the mini van from lot 2 aisle 6

I seriously didn’t mean to disappear for weeks on end.

Honest….and i really didn’t eat too many of those blue cheese and onion bites.

{maybe i had a few more then i should have …..}

we have a lot on our plates right now and every time i sit down to write it all out….the words just

jumble all up and nothing comes out right.

So i have a stiff drink or four and then you can’t even understand my jumbled up thoughts so i consider

it a wash and try again the next day but here we are and i’m not able to talk in complete sentences so really

it’s probably better for all of us if i just sit here and drink while letting all of you watch the polls on television.

Bryan and i were able to sneak away to California last week……my mom came and watched the kids for us

so that we might be able to attend my childhood best friends wedding in Los Angeles.

I really didn’t want to come here and write all about our trip because in one of my last posts about our

struggle with money and our house back home ….that had brought on some not needed comments about

what we should or shouldn’t be doing……

but this is my blog….and this is my diary of our life…..

and as long as i sit down to write it all out and you sit down to read it…….

i will be open and honest. 

 i’m all out of fine boxed wine…..so sometimes i’m more open and that could get me in trouble.

We had this tripped planned way before the doom of day hit us so needless to say….many times we went back

and forth as to should we cancel our trip or not…..cancel or not……but in the end it wasn’t about the money

that we would be spending on this trip…..it was about that we needed this trip together.

My best friend since i was 12 was getting married.

This is the girl who when we were 16 years old and out way past curfew……

would help me when i would call home from wherever we were…..and my dad would answer the phone….

i would the one saying…..”hey dad….i’ve got it…..sorry Junie is calling me so late”

then he would say….”hang up the phone” thinking i was in bed but i really wasn’t because i was over

at Junie’s house. So really…..that one reason….along with the fact that she was in my wedding…..

and after being in my wedding……

pretty much promised that she would never never never ever in the history of the world get married ever…not ever.

{maybe i shouldn’t have had all my bridesmaids wear pink taffeta ….hmmmph}

So of course we had to go to her wedding.

and the fact that she was there when Mason popped out of my vagina and scarred her for life.

See……i wouldn’t have missed the wedding for anything.

We used some airline vouchers that we had ….so we pretty much barely spent anything on the tickets to get 

to California…..

and we stayed at my mom and dads beach house that they’ve had for years up in San Simeon.

Needless to say……even though we weren’t stressed about money for  this trip….

the trip just didn’t go smooth right from the start.

First of all…..they ran out of wine on the flight to California.

SERIOUSLY

I AM NOT KIDDING

A FIVE HOUR FLIGHT AND NO WINE

Then we missed our connecting flight through Los Angeles because apparently there was weather over the pacific even though i didn’t see one single cloud in sight…..but our flight was still a half hour late in landing…..

then we had to rent a car and drive up……

which wouldn’t have been a big deal except for the fact that the car we rented was a piece of SHEET

and i’m not kidding when i say don’t rent a car because it’s the cheapest car you can find and the rental car

company lets you pick out any car from their lot of 8 cars.

We picked a mini {van not cooper}….and not because we are cool like that…….

but because we knew we were meeting friends for a day of wine tasting so it would be nice to have a car that

could fit all of us in it instead of us all driving separately and having a bunch of designated drivers vs. just one.

We left the car lot at midnight in Los Angeles and headed north…but not before we grabbed some

In and Out at 12:30 to keep us company on our 4 hour drive up to San Simeon.

You read that right….

In and Out past midnight for our 4 hour drive up north.

We arrived in beautiful San Simeon at 4 in the morning …..climbed right in bed and slept a whopping 5 hours

before getting up and deciding not to waste the only day we would have together before our besties from

Chicago flew in to spend a few days with us.

First stop together on our one day alone……was Target.

I know……sexy right.

I might have even splurged and bought some new panties from Target…..since they were buy 4 pairs get one free.

After we roamed the aisles for 2 hours then headed back out to the mini {van not cooper} so we could

drive over to Trader Joe’s and stock up on some of that two buck chuck we were craving.

We walked up to the mini……and low and behold….someone had hit and run us.

I think between the no wine on the airplane….the missed flight….the not much sleep…and the fact that

i had a double double at midnight…..

the two fangs that appeared when my lip curled up and the twitch i was having in my right shoulder

pretty much told me that this trip might just go down in history as the trip that shouldn’t have happened.

Or maybe it was just another sign not to rent a dodge caravan from the cheapest car lot in LA……not that it was 

the mini {van not cooper}’s fault…..but i believe in faults…..and this mini was going to be a fault.

Officer Shemale showed up and between the biceps and the fact that he/she rode up on a motorcycle….

i knew that we would be well taken care of.

Thank you sweet mary.

We exchanged home phone numbers and i knew i could call him/her with any questions or concerns.

The following day……the stars aligned and all would be right in the world.

Our friends from Chicago had made it……our friends from the bay area had made it……

so we celebrated with lots of wine and great food while lunching at Novu in San Luis Obispo.

I might have had more wine then food…… i think.

After partaking in some non fine boxed wine…….

my friend Alison and i decided to walk across the street and sit in the church that was housed by the 

San Luis Obispo mission.

It was beautiful and quiet.

Then Alison’s phone rang.

twice

she answered it and headed out the back door but not before the lady who was sitting in the front pew

turned around stared me down for 638 seconds.

So i stared right back.

Then she got up and started walking back to me.

I said Sheet twice very quietly and made sure my phone was on silent as she sat down in the pew in front

of me and asked me was i visiting or did i live around there.

Then she went into how she was homeless and all she had were the 2 suitcases sitting outside

and then she asked if i could spare some money so she wouldn’t have to sleep in the hills again tonight.

Sheet

Hit a woman when she’s down. I almost wanted to tell her that we needed money too…..but life has a way

of showing us the dirty when we need to see it up close and personal….so i gave her a $20

{did i really need 10 bottles of 2 buck chuck……}

and she thanked me and walked her way back up to the front to wait till the next girl from out of town

sat down in pew number 16 to reflect on the day.

Friday morning we all got up early……and headed out in the screwed up mini {van not cooper}

and waited till the clock hit eleven and the front door opened up at the very first winery.

It’s sort of a tradition to be the first ones……..

an hour early…..

and all of us standing around at the front door looking at our watches and then counting down the last

ten minutes out loud like a bunch of fun people that we are.


We packed a picnic with us and hit our favorite wineries that we’ve been hitting for years…..

and this year we added a few extra because…..well…..we can handle more wine and also because

our designated driver had just finished a defensive driving class …..so we felt safe.

Even though said driver couldn’t do a three point turn and might have run over a wild turkey that was crossing

the road at the most inopportune time……that said……we still felt safe.


Saturday morning came too quick and we all packed up….said our goodbyes…..and walked out the door

to get in the mini {van not cooper} to drive it back down to LA for the wedding of my best friend.

I wouldn’t miss the wedding for anything said Kasey Buick as she dragged her suitcase behind her

and headed out to the beast of a car.

Flat tire in case you couldn’t tell what that photo up above is.

It’s 9:30 in the morning….we have a 4 hour drive ahead of us and we know what traffic in Los Angeles is like.

10:00: Bryan and his friend Rob try to get the spare tire out from bottom of Mini

10:30 Bryan and Rob successfully find spare tire and unsuccessfully do not get it on.

10:45 Call made to Triple A

11:30 Triple A successfully puts spare tire on but spare tire is a temporary spare that can only be driven 50 miles.

11:33 Kasey starts to cry

11:35 Drive 45 minutes to closest tire shop to get the spare fixed

12:30 On the road to Los Angeles.

4:00 Traffic is at a standstill as we enter Los Angeles.

4:30 Wedding starts

5:00 Arrive at hotel…..run to room…..no time for shower…..brush teeth…change….wash tire grease off hands….

spritz perfume to cover non showered bodies.

5:30 Grab taxi…….

walk into reception which was at the same place as the wedding to everyone seated and watching

us as we saunter in like a couple who obviously missed the ceremony and only wanted to attend 

because of the free booze and food.

But for the first time ever……we really did miss the ceremony because of the worst car in the history 

of the world.

It was one of the most beautiful receptions i have ever been to…..

and i’m not saying that because i’ve only been to a handful of them in the last 10 years…..

but because i love style and i miss what a little style and creativity can do.

My friend had old movies playing on a big screen in the background during the whole reception……

she had mason jars everywhere with candles…..

it was beautiful…even though we missed the ceremony.

So here we are……back home in Kauai……having spent a much needed break away with each other.

Our house back home is still not rented…..and going to California wouldn’t have changed that fact.

I am still working a few evenings a week at a little boutique here in Hanalei……and we have some

major decisions that we have to make in the next few weeks regarding what is next for us.

November is a month that we all need to be thankful….even though it should be a year round event….

and i’m thankful that i have a wonderful family that is healthy and most of all happy.

Life is always going to have ups and downs

that we know

and when we are down….we need to support each other…..

and just because some of us go out of our way to experience life differently then others……

doesn’t mean we still won’t feel the blow of a hard hit.

on the mainland


We flew out Thursday late afternoon and arrived in Chicago early Friday morning…..

needless to say our time here is flying by quicker than you can say

Anthropologie.

I’ll be back later tonight to post all about our trip so far……

but i just wanted to check in with you and tell you that 

it’s taken all of my might to not head into any home decor shops……

and i didn’t even think twice as i drove by the Flea Market on Saturday.

I do miss my green juice though……

and yes….my kids only brought one pair of shoes…..their slippers {flip flops}.

jump start my engine

Fun fact: Kauai which is one of the counties of Hawaii…and is it’s own island….has a population of around 59,000…..for the entire island.

Oahu…which is a county as well as it’s own island…is the most inhabited. In Honolulu alone….which is a city on Oahu….has a population of around…ONE MILLION….in this city alone.

This is where we went.

……………………………………..

Our trip:

*Dropped kids at school….drove to airport….and parked the mini {van not cooper} in the empty front row….at the only parking lot….which is….try not to freak out…..$7  for a 12 hour period…

*spent the next 30 hours away with Bryan….

*we drove straight from the airport once we landed… to Target….

*even though it’s only been 3 months….it’s felt like 3 years….

*spent 2 hours walking every single aisle…

*spent one more hour re-walking them just in case….

*smelled all the Mossimo….

*tried on cute heels even though i couldn’t fit my fat feet in them…

*walked around Target in the heels anyway…

*developed blisters on back of heels…..

* still kept walking around in the heels while blood dripped everywhere….

*also tried on coats and scarves….

*walked around Target in those as well…..

*even though it was 84 degrees outside……

*tried walking outside with heels and coat with scarf but the sirens started blaring….

{word: Security at that Target employs a shmale person by the name of Pat……

 don’t comment on how great her/his hair is…………….

just don’t………trust me.

*had to tell the security officer that i really wasn’t stealing everything….i just wanted to see if i got hot in the coat with cute scarf and if my feet would bloat up anymore because they were stuffed like sausages inside cute heels my feet had not seen in more than three months….

* i just wanted to stand outside for a minute……but apparently….you can’t do that in the big city….

*decided it was probably time to leave Target….

*cried just a little as i left….

*checked into the local ymca…..

*just kidding….

*even though the Y looked a whole lot hipper then the hotel we stayed at….and we stayed at a Sheraton right across from Waikiki beach..….

{have you ever been to Waikiki….if so…tell me what you thought….}

*didn’t sit at the pool….

*didn’t hang out on the beach….

*went to a movie that starred George Clooney….

{and i didn’t even ask to see it…..how lucky is that…}

*found Ala Muana shopping center and thought i found the mothership….

*felt the pull of Nordstroms telling me to abandon everything and join their cult….

*walked away with only asking for a few perfume samples….but not before trying on some yellow Hunter boots in a size 8. {mom..are you reading??}

*had yummy Thai for dinner….

*but next time we will plan trip around Friday nights “eat the street”….when all the food trucks come out and it’s one big local food truck gathering….

*woke up before 8 the next morning……

*in a bed bug free hotel….

*walked over two blocks and ate at a Denny’s…..

*two eggs…two bacon…two sausage please…..

*with a side of black coffee and a heart attack……

*checked out of hotel only using their bed for the night……..

{it was a good bed though….wink wink}

*probably should have stayed at the Ymca ……but the photo does it justice….and yes…i only took two photos….

*which might have bed bugs….so really….what do you choose…

*the place which is all business in the front and party in the back or vice versa?

*Yelp’d the best thrift shop…..

*brought a whole suitcase full of goodies home…..

*held hands with my lover…….

*phone rang and it was Mason calling from school informing me that he was NOT in trouble…..but…

*drove to airport……got on plane…..24 minute flight back to population 59,000………

home.

*My engine needed a jump start….and i’m not talking my 2005 mini {van not cooper}…..but my engine that sits inside MY body.  Being around people….where the pace is elevated…..is just what i needed.

If we didn’t take advantage of having my parents stay with the kids overnight….it wouldn’t have happened….

so i’m glad we got away…..for one night.

It’s just what my engine needed.

honk honk

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