overdue ramblings

A good friend of mine wrote recently that she has a dozen unfinished drafts of blogs yet to be posted. I find I am in the same boat, with an 11monther under my belt, have just had no time to edit clean and post half a dozen episodes of drama, disaster and just the usual everyday Savaii Banter! So here are snippets of a few.

4 days of freedom??

Last week the hubby and I decided to take the little one (and ourselves YAY!) over to Apia to visit the folks (my family yay!!) after I cant even remember now, how many months. EXCITEMENT set in!! of course, so many things I needed (?wanted to do) such as- get a hair cut and colour, maybe even a facial massage, buy some overdue new clothes/bras/knickers/cutlery/nice vegetables including pepper/capsicum/avocadoes/and even ripe banana…cause the folks down at salelologa market just don’t seem interested in selling those things (yes, even ripe bananas..Oh and niu!!) I guess most people here are within a few meters of banana trees so if you want to eat a ripe one just go look for an older aufa’I and not actually expect to buy one.
Yes, also need some new cutlery/ toys for Adria some seasoning for cooking some DVDs some stationary and the list goes on. Need to catch up with a million friends go to the movies/restaurants/cafés and all those fancy things that the lucky city dwellers get to do (that I adored doing!!).

Alas the weekend came, and like a Samoan at a buffet table, I think my eyes were bigger then my stomach cos I didn’t even do half the things I wanted. I managed to do a little shopping (cutlery/bras) caught up with 2 friends- who were all long overdue happy hour at the millennia, we all got a bit toasted on a mere 3 glasses of assorted drinks (baileys pinacolada and midori)- shows how long its been, what a shame!! Tried to get the hubby to do some shopping, but on one of our days there he just slept ALL day (because he went to the airport and drinking the night before) grrr…although I managed to leave baby with him for a few hours and went visiting my relies! Yay! now I’m back in Savaii, regretting that I've still got the same boring as eyesore of a wardrobe …so uninvitingly beckoning me to sift through and mix and match the same 4 tops 3 skirts and 6 pants/shorts to work/home etc etc etc.no new veges no café try outs or restaurant reviews no new movies conquered (and I used to be such a cinema junkie…all the latest movies!) the same mangoes from under the old mango tree…now convincing myself to just buy a whole unripe aufa’I from the market and string it up and faapula it just to appease my appetite. eh, don’t know when we are going to be quiet enough with home/work to make it over again…to top it off someone said to go to a certain little ‘guest fale’ restaurant cos they do food like sunrise (yay) and yea, whatever, go in last night and they have falai I’a and se-a and rice on the menu. And when I ask about the sunrise-like food (sweet n sour egg fu young etc ) they made such a big deal of it- they meaning the girl at the restaurant, the owners son who I was referred to, the owner who I eventually got sent up to the office to see to discuss my ‘makaupu’with! It’s like goddamit I just want some takeaway sweet-sour and eggfuyong like someone told me you serve last week. In the end they made it, made me come back in a hour- a take away plate with servings half the size of sunrise, of egg fu yong, sweet n sour 1 small drumstick a piece of taro and coleslaw for $25!!Hmmm…it didn’t taste that bad though so I guess Ill give em that! Dont think I'm going back though….

Work
Is a b_$#@!some days so much so that I wish everyone got exposed to a gas that made us speak freely, speak our minds and only speak the truth!!Lies, people here lie so much is gets a bit draining at times. Not everyone so ill try not to make it a generalisation, but a lot of people. People with boils the size of their own heads saying “it just popped up yesterday!” BS, kids so dehydrated from weeks of illness at the fofo- who “afukua Ma’I a ananafi” yea whatever. Babies with skin sepsis, sores and scars and boils all over that mums apparently “just noticed last night” It just makes me want to rip my hair out because occasionally, this information is actually useful for me, to try to figure out what kind of bug you have, and how to treat it. But everyone is so paranoid that they’ll look like they have neglected their kids themselves their older parents (which is EXACTLY what they were doing they just don’t want to admit to it and always want to appear as if they are saints) they lie through their teeth again and again it makes me want to stand outside and yell “SINNERS you are ALL SINNERS!” yes, and then everyone will think I am crazy. But that’s ok. If it means less people come to me, that’s ok, because it doesn’t please me to have to see 100 people a day. 50 would be better.