Lazy Day

Remember how I was supposed to get up early to go for a run this morning? Well, when my alarm went off at 5:45am, I just couldn't do it. I turned the alarm off and slept until 8:00am. Oh my gracious, that felt GOOD. When I woke up it still wasn't hot outside so I still got my run in :o) Last time I was here, Dana and I ran all around the golf course so that we could go pretty far without actually running far away. Get it? Because of the windiness you can get in good mileage in a small area. But today I started off on the golf course and noticed big signs that say get off if you're not golfing. So I got off and had to run on the street. Now, either those signs weren't there last time or Dana and I just completely ignored them. I'm thinking it was more of the second one, but I'm not entirely sure. All I know is that when you can't wind around on the golf course, there's not very far that you can go. I ran everywhere I could (I got stopped by resorts and a freeway) and was only gone half an hour. Oh well, that's better than nothing, so I'll take it.

When I got back from my run Mom and I went to breakfast at one of the restaurants at the hotel and then we headed to the pool. That's where we spent the majority of our morning. It was overcast and sprinkled every once in a while and so I was super bummed that the day we chose as our beach day was the day that was cloudy. Mom said, "I really like this, I know I'm still getting sun, but it's not that hot." I told her I didn't like it because I couldn't feel the sun and that you can't tan when it's over cast. You can burn, but you can't tan. And I was right. Even though I had sunscreen and Maui Babe tanning lotion on (which has SPF in it) my chest is still red. Luckily it's not the bright red kind of red, but it's definitely not all tan :o( Urrrgggg..... I only have one more day left to get golden brown, and I don't know how well I'm going to do.

Dad got out of his meetings at 12:30pm and so he met us out by the pool and we had lunch there. You'd think that for how expensive the pool side food is, that it would actually taste good, right? Not so much. And it took FOREVER to actually get our food. Whatev', it's not a huge deal at all, but I've always got to put in my two cents, right?

After lunch we headed back to the room so Dad could change and we could pick up our snorkeling stuff. We headed north to a bay that Dad heard was a really great snorkeling spot. We had to take a short little walk through a forest to get to the beach. It was so pretty, but it left me a little sad. The forest was rain foresty and just made me realize how off my room is. My classroom does not look a thing like what we walked through today. I wanted to grab some of the vines from off the tree to hang up, but Mom's convinced that they wouldn't make it through customs when they do the bag check. Dang shoot, those would have really helped :o)

Beside the cool little nature walk we took, the snorkeling was amazing. We saw some fish that we hadn't seen yet this trip, saw a couple turtles, and a couple eels. I saw a freaking huge blow fish- not the puffer fish that I see everywhere and think are blow fish, but an actual blow fish. There was lots of cool coral to look at too. The only down side was that I had attempted to give my booties another chance and so after a while my feet started killing me. I finally caught a glimpse of the size today. No wonder they hurt, I've been cramming my size 7 foot into a size 5 bootie. It did bother me, but when I saw something I was really excited about, I forgot the pain :o) Hehehe, the first turtle we saw was so funny. He was half way under a rock/cave thing and was scratching his shell on the rough rock. He was doing it on one side for a while and then turned his body so that he could scratch the other side of his shell. I guess that earlier that day someone had spotted a sting ray, and I was excited to maybe see that, but that was a no go, no sting ray this trip. But honestly, it was a great place to snorkel, and if we would have had more time and if my feet hadn't have been killing me, we could have spent a lot more time out there, it just kept going and going and everywhere you went, there was new stuff, it didn't just repeat.

The reason we had to get back was because we were meeting up with one of the whole salers or something for dinner. The guys we ate with are really nice guys, but I did not do as good of a job holding my own in conversations as I did the first night we were here. I tried, every now and again to start a conversation with the guy sitting on my left, but when I'd ask him a question, he'd give a super short answer. Luckily Mark and Minka were down at my end of the table. They are never short on conversation topics. They kept the flow pretty good at our end. After a while, I did have more of a saw in things, so it was less awkward, but for real, Mark and Minka dominated the talking- and that's not a bad thing. But our table was definitely cut in two. Dad and the CEO of whoever we were eating with were talking business and then our half of the table was talking about whatever random topics we were discussing.

After dinner we headed over to the TPN ice cream social. I was full from dinner and so only grabbed a dessert shot and skipped the ice cream. And since I'm not social, I told Dad I was going to cut out. He told me to wait because he was just going to finish his bowl and split too. So that's what we did- Dad and Mom had their ice cream and then we left before any drunkards got up to do karaoke. I walked outside to our room. It is such a gorgeous night outside tonight. The moon, the stars, the palm trees, it's unbelievably beautiful. So why am I wasting my time inside typing a blog? Peace out homes, I'm going back out into the night time. (Don't worry, that's all I had to write for today anyway, I'm not skipping out on anything.)

Oh, snap. Hold up, there's one more thing. On the Blue Water Rafting tour the guides told a joke that Dad thought was hilarious. He's been saying randomly ever since and so I told him to stop because it's not funny anymore. He said that he didn't want to forget it and that's why he kept saying it over and over. I told him I'd blog about it so that it would be written somewhere so he can refer back to it sometime if her really cared that much. So here it is. In Hawaii, they call appetizers Pupus. And beef is Peepee. So if you want to order a beef appetizer, you have to order a Peepee Pupu. There we have it, besides the pirate steering wheel joke, that's Dad's favorite.