Item 1: baby photos by Erika. Owen has such wonderful little expressions.
I’m almost to three weeks in Hawaii, so, Memory List time!
1. It is much colder at night than I expected. It is also much windier.
2. Between 3-5pm we can usually count on a rainbow or two appearing in the east window.
3. The back country roads look like Scotland in high summer, except with palm trees.
4. Nobody cares if you’re too fat to wear a string bikini, thankfully.
5. People DO care if you’re walking around with a terrible sunburn, and they will comment.
6. Shrimp plates are things of wonderfulness.
7. All of the sprinklers watering public areas of Mililani are likely on at 2pm. This is useful information when riding a bike in the afternoons.
8. It is hazier than I expected.
9. It is very strange not seeing any train tracks anywhere.
10. Pineapple slices are available “on the side” just about everywhere.
11. Our apartment complex always smells like grilling meat, and that’s a-okay with me.
12. Appliance deliverymen remove their shoes before entering the house, probably in direct defiance of OSHA.
13. Honolulu is a mass of one-way streets but if you bear west long enough, you will hit H1 and eventually, H2 to get back to Mililani.
14. The beaches near Dillingham Airfield are practically deserted.
15. After never owning a coffee maker, I now brew about four cups of kona coffee a day. And I like it.
Please, people, have your pets spayed or neutered.
In other, related news, I can tell you in excruciating detail exactly what it sounds like to be kept up all night to the sound of cats f***ing. And you really, truly don’t want to know.
First, my bracket.
March Madness, Or: Things That Annoy Me About My Bracket This Year, Even Though I Picked By Flipping A Coin, Playing Eeny-Meeny-Miny-Moe, Or Asking Tom For His Opinion:
1. Connecticut. Thanks a LOT, guys.
2. Drake. Ditto you.
3. My husband, when asked for his opinion on Georgia vs. Xavier: “Oh, Georgia is so hot right now.” Thanks, MUGATU.
4. Me. Who picks Georgia over Purdue? *shakes head sadly in recognition of own idiocy*
From my friend Catherin, in an email regarding planning a bachelorette party for someone back in New England planning a Hawaiian wedding: “
Right around my thirteenth birthday, I was diagnosed with a sinus infection. The summer before my fifteenth birthday, that sinus infection was corrected with a really disgusting surgery, the specifics of which are gleefully shared in loving detail to whatever audience I have captive. But that makes for a year and a half of solid sinus infection agony, not including the Aftermath (if you’ve never had cotton packing appear out of your nose like a magician’s scarf, sans anesthetic and assisted by steel tongs and a vacuum pump, you are missing out on one of life’s little joys) wherein I couldn’t breathe through my nose for six weeks.
Forgive me while I whine a little bit.
I’m told Hawaii is really pretty. I’ll let you know if I get a chance to see any more of it. Today I made it up long enough to go with Tom to an orchid show, where I discovered that the autofocus on my camera body isn’t really cooperating. Like, at all, regardless of the lens, the autofocus is dying. We did buy a pretty flower, though, hopefully we won’t kill it by accident. We left at 11:30 and I crashed back here at 1:00 and have been asleep since then. That’s about standard for how my days have gone.
Hawaii, I *want* to like you, but between you breaking my camera and re-enacting the blitzkrieg on London inside my skull, you are making it REALLY DIFFICULT to be happy with you.
Why, hello, Jetlag Migraine! I had been expecting you a bit earlier. Oh, no, no problem, I wanted to lose an entire day hallucinating in bed with a flashing-light headache and fever. You just stay as long as you’re comfortable.