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Tuesday, August 15, 2006

Put Some Alcohol In That Please!

Hawaii: Friday

I'm not sure what the boys are doing, but I'm at the beach by 7:00am. And it's the most perfect, perfect, perfect thing EVER. It's quiet, nobody is there but me, the ocean and some joggers. I have a book, I have quiet thoughts, and I have all of these views:







Around 10:30am, Pookie and shamus joined me at the beach and, eventually, we headed over to breakfast. Breakfast BY THE OCEAN.



Ah, breakfast. Pookie and shamus opt for the breakfast buffet. Yum.



But Halff and I aren't playing around. So not playing around that we get the banana macadamia waffles. We won the breakfast issue.



And this is how breakfast on DAY ONE ends. I order my second bloody mary. When I place the order for the second bloody mary with the waitress, I actually say "Can you ask the bartender to put just a splash of extra vodka in it?" And she does. And it's so much better than before. Yep. Welcome to DAY ONE.



After breakfast, there is down time. We start by visiting the koi. See! A FANTASTIC picture of Halff and the koi:



Then, back to the room. That's right. We came to Hawaii, and Pookie and shamus surfed Myspace from the room. But good times here had by all.








Then, it's off on Friday's road trip to the City of Refuge. Enjoy pictures of Pookie and I in the SUV!





We stop at the grocery store. Pookie makes friends with the clerk. Larry buys some ill-advised canned capucino. I'm not sure what he was thinking, but suffice it to say, it did not sit well.





Enjoy some pictures now of our road trip to the City of Refuge.









And now, my new favorite picture of me and shamus. Now, you will immediately say, "Jocelyn, what the HELL is that outfit? Is that a camo skirt over a bathing suit with a tank top, uggs and a lai in your hair? WHAT THE HELL?" To which, I will simply say, "Fool, it's Hawaii. You should be more concerned with that silly matchy-matchy shirt and hat shamus is wearing." But I know how you are. You're way more focused on my silly outfit.



After getting back from the City of Refuge, there is pool time, and hot tub time, and sunset time and drinks at the bar time! See us at the bar!





Then, the most amazing thing happens for the rest of the night. Pookie, shamus and I head to the Polo Bar and order some more cocktails. Then, we notice that there are board games in the Polo Bar, so we bust out some Trivial Pursuit. It's genius edition! And it's quiet and not so loud (except for us) in there, and we play until midnight, and it's so FREAKIN' FUN! It sounds silly, but there's Trivial Pursuit and we're answering every question we don't know with the answer Giz McFace and laughing and it's all good. Better because I WIN! Even if I won because we couldn't remember the rules.



And then it is shamus' birthday! He's 30! We're so happy. It's such a perfect day!

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