I’m leaving for Hawaii in a couple hours. My parents and sisters are already there scouring the waters for sharks, rounding them up, and having a heart to heart with them about how we won’t take to the chomping as well as the cute little surfer girl.
Okay, maybe they aren’t doing just that, but I think between my sister Maddy who is deathly afraid of sharks and my overactive imagination (that doesn’t seem so overactive now) we probably will be observing the water from the safety of the shore.
I’ve never been to Hawaii and never wanted to go before, but suddenly it sounds perfect. After all the traveling I’ve done in the last two months (or 4 years is probably more accurate), I’ll be happy to sit on the beach with a drink permanently affixed to my hand. I actually just got back from D.C. because I’m a crazy psycho who thought, “Well, I know I just got back from Europe, but sure, I’d love to hop on a plane for the weekend to go see D.C. with you Dave! What a great idea!” And so I did. It was nice. Great weather. Jen cooked for us and we actually had a bed to sleep in which is like finding the Holy Grail for me these days. But today my neck and back are killing me and I just keep thinking about the fact I will probably be sleeping on the bug-infested floor of our military lodging in Oahu for the next 10 days. You see, I’m the baby in the family so you must understand that means I get the floor as a default, just like I always had to sit in the middle in the car growing up and had to take showers at night instead of in the morning. I don’t know who thought babies were spoiled. I don’t see it.
But you are all probably thinking, “How dare she complain about Hawaii!” And you are right, so I better go pack and get my smile on. Dave and John’s cat Riley is going to miss me for sure though. Every time I sit down he’s in my lap and doing the kneading thing with his paws. If I could just train him to knead my neck. That would be splendid. But for now I have to upset him and get going. Pictures of my travels to come!
