hawaii on my mind

i'm getting all psyched about my imminent trip to the tropics. you know, rooting around in my parents' mess of a basement digging up snorkel gear and making a mental list of cosmetics and toiletries to carry on or check.

then my dad, watching the weather, bursts my bubble. "looks like snow on friday morning." what time. "early." we might just miss it. we're flying to chicago. "you'll be flying right into it then."

oh, fantastic. just what we need to get our weekend off to a good start: delays on our already pushing 15-hour jaunt beyond the continental u.s. to that other part of the country we sometimes forget about.

wonderful. can't wait.

on the bright side, i've dug up my photo album from my first trip to hawaii almost two years ago now. a link to the whole album is at the end of this post.



i've removed some of the messy drunken photos and preserved only the beautiful scenery and classy cousin shots with me looking pallid next to a skinny, bronzed brianna.



what. i was young and impressionable, fresh off a painful break up, with my lifelong closest pal/family member and thousands of miles from home.