Aloha from Hawaii, from a ridiculously photogenic beach resort on a crescent-shaped beach on West Maui. I am two mai tais to the wind.
Tomorrow is my wedding day. I was just looking at Martha Stewart's Weddings magazine, and I realized that I do not have a bouquet for tomorrow morning's nuptials ceremony, scheduled at 0900. Guess I need to stop at the local grocery store to grab a bunch of local flowers. Nor do I have appropriate shoes. My white strappy sandals, which I usually wear with my rather preppy strapless summer dresses, will have to suffice.
I have not blogged for a week. Much has happened, my friends. Lots of work, 4-5 good runs (on steep hills!), and thousands of miles of air travel. We flew from Washington, D.C. to Honolulu on Tuesday. E. flew America West, while I flew Northwest Airlines as I used frequent flyer miles.
I flew first class all the way, which means that I actually got fed surprisingly decent meals, the flight attendants were extremely courteous to me, and they served us decent drinks (mai tais with pineapple slices and tiny umbrellas!) on the way to Lotus Land (see Tennyson, Lord Alfred).
We spent the night in Waikiki, where the hotel (the Sheraton Waikiki) sent us a bottle of champagne to toast us on our impending wedding. Very sweet. E. and I only argued once or twice, and the next day, we hopped on a puddle-jumper to Maui.
By the way, Waikiki, which is chockablock with high-end boutiques and couture shops (e.g. Tiffany, Prada, Max Mara), is full of Japanese tourists. And they do love to shop. Hawaii is closer to Tokyo than it is to Washington, D.C., you know.
We ate at a fairly inexpensive Japanese noodle shop for dinner. Then we retired to our room, which looked over the beach at Diamond Head. Which is unspeakably picturesque. I took a photo, and will post it once I return on the mainland over the Labor Day weekend.
Damn it, I see that the computer here in the hotel lobby will boot me off in 10 minutes. Y'all are going to have to learn more about my nuptials and how I'm keeping up with my running tomorrow. After I've made an honest man of E.
Taking the plunge, folks. Wish me luck.