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  • Kimberly Hula 1:27 pm on May 10, 2012 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: consultation, fiction, ,   

    All Good Things Are Belated in the Retelling 

    It feels fortunate to admit that I’ve been lazy in posting.  Only because THINGS ARE HAPPENING!  The things in point deal with writing and the momentum built from this campaign so I haven’t much excuse, but I am terribly excited to detail my major life changes as I attempt to catch up!  My calculations show I’m 10 adventures behind in documentation.  So, without further ado – the start of my campaign to be better organized and due diligence to Club 52:

    This week found me grumpy, uncertain and in something of an existential plight.  I’ve always been a big advocate of the notion that inspiration lies within, but some days find my optimistic mind-store closed and I try to compensate with the next best thing: drawing inspiration from others.  This is a slippery slope.  Too often I mistake credit with competition.  That’s to say, I look at someone like my dear friend Emmie whose right arm might as well be a paint brush for all the beauty that her mere handwriting produces and think, “Emmie does what she loves.  She has it all figured out.”  And even though I’m truly awed by and happy for her, I allow my own insecurities to consume me.  Enough for me to change the tempo and begin to think, “Why am I not creating?  What do I do?”  And on particularly murky days, an insipid, “Is there anything special to me?”

    This is the self-talk we’d sooner caste off.  It helps no one to be so dour, and on this week, when I felt my mind race with sharp scissors, I decided to try and do something about it.

    I thought simply, “What do Iwant to do?”

    I answered, quickly, “Write a book.”

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  • Kimberly Hula 4:01 pm on March 13, 2012 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: hosting, superbowl 2012   

    Three Cheers for the Agitator! 

    I come from an NBA family.  Or rather, I come from a city of NBA-fame that demands fanfare from all it’s inhabitants.  So much so that as a young girl I used to hoist 6’ foot cardboard cutouts of Horace Grant, Scotty Pippen and BJ Armstrong on the balcony of my aunt’s suburban condo with my sister in tow holding signs that read, “Honk for a 3-Peat!”.  We did this gleefully for every playoff game.

    But my sports fanaticism ended there.  Save watching some golf or tennis when I want to nap I don’t really dedicate my time to any one sport or team.  And I especially don’t make any attempt to watch football.

    What’s so wrong with football you ask?  Well, nothing and everything.  Football has always seemed evasive to me.  Because I never feigned to understand the rules, the rules appear foolishly complex when I try to make sense of them.  The basics I get, but it seems there’s always some reason to stop the game, yet never stop the clock.  It’s maddening!

    All told, however, people LOVE it.  My Northeast kinsmen especially so.  And considering my current city of residence’s team, the Boston Patriots, were Superbowl contenders, I thought I’d study up. (More …)

     
    • Lori Bennett 6:04 pm on March 14, 2012 Permalink

      Don’t let any of your football friends see this! It’s the New England Patriots. LOL.

    • Kimberly Hula 10:36 am on March 15, 2012 Permalink

      There is SO MUCH to learn. Thanks Lori! 🙂

  • Kimberly Hula 2:25 pm on March 5, 2012 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: DIY, save the date, vintage handkerchief, wedding   

    Take a Craft at It 

    In one way is my family split evenly: fiscal responsibility.  That’s to say, I’ve none.  My sister keeps company with me here, while my mother and brother are artful misers who really know how to save.  So it came as a great surprise when I landed a temporary job in campaign finance in the summer of 2008. 

    Somehow, since then, I haven’t been able to do anything other than fiscally plan.

    I’m a financial administrator at MIT.  My job asks that I maintain financial portfolios.  Before then I was maintaining the books at Loyola.  Earlier than that, for Betsy Markey for Congress.  So, following the great tide of life, I am keeping in theme with my upcoming nuptials.

    As Hiro and I have to assume most of the fiscal burden of a wedding we are trying to do so in the most creatively frugal ways possible!  Thankfully, we settled on partying in a barn.  Barn décor is minimal, at best, so we needn’t fret over silken linens and rental forks.  However to really keep in theme (and I love a good theme) I have decided to do almost everything by hand.

    It’s a wild adventure in DIY madness! (More …)

     
  • Kimberly Hula 11:48 am on February 25, 2012 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: brookline, okasan, sea to you sushi, sushi   

    Puma Paw & Acts of In-Law Appeasement 

    My last visit to Japan also served as my first meet-and-greet with my to be in-laws.  Despite a nerve-wracked red eye flight that had me in tears for fear of not being able to impress them the trip went over smoothly.  My okasan (mother) was cordial, hospital and ALL ENERGY.  She effortlessly showed me all the sights of their hometown Kamakura while simultaneously planning me a robust birthday celebration and cooking every meal.

    I think of meals as three a day.  Like a story there’s a beginning, middle and end.  However, were I to follow this metaphor in my own cooking each meal would hold it’s own and have a stamp of importance on it.  As such, I’m a sloppy chef and cook to consume, whereas my okasan is the real deal.  She cooks to create.   Create happiness.  Create satiety.  She does this to make those she serves happy and seeing the eager stampede to the dining table every time we were called to sit down, I can attest to her good-great-best work.

    She’s a powerhouse, and, although we have a burgeoning and lovely relationship, I’d do anything to make her proud.  So here, in Boston, in the safe confines of my own test kitchen, I’ve been making active efforts to become better versed.  So when the opportunity arose to enroll in a sushi making lesson, I immediately signed up.

    Thankfully so did dear pals Moira and Courtney, and the three of us made way for Sea to You Sushi in Brookline, MA for a 2 hour hands-on course in the delicate art of sushi-rolling. (More …)

     
  • Kimberly Hula 10:10 am on February 24, 2012 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , snowboarding, stowe, VT   

    Black Diamond Chicken Wings 

    I don’t understand why the North East is so insistent on snow sports.  When I moved to Boston it seemed everyone inherent to here, was mad for winter athletics.  I hail from the land-locked Midwest and haven’t any interest in such tom-foolery.  Snow serves two very purposeful functions for me: lovely curb appeal and days off.  I have no staked interest in anything else.

    But I’m also biased.  Last year I tried my feet at snowboarding.  My lovely fiancé is a sportsman and loves the thrill of the ice race.  He’s been an avid and dedicated skier most his life and thought to try snowboarding on a company outing last year.  At the time I was still trying to impress him so I tagged along, hopeful.  (More …)

     
  • Kimberly Hula 11:32 am on February 17, 2012 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: community service, introversion   

    Who dare aqua jog alone? 

    It’s hard to expect adventure endorsement for something seemingly common place.  But it is in daily undertakings that adventure potential is often wrought.  With that let’s hand craft DNA and protein kits out of thousands of tiny  lego pieces, after which we’ll superglue them together for 4 hours!

    I can’t imagine that’s a standard Friday for most, but working for MIT, it curves toward the normal.  Adventure could be found in the construction of the activity.  I had to join a group of unknowns for meet and greet games, a luncheon and the aforementioned 4 hours of community service activity. (More …)

     
  • Kimberly Hula 12:54 pm on January 17, 2012 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: bento box,   

    If you must judge me, do so after tasting my chilli. 

    Hiro and I have been forced into a life of frugality.  Well, we could live well, but we choose not to in effort to save enough money to host a wedding, buy a car, put a down payment on a house, pay off student loans, pay off credit cards, and on.  We’re lucky really, that we are both employed and live in a place we long to return to, and have all the modern comforts you can come to think of (internet, tv, nearby bus service).  But we’ve tightened the fiscal belt which has yielded some unexpected results (many additional adventures to come!).

    Where we haven’t funds, we have imagination.  I know that imagination doesn’t pay the bills, but it does!  Here I will confess to rarely cooking.  And what little I cook it usually belly-full of preservatives and/or found pre-made requiring some heat.  I didn’t know how to al dente.  Or pan sear.  The only thing I could do, or thought I did well, was to ice cakes, and even then I paid little or no attention to the resounding taste.

    My new test kitchen

    So now that we’ve a home, with a large kitchen and combined cooking supplies, I took to the kitchen.  My kitchen.  And it was there I began to realize why chefs are so brazen, and why cooking is often referred to as an art.  I see that it’s more than the sum of a gaggle of ingredients.  It takes brains, brauns and inventive thinking to churn out a successful dish.  I’m not near there, but the journey is increasingly tasty… (More …)

     
  • Kimberly Hula 1:43 pm on January 9, 2012 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: memory, no make-up, self-image   

    Beauty is 10, nine of which is dressing 

    The complex art of face painting is still foreign to me.  And when I refer to a painting of the face, I’m just fancifying the act of applying makeup.  General, every day, convenient store selling makeup that every woman seems to have in stock.  And please don’t mistake my tone for sarcasm or disdain.  I think makeup, when applied correctly, can enhance features.  I think it may enhance a woman’s self-confidence.  It can reinvent a person in the span of minutes (again, when you are better versed in application) from a softly lit clean-faced office worker to a no-holes-barred, vixen of the night club rat, with the right smear of eyeliner.  Better yet, there appears to be no rules in making up.  People lay it on thick, or keep it quiet.  The only similarity I find amongst the made up is that they are, in fact, made up.

    This has become something of a constant in my life, but I’d sooner skip the sociological implications and focus on my present predicament; namely that I feel exposed when not concealed.

    This makes perfect sense when you strip it of literal and figurative meaning.  We all in some sense chose to hide in working ways so as to conceal ourselves.  The what and the way is specific and privy to the hider, but in owning up to my own insecurities I’ll admit that I slather on the makeup because I’ve convinced myself that I need it.  That without it I’m helpless, lost, subject to the ridicule we all met as children and forever fear as adults.

    This is a complex problem with seemingly simple solutions: stop hiding.  Love who you are.  Be the change you wish to see in the world. (More …)

     
    • Andrea Gargano 4:42 pm on January 10, 2012 Permalink

      I’d say it can be liberating to go sans makeup until you run into people you know or have to have a face to face conversation. But even then, it’s our own insecurity that causes us the anxiety in the first place because most of the time people don’t even notice that we aren’t wearing makeup!

    • Berton 12:18 am on January 11, 2012 Permalink

      Hula, you are a truly remarkable and beautiful woman. What a great way to approach a new year. Each year is a step towards the future, but we must look to the past so we can learn and walk forward. By looking at a version of yourself from college that you loved, and going back to it today, I am very pumped to hear about what you can do when tomorrow comes 🙂 I think you may have inspired an adventure idea for myself…more to come…

    • wip78 7:07 pm on January 12, 2012 Permalink

      “…love who you are. Be the change you wish to see in the world…. ” words to live by:) Thank you for sharing. You are simply lovely. Inside and out.

  • Kimberly Hula 3:36 pm on January 4, 2012 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: amulet, bodhidharma, daruma, , omen, talisman   

    When there is nothing left to burn, you have to set yourself on fire 

    I thought I’d further entice you with toys.

    Namely, this one, the Daruma.

    I first experienced this foreboding, eyeless, paper mache, scrap of a thing when I lived in Japan.  Upon first seeing it I was entirely put off.

    It’s not conventionally cute, or useful.  In full, it’s simply an etheral, body-less amulet that I would be frightened to chance upon at night.

    But there darumas where everywhere, and, although they looked so very Japanese, I surmised that there had to be something more to them.  There was, and I am ever so glad I asked!

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    • wip78 6:18 pm on January 8, 2012 Permalink

      I can’t wait to read your novel. You write so wonderfully:)

  • Kimberly Hula 12:39 pm on January 3, 2012 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: 2012, barn, marriage, Year of 52 adventures   

    This is an exercise in direct mandates 

    I’m looking at you faithful blog follower.

    It’s been sometime since we’ve all congregated to tell tale of events past, present and forthcoming.  I exhausted (see: am exhausted) my year of adventure, but that is no reason to turn down potential trysts.  We just moved.  Into a barn!  I’m learning to hard-core cycle!  I’m getting married.  In a barn!

    2012 isn’t a year of barnyard anecdotes, but it is whatever I decide to make of it.  Which is where you come in.

    Adventure or not, I implore you to dedicate yourself to something this year, if for anything, for yourself.  As mentioned in the subject heading, this is an exercise in mandate.  I’m trying demanding that you continue to do all that you do.  But, to really spice up 2012, to do it with great gusto and enriched energy. 

    Be reminded that this board serves as a maleable template.  Not into adventure? No worries!  What about a year of reading, of service, of letter writing, of thanks.  There is so much untapped potential that only YOU can see to.

    So, if you’ll be so kind as to indulge and heed my demand and be the best you can be.  I am so excited to see what comes!

     
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