She brought a lovely piece of lace which she designed and created with her own two hands. On the back of the frame she included the original pattern and a hand-written note explaining that the lace was a one-of-a-kind piece that was mine alone. She also signed the frame with both her given name and her nickname.
Look at the incredible colors in my piece of lace. I keep this right here on my desk beside my computer.
Jientje also brought a coffee table book of her own photographs. That she also signed. You can see the inscription below:
I am sharing this now, so long after Jeintje left the island, because I was sworn to silence until after she returned home. She provided each of her hosts with similar gifts and she wanted them to be a surprise at every stop. I can’t speak for the others, but I know Melli & Thom are sharing theirs today, too, so go by and check out the designs of their lace.
Shopping bag in one hand, camera in the other. Jientje couldn’t resist the stores and had to visit every one. I think she saw more of them then any other sites in Hawaii. I’m sure though, when she gets to publishing her photographs, her camera will tell a different story!
We decided to go to one of the most natural and beautiful beaches on the island yesterday — Makaha. Thom and I both love it there and were looking forward to sharing it with Jientje. Thom and Ella were the first to the car. This is what Jientje and I found when we got there:
I took the cigarette from Ella and gave her a lecture on the evils of smoking. She said that she wants to be just like Thom. Yikes!
Jientje started taking photos the moment the car began rolling. About the time we made it to Makaha Road, an hour and a half later (the time was because of distance, traffic and stopping to take photos), the batteries in Jientje’s camera died. She hadn’t brought any others.
Jientje suggested stopping at, Paradise Isle Makaha; a visitor’s center, surf shop, sporting goods store, souvenir store and trendy boutique all-in-one. Jientje wanted batteries & slippers (flip-flops to those if you who don’t speak “island”). She’d worn low heeled sandals and didn’t want to try to negotiate the beach in them.
I said I didn’t think the shop sold batteries. Thom said a souvenir shop would have to sell batteries. When Amoeba and I lived lived in Makaha I liked visiting that little (it’s really rather large yet manages to feel intimate) shop and the people who work there are wonderfully friendly, so in we all went.
Jientje went straight to the beach appropriate footwear:
She tried on high heels and dresses and blouses and bras and danced around the store like a ballerina. She even emerged from the changing room wearing nothing but her new bra and her slacks. She was looking for the sales girl to help her with the fitting. We were a bit surprised. Thom recovered first and took a picture.
Jientje was surprised that we were surprised. “What”? She said. “I needed help.”
While Jientje shopped, Thom and I had our hands full.
Ella, excited about going to the beach and working on her tan, got into the tanning lotion. I think she “tested” every kind. Thom really had an argument with her when she wanted to eat the coconut smelling stuff. I told her to go ahead and let her taste it. He said he wasn’t about to drive around with a sick elephant in his car. Since I was sharing the backseat with her, I saw the wisdom in that and we redirected Ella’s attention.
Thom bought her earrings:
Ella liked the “island girl” look and tried on the coconut bangle bracelets. She dug through bins of sea shells, checked out all the post cards, tried on clothing, then, about the time Thom and I were exhausted, she declared she was tired. Whew!
Unfortunately, she decided to relax at the cashier’s desk:
Fortunately, Shanna and Tasha were wonderfully charmed by Ella and enjoyed her adventures:
Shanna & Tasha, Paradise Isle hostesses
I call them hostesses rather than cashiers because Shanna and Tasha helped Jientje and Ella shop and made Thom and I feel right at home while we waited. In the meantime they waited on other customers, kept the store running smoothly and kept their cool — that’s an amazing thing when you have a Belgian “Bombshell” dancing through one half of the store in her underwear and an elephant climbing all the displays in the other half.
Finally, 2.5 hours later, Thom declared the impromptu shopping expedition over. Ella and Jientje were having a great time, but Thom and I were tired of just standing around and waiting. Jientje gathered up all the things she wished to purchase, 3 pairs of high heels, a couple of dresses, assorted under garments and at least one blouse, took them to the cash register and discovered that she’d left her money card at my house.
She told Thom he needed to take her back to get it. It’s an hour’s drive one way and we only had 2 hours until barbecue time. Thom loaned Jientje the necessary monies, we piled into the car, and drove past the beach on the way home. Thom was disappointed about not getting to visit the beach. Jientje said that since she had no batteries for her camera or appropriate beach shoes, she didn’t really care about missing it.
Jientje and Ellie are here! Thom and I picked them up at the airport, then we headed to California Pizza Kitchen at Kahala Mall for a bite to eat.
This is the CPK Moroccan Salad. Thom & I shared it. We both liked it better last time we ordered it. Thom says they changed the recipe.
Thom & I also shared this lovely Greek pizza. We offered some to Jientje, but she was content with her own order.
Ella Phlint with Jimi
Ellie got into Jientje’s Cape Cod, donned Thom’s glasses, and flirted outrageously with Jimi, our waiter.
Jientje had Thai Shrimp wraps. They must have been yummy because she ate every bite and declined to share our salads & pizza with us.
Jientje is sleeping peacefully and I am soon headed for bed. If you are wondering why Amoeba isn’t in this little party, it’s because he is in Houston at a thrilling and exciting business meeting. He flew out about 24 hours before Jientje flew in. He’ll be back late Monday.
Now, I might be a little scarce for awhile. Be patient. I’ll be back with TONS of photos!
Jientje, our mistress of fun, has cooked up a wonderful photo challenge, and this is what she has to say about it:
When I was a kid, I was always fascinated by the colourful language my grandmother used. She had such a way with words, she had her own funny ways to describe things and that memory still makes me smile. As long as people have been around, they have tried to communicate with each other. As a means of getting the message across as clearly as possible, idioms and sayings have found their way into our language.
Now, because a picture paints a thousand words, I thought it would be nice to make this a new photo challenge. The idea is to pick an idiom, or a saying, ( even slang is allowed) and illustrate it with a picture. Each week we’ll cover two letters of the alphabet, okay?
If “language is the dress of thoughts” ( Johnson), then idioms must the wardrobe …
And so we continue ….
Week Two: C & D
If something is said to be “on the cutting edge” it is the latest, greatest, most modern or most sophisticated item of it’s kind on the market, be it actual goods (especially automotive or electronic), or bold new ideas, or advances in modern science. Usually something “on the cutting edge” is breaking new ground (like the cutting edge of a plow).
Don’t Count Your Chickens Before They’re Hatched
“Don’t count your chickens before they’re hatched” is a warning against acting prematurely and is often used when someone speaks of spending money they’ve not yet earned. This phrase is also used when someone makes plans on an outcome as yet undecided, like planning a victory parade before the battle is even engaged.
If you liked this, you can see what the other players have come up with by stopping by Jientje’s, Heaven is in Belgium, and clicking on the links. If you really liked this, grab your camera and play along! Jientje is one heck of a hostess and a good time will be had by all!