[Funny! It only took
me TEN DAYS to finish this Blog post. How ridiculous!]
OK, super quick
overview: Christmas was good. January was good-ish. Sadly, the day after Mike’s birthday I came
down with the stomach flu – or some sort of nasty stomach nastiness – that
lasted over a week. Then Zachary had it the following week. Thankfully – oh so VERY thankfully – our flu
bugs ‘n colds were gone by February 21st which was when we left for
six days in Hawaii!
We went to the Big
Island – staying at a beautiful Hilton timeshare place in Waikoloa
(Kona/Westside of the island). We had a two bed, 2 bath ‘villa’ on the top
floor with a private balcony overlooking the pool, the golf course and then off
in the not too far off distance we
had a peek-a-boo view of the bright blue ocean.
All of this for the price of – well, I’m not actually going to tell you
– but part of the payment was our required attendance at a please-join-our-timeshare-vacation-club
shpiel. (To which we said, “Thanks for
the amazing, vacation, but NO, thank you!”)
The weather was
perfect. And it was probably our first ever family vacation that was nearly
100% about relaxing and not camping or the go-go-go-see-see-see-do-do-do kind
of trip that we’ve taken in the past.
The HI-LIGHTS (get it
‘HI’ as in Hawaii?! VERY clever if I do say so myself).
*We had a couple of
days of snorkeling which we did in the lagoon at the main Hilton resort. This
worked out super well since we didn’t have to worry about big waves/open water,
but we still had the benefit of seeing all sorts of fish and sea turtles!
*We had a day at the
beach – Kayliana, especially loved body surfing on the waves. When we rounded the corner and saw the beach
below, she gasped and said, “It’s the beach of my dreams – with the blue, the sand,
the palm trees, the people!” We stopped to get a picture of the ‘beach of her
dreams.’
*Mike and I enjoyed an
unforgettable, once-in-a-lifetime - happy 15th
Anniversary/Valentine’s Day/Mike’s birthday to us – couples’ seaside
massage. While we laid there peeking out
beyond the canvas cabana walls at the turquoise blue sea, I could see
occasional whale spouts and flashes of black fin off in the distance. MAG.I.CAL. to say the least. I felt so
blessed and so spoiled.
*We enjoyed many
afternoons just relaxing and swimming at our hotel’s pool and hot tub with
poolside bar and (on one evening) – live music at sunset.
*One of my favorite parts of the trip was
having my coffee on the deck in the morning. It was the perfect temperature and
just so peaceful. Even the memories are bliss-filled (and smell like delicious
Hawaiian coffee accompanied by a piece of dark chocolate).
*We all enjoyed the dinner
luau we attended – especially the fire dancers and tropical cocktails! Even the
boys have reminisced about their [virgin] Lava Flows.
*We spent a day
driving across the island. We saw Rainbow Falls, ate at a local
hole-in-the-wall, popular Hawaiian diner for lunch, and then drove out to see
the active volcano! VERY cool (or
actually hot. Not that we got close enough to feel it, mind you).
*Our last day was
spent lounging by the pool and having one last delicious poolside beverage and shopping at the waterfront market in Kona.
* Our final Hawaiian
dinner was spent with my sweet friend Jessica – a fellow musician and music
teacher – who lives on the big island with her hubby and adorable 4 year old
son. Jessica and I became friends in middle school and attended symphony camp
together way back when. SO amazing to see how our lives have changed and so fun
to get together!
We took a red-eye
home. Landed Monday morning at 5:30am. It was snowing. We had two hours to get
Zach home, showered, changed, packed-gear collected and ready to depart for
three days of fifth grade camp. (Yes, in February. In the Pacific Northwest. In
the snow). We’d all gotten about 3 hours
of sleep. Mike and Matthew both had bad
stomachaches. Kayliana got into bed with her coat and bedroom light on and fell
immediately asleep. So, I got Zachary off (he was the only one of us alert and
chipper). I returned home and napped for a couple of hours before I drove out
to teach two Montessori music classes.
The weather had been
weird all day – off and on snowing but not sticking – and occasionally hailing.
The sky was super dark and cranky. One of the teachers said the weather had “PMS”
and just couldn’t make up her mind, but she was pissed. So true.
It was hailing as I
came out of class at 4pm. I called Mike and said I was going to attempt a quick
Costco run since we’d depleted most groceries before our trip. Costco was just
at the bottom of the hill from my Montessori campuses (and 25 minutes from
home). I made it through the store – grabbing the necessities – and was at
check-out within 40 minutes (pretty good for a huge Costco run). The store was
pretty quiet though…because other people were smart and got the heck home before
things got crazy. I glanced outside and
saw that things had gotten crazy. REALLY crazy. There were two inches of snow
and it was still coming down like CRAZY. Real crazy.
I pushed the fully
loaded cart through the snow – a challenge! I got the groceries loaded and
noticed the lady next to me had started her car to warm it up. Smart. I put my
purse on the passenger seat, turned on the car, hit the unlock button and then closed
the door to go return my empty car. That’s
when my sleep-deprived foggy brain replayed what had just happened and I
realized I’d hit “Lock” and not “Unlock.” SUCKY!!!!! (And maybe some other
choice words were mumbled).
THANKFULLY I had my
cell phone in my pocket. I was remaining calm – even asked the Costco greeters
at the front door if anyone wanted to be a ‘hero’ and help me out – no takers;
other than making the suggestion to call AAA.
I called Mike…and
that’s when my ability to ‘handle’ it and remain calm fell apart. I sobbed, “I
turned the car on and locked the door! I’m locked out of the car with the car
ON and it’s snowing and I locked the car and…it’s snowing and no one’s going to
help me…and it’s snowing and I locked the car and the engine is on...” He got the point. But there wasn’t anything
he could do for me. He was home with the extra key, but also with a stomach bug
and a minivan that spins out in a puddle! He gave me the number for AAA.
I called them and was
thanked for my 14 years of paid membership but was told, “Um, it’s Monday at
5:30pm. In Seattle. And it’s snowing. No one can come help you for…hours. Don’t you have someone else that can bring
you the key?”
Just then, Mike
called back to say our neighbor Erik had stopped by to see if Kayli wanted to
play in the snow with his daughter. Mike told him what was going on with me and
Erik stuck out his hand and said that he’d
bring me our extra key. In, his
4-wheel drive, suv, it took Erik over an hour to make the 20ish minute drive. We got the car opened, drove to the gas
station just to refill my tank and then Erik had me follow him home since he
knew the best/least steep/congested/abandoned-car filled streets.
Like a good neighbor,
Erik was there.
And THAT was how we
spent our first day back after a week in paradise!
My favorite morning coffee spot.
At the resort
The snorkle-friendly lagoon
The beach of Kayliana's dreams!
Luau ready!
Ahh, happy times.
Volcano!
How we felt about having to leave!
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