My body is definitely starting to adjust to Hawaii time! I slept 9 glorious hours last night, waking up at 7; but it felt like the day was half over by the time we picked up the Strawns at 8:30 to head up the mountain toward Waimea.
Saturdays are Farmer’s Market Days in a lot of these small Hawaiian towns and Waimea is no exception. They have at least two every weekend and Mike and I make a point of visiting this amazing little town every chance we get. (If we were to ever live here full time, Continue reading
Even though I always want to keep it real here on the blog, I’m not really in the mood to talk about all the things that went wrong yesterday, like the security lines at DFW, the man that threw the contents of his water bottle at us and walked away or,