and being anywhere else but this frigid weather.
Last May, my husband and two of our friends took a trip to Hawaii. It was such a great relaxing trip. Not only that, but I was 7 months pregnant and my friend was 4 months pregnant. This was our last really good, relaxing vacation before a baby (or another baby in her case).
I dream of going back on a regular basis. Life there was so much simpler. We woke up, went to the beach, found a Hawaiian Ice store, watched the locals, went back to the beach, stopped by the local grocery store for some more food to take up to our vacation rental which sat on the top of a hill overlooking the ocean … I mean, tell me that isn’t the perfect life.
Instead, we get to deal with icy roads, work, a crying, hungry little girl, and the noise of the neighbors upstairs.
