Glued to a palm tree is where I'll be...

Ugh! It's already February? Thank goodness. I think. I can't believe how time has flown. Life for me seems like such a whirlwind. Last July my husband flys off yet again halfway around the world. I start a new job, make some wonderful friends, get into fun and exciting mischief and attempt epic fails at surfing. Along the way Lisa and I decide to pass time by dressing up as disturbing Sesame Street characters traveling the island jamming to Spice Girls. We hang with NFL players and coaches on Friday nights at the poolside beach and watch the fireworks explode all over the island to where we can barely see in front of us from the smoke. We get trapped by wild boars and fall off cliffs before we attempt to rock climb and defy death. We run fully clothed and sober in the ocean only to be scolded by the night security guards. I lay at the beach drinking from a freshly cracked coconut and pray I don't get swept out by the current because Waimea Bay life guards like to embarrass you and have no intention of saving you. Do I seriously have to leave this paradise? I know it's gonna be like another six months, but I can't believe I've already been here over a year! I'm SERIOUS about the whole gluing myself to a palm tree people.

I mean... I've established a lifestyle here! My dogs have become accustomed to chasing geckos for fun and playing in the sand (forced by mommy). I have a sweet obsession with the Parisian guy who makes fresh crepes at the North Shore market on Sundays and eating too many containers of sea asparagus as the guy with his goat on his leash walks by... I enjoy my fresh salmon bagel and my new found relaxed beach style that I assume will be rejected on the mainland especially in the months of November- march. How will I ever wear close toe shoes again!?!?! These are serious dilemmas in which I will soon have to face. Where will I find SPAM logo clothing and spam and rice on the McDonalds menu? How will I make it!!????!??!?

The people here are friendly and laid back and I like the way things are here. They say Hawaii is "part of America" but truly it is it's own entity. I want to settle here, raise kids here and never leave. I just hope our new adventure is half as great as this. And as a side note.... Lisa... you have been my best and most amazing friend. Thank you for all the laughs and adventures. You made something wonderful into something indescribable....