back from hawaii – back in my local starbucks – back to blogging – and tonight – back to mahj.  it’s not a bad transition back to reality if i do say so myself.

our little escape was exactly that.  sure, i called home (see MOM, i called your house home!) and NANI every other day – but it’s just my natural way and a natural way really shouldn’t be messed with – even while on vacation.  i thought about not calling, but if i hadn’t called i would have just obsessed about calling so really, picking up the phone was the better, saner option.

there’s no doubt about it – i’m pink.  my chest and the top of one ass cheek are possibly on the red-er side of pink, but since pink is my favorite color, i’ll argue that until the bitter end.  but pink, once in a blue moon, isn’t such a bad thing – at least in my warped brain.  i’m covered head to toe in freckles – like a lot of freckles – like one big freckle – which i love.  i look healthy and like i’ve been sitting in the sun for the last seven days – which is exactly how it’s been.

highlights included – in no particular order:

• making a list of pros and cons before deciding what bedroom in our vacation rental we would sleep in – yes there were multiple options
• opening all the windows so that we could hear the waves and feel the ocean breeze while we slept
• cooking fresh fish – fish tacos and tuna steaks
• sending ABN for a snack while we were on the beach and having him return with PORK NACHOS – best.snack.ever.
• becoming the mayor of JO-JOs shaved ice (i just checked, my reign is ongoing!)
• reading – two vanity fairs,  one book about infertility (recommended for work – CLUE), BORN ROUND, 7 new yorkers AND STILL dreaming about a KINDLE (after making ABN carry my suitcase full of books, i think i’m a little closer)
• teaching ABN how to boogie board (and by teaching i mean standing on the beach as he hops over waves, nudging young children out of the way in order to secure the best angle and then rides said wave all the way into the sand bank.  its possible after a couple of hours he decided we could no longer share one boogie board and went back to rent a second.  best $3 ever spent).
• finding PU’NANI coffee
• fried scallops at the BEACH HOUSE
• sunsets and scrabble every night on the beach ACROSS THE STREET from our rental
• not puking on the ride to WAIMEA CANYON
• ABN listening to endless amounts of LADY GAGA AND PARTY IN THE USA
• the washing machine and dryer in our vacation rental (at least i’m consistent)
• A PRESIDENT FROM HAWAII
• every night, post shower, ABN says – you’re hair is so red and you are one big freckle!
• flip flops and bathing suits 24/7
• talking about putting another vacation on the calendar – FEBRUARY 2012!!

our sunset beach

basking in the glow of not puking during our twisty, turny, bumpy ride

ABN in all his boogie-boarding glory

alright, starbucks smells like peptobismol – a suprisingly comforting smell, but i’ve probably over stayed my welcome/i have a conference call.