Saturday morning go to meet a midwife.
and hear my baby's heartbeat for the first time.
Its fast and I'm stoked its on.
Then its all you can eat Japanese food with Marisa by Aloha Tower.
Marisa goes to work
I stop at the skate shop to pick up some grip tape.
Waves on the North Shore were messy Saturday
Rainy and small on the South.
I go home and start getting creative
then get invited to the neighbors for a dinner party.
One neighbor brings a bag full of volcano smoke if you know what I mean.
One little puff and I'm feelin' the need to stretch and run in the rain.
After a few nibbles of dinner and a beer and talking with some interesting people,
I go for a run in the pouring rain around a few blocks
Brilliant for my lungs.
I go to bed and wake anxious to surf.
My car is dead so I call a few friends to see if they want to surf, but no one picks up.
But my first priority is to ride my girlfriends bike with the basket and my backpack
to the grocery store for some eggs, fruit, some veggies, creamer and bread.
Its a sunny day.
I come home and Woman is happy.
I tell her I need to get into the ocean. I'm fragile and need to get grounded.
Ready to ride my bike solo to Diamond head, I get a phone call from another friend who
I forgot to call earlier, Kekoa.
He says he'll pick me up in thirty minutes.
Marisa quickly cooks up a couple of pancakes with stawberries and an egg and some coffee.
We end up surfing North shore with 3 other friends.
We catch some fun ones. I feel connected to my board and slide around releasing some aggression
We feel great then go for Mexican at Cholos Restaurant in Haleiwa
Food and a couple of beers and back to the town to the south side.
30 minute nap and a wake up call from a guy running an art show in a few days.
I e-mail a few samples of my work,
then a bike ride to Waikiki for a closing art show where wifey Marisa works.
Have some wine and a great talk with the artist and back home inspired to do my own thing.
Eat some ice cream and write in blog.
then bed
-Manny Skate da Surfa Artist
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