Bringing In The New Year With Bombs

I'm only going to complain for a minute about the fireworks that are shot off all around Oahu on New Years Eve. For whatever reason, Hawaii has a law that allows people to shoot off fireworks on New Years Eve. I think officially it's legal from 9PM to 1AM, though most people completely ignore that and start shooting off fireworks about a week before Christmas and stop, well, when they run out, which seems to be sometime mid-January.

It is just the most ridiculous thing to be here on New Year's Eve. These morons 'modify' the fireworks so they are no longer fireworks- they are more like bombs- and they were being shot off every 3 seconds for about 6 hours straight last night. It sounded like we were in a war zone. Seriously. LOUD BOMBS that rattle your bones. The petrified dog was sure that it was the end of the world and would not come out of the closet. Moana was a good sport yelling out "BOOM!" when she heard one, though miraculously she did eventually go to sleep and only woke up crying a couple of times. I didn't get to sleep until well after 1AM even though I was in bed and trying at about 10.

We have some friends who escaped it all by renting a cabin in the remote mountains on Kauai. We're totally doing that next year.

I'm getting so old and grouchy, aren't I?

But you know what? (Let me complain a little more- I know I have gone over my minute) I went running this afternoon around 2:30 and people were still shooting them off in the middle of the road. The air is all smoky and polluted and the neighborhood streets were just covered in fireworks debris. Doesn't that sound like a good way to bring in the new year? Let's pollute the heck out of our air and streets. Sweet. Smart people live here. UGH.

~End of rant~

Ok, onto better things. We took Moana to the beach this morning. I'm psyched to have this on video now. She has such a blast at the beach!

Unfortunately it wasn't as warm as it looks... it didn't take more than about 15 minutes for her little lips to turn blue and she started shivering... like mother like daughter I guess, huh? So we put her little fleece jacket on and once she was warm and dry she was very happy.

Ok. Now I have to go dust off my P3. She's going on her first ride since Ironman tomorrow morning. I hope she remembers how to shift gears.