, because they were on her shelves~! strange looking at my brother in law and he sees right through me. hahah kefs.
-There are people in those diaries who are no longer here, but I cried reading through some of the memories of them alive. ): but happy memories though, happy because the stories reminded me of them as they were in their daily life, with death not even a thought.  
-some very pivotal events took place that changed my way of thinking - except, I didn't know it then.
They were unpleasant and sad but, now I look back and am thankful, it prepared me for (no, I'm not crying out for attention here my loves, not at all.
some of those events is why I'm a crazy beeetch today. ....oi aueka.
when i find time, I will type out one of my crazy real life stories that I wrote in that diary. You will be pissing yourself laughing, or perhaps going "aha! no wonder why e kau lusi nuts of le ulu i si keige"


Monday, February 10, 2014

Pani & Pani and the search for Mr Lavalava Ep 7

Just hilarious.......I can't wait for Samoa!!

Saturday, February 08, 2014

Samoa vs England Wellington sevens 2014

My aunty's commentary during the Samoa England game this arvo:

"Flo the ball, Flo the ball!!! Sheet, why you not pass the ball????
Of bloody sheet, Flo the fucking ball!....silence. 
Keo, why he not Flo the ball?  Bloody shit!"

....Lordy lord, give me the strength.

Wednesday, February 05, 2014


United World College is urgently searching for a Maori or Pacific youth who would be interested in studying and living in Singapore for two years on an all-inclusive scholarship.

UWC grants scholarships to study and live abroad for 160 students from over 80 different countries every year. 

Requirements is that the applicant must be:
. New Zealand citizens
. between the ages of 15 and 17 (although there are exceptions)
. from the Maori or Pacific Islands community
. from a background whose family economic circumstances are modest, and without this scholarship opportunity, would not have had the opportunity to come to UWCSEA (UWC Singapore)
. who both wishes to share his culture with fellow students, and learn about the diverse cultures of fellow students.

For more information visit the website or click here. You can also contact Christina Brookgreen at


Tuesday, February 04, 2014

A glimpse into life in Tonga through the lens of that girl who sails the alia:

I've been a bit busy lately and zero motivation to blog, but I have been following this blog and loving it:

Best of all, she is doing a click project and is updating consistently, which is fabulous considering MOST of my usual bloggers are just as err, lazy busy as I.

So yeah, 5 aveaus to you Audrey for updating....everyone else, Fired.  

Forgot to say....

Our friend Marie just became Dr. Marie in Australia overnight, Felicitation smartypants! celebrate, we made some madeleines this evening.....yummmmayyy~!!!

In other news:

eh, lava ga kala.

manuia le po.