Mom & Dad Take Some Time Off
Nothing quite like adjusting to regular life after a few days in paradise. It’s rough I tell you. The upside of that feeling is the burst of productivity that comes with going back to the grind, that guilt + inspiration that fuels creativity.
We also missed our kids of course, but I’m not going to lie- it was nice having time in paradise sans children underfoot.
We had great meals, delicious cocktails, spent hours asleep by the pool. I smoked weed everywhere and had nights that were a blur of waves and wind and the gales of laughter between us.
I am so glad we went now rather than sooner. Three years after getting hitched was the perfect amount of time to be ready for a vacation. And to know that our kids would be okay without us for a few days.
Realizing he’s on vacation during layover at Sea-Tac. Bloody Mary time!
Sure is nice traveling through legal states! Stash tins at the Seattle airport.
We arrived in the night and were a bit unprepared for the view from the balcony when we woke up the next day.
Alright, time to blaze up on the balcony before breakfast!
I requested daily breakfast at the resort because I didn’t want to have to leave for all my meals. I was initially charmed to death by the old-school country club vibe and the proximity to the ocean. But after a couple mornings there I was so fucking freaked out by the wild fucking birds, it became sensory overload for yours truly. I am too neurotic to eat outdoors. sigh.
David’s mother brought him to Hawaii when he was a boy, and it was the only time he had coconut waffles. So he had to have them on our vacation. Every morning. Watch out for birds.
On the first day, we explored the grounds and spent the day by the pool, drinking fruity drinks.
Literally hours by the pool. Listening to Lil Wayne. I don’t know.
All I wanna do is get high by the beach, get high by the beach, get high.
First dinner was at Napua, and it was excellent. Also, I love this dress. I don’t wear enough red.
Shaved Ice Martini, OMG perfection!
Can’t bring my KC, Missouri man anywhere without trying some BBQ. We drove inland to Waimea to try this place. Tiny, uber casual, took ridiculously long to cook, and Jesus it was probably my favorite meal of the trip! Love how island living forces food quality to be amazing. Everything is local, all the meat is from the island and the waters. When you live in Colorado you get a little used to feeling suspicious of fish.
We stayed at Mauna Lani Bay which has some great ancient royal fishponds on the grounds. When you are an island race you gotta figure out how to make your own freshwater fish I guess.
Last dinner in Hawaii. Canoehouse.
Our last fancy dinner was at The CanoeHouse. All these resturants were literally on the beach, and this particular meal was windy as fuck. This was a great night, we got so drunk and stumbled through the darkness back to our room, shrieking with laughter like young people on their honeymoon.
God, having this time alone with him. So good. So nice. I feel so uniquely lucky, paired with someone so perfect for me. A podcast listener recently wrote in and said David was earth, Stoner Mom was air. And earth and air, you know, make the ultimate alliance. I’d like to see someone try to break us apart.
Our last Hawaiin meal while we wait for our flight. Oceanside fish and chips and tropical drinks.
Hours and a time zone later I am back home with my princess in my lap.