Bubba's. If you are ever in Kauai, eat here. They have the best double cheeseburgers. Not like I ever ate one. Twice.
It's been less than a month since we've been back from Kauai and I already miss her terribly.
I miss 10 a.m. at the pool bar, ordering a double rum and diet and having the bartender fist bump me followed by a "live aloha girl!"
I miss the nanny getting up with my kids in the morning so I could sleep off the 10 a.m. drinks.
I miss not brushing my hair for an entire seven days. See, I forgot to pack a brush and the nanny forgot to pack a brush, both of us figuring that the other probably remembered one. Seven days, no brush. Nada. It was kind of liberating, actually. Maybe next time I'll forget to pack underwear...
I miss waking up with sand in my bed. Because sand in my bed meant I was up to no good the night before.
vodka pineapple for breakfast, lunch and dinner.
Who am I kidding. I have
vodka pineapple for breakfast, lunch and dinner every day. 'Tis the life of a stay-at-home blogger I guess...
And for this very last post on Hawaii (at least until we return in T-minus less than 365 days), I leave you with an excursion we did on the last day of our trip.
A catamaran tour on the Na Pali Coast.
lunch at a seafood shack before heading out
he was in time out
holding hands. ohmahgah
The free mai tais weren't even the best part. No, the best part was that both my kids fell asleep on the catamaran, at the same time. A to the mai tai Men! You mothers out there of two or more know what I'm sayin'.
Back to the daily grind of sleeping in, day drinking and copious tivo'd episodes of Dr. Phil.
I need a vacation.