Wednesday, October 07, 2015

I Left My Heart on Oahu

One month ago we were in Hawaii.

By rights I should have written as soon as we returned home, but I just couldn't bring myself to do it. It's as if the physical act of writing would signal the end of our time there. If I share the photos and what we did, it makes it all become past tense.


But, as all pleasant things do, our time on Oahu has ended. I need to grow up and put on my Big Girl grass skirt.

These times will last forever in my memory.


Tuesday, October 06, 2015

And Then This Happened

The past month has been pretty eventful for The Girl.  Not only did she pass her nursing boards, but she turned 24 yesterday.

Oh, and she got engaged.

Looks like there's a wedding and a new son-in-law coming soon!

Wednesday, September 02, 2015

Three Days

My life full of lists. 

Lists of what to take to Hawaii. Lists of what to fix for dinner for the people who will be staying home instead of going to Hawaii. Lists of things to buy for Hawaii.

In other words, I'm not 'lei-ing' around. (I am hilarious.)

Hubster now has more new underwear than he's ever owned before, along with new shorts, new shirts, new swimwear....he will be a fashionista on the beach. I, however, will be wearing the same thing every day we're there.

Oh, I kid.

I actually bought a new swimsuit. It seems the elastic in the leg holes of my previous number decided to give up the ghost. It was only ten years old.

They just don't make things like they used to.

Hubster wanted us to pay to check a bag. When I asked him why, he said it was because he needed his own pillow, and $25 one way was a reasonable price to pay for the privilege.

I declined.

So far we only have one extracurricular activity planned.  I am hesitant to book the zip line and parasailing.  Call me crazy, but I don't see the appeal. We'll probably do it anyway, just to say we've done it...but I may have to be dragged kicking and screaming off of whatever platform we use.

I went to see the RA nurse-practitioner yesterday to get shot up with steroids before the trip. Funny thing is, it looks like I'll be taking her with me to Hawaii.  She's going to the same place we are, and at the same time. I'll be all set if I get sick. And her husband is an orthopedic surgeon. Let's hope we don't need his services after the above-mentioned death-defying stupidity of which we are about to take part.

Now, if we can only make it for three more days..... 

Thursday, August 27, 2015

I'm Beginning to Think There's a Problem

I was supposed to get my hair cut and colored today.  I had the appointment all set, and I was geared up to get 'er done.

I have to get in the mindset for a cut and color.  I can't just go in and get it done.  I have to be IN THE MOOD.

That's exactly where I was today.

Unfortunately, my hairdresser was not.  She cancelled my appointment this afternoon.

While it would normally not be such a big deal, it has fallen solidly in the BIG DEAL category today.  You see, in only nine days, we will be on a plane to Hawaii.


It doesn't leave much time to reschedule my hair appointment, what with all the MOOD and the cancellations and such.  Not that I'm the least bit worried...much.

My hairdresser is a lovely girl.  She's sweet, and really talented. But this is the not the first time she's cancelled on me at the last minute.  As a matter of fact, it's the fourth time in a row.  I've been trying to get this cut and color since August 3rd.  Today is the 27th.

The last time I got beautified was in June, right before my high school reunion.  Since I couldn't get an appointment with my usual hairdresser, I ended up going to someone else as a walk-in client, and was sheared like a sheep. It's the closest to bald I've ever been, and it isn't something I would like to repeat.

(I know that sounds really appetizing, but trust me on this one.  It wasn't pretty.)

So, with all the cancellations and all, I'm beginning to think that maybe she doesn't like me anymore. She may be trying to break up with me, but I'm too stupid to see it for what it is.  


Tuesday, August 18, 2015

Tiny Bubbles

Don Ho is about to have visitors.

In SEVENTEEN DAYS, Hubster and I will be headed out to the airport. We will board a plane, and God willing, fly over the ocean to Paradise.

The kids bought us a trip to Hawaii for our 25th anniversary. And while there will be no tiny bubbles on the plane, we will be sure to have some ON THE BEACH.

***clapping my hands and dancing around***

And yes, there will be photos taken and posted, Dear Linds. The Girl has requested daily updates from our home-away-from-home, and if we have time, we might post a few. Hubster has sworn not to be photographed in a grass skirt, but we'll have to see about that.

As for me?  

I think I could live at the beach indefinitely.