I'm not saying this to brag or rub it in your face, just to force myself to believe it. I'm not convinced. I don't really feel like tomorrow I'm going to Hawaii with Kyle to celebrate our first anniversary. First of all, it doesn't feel like we've been married a whole year. I'm not quite ready to not be a newlywed anymore. It still feels like a recent event--I'm not used to it yet. But it's true--last year, at this time, we were in the throes of wedding preparation. Man. A whole year ago.
Second of all, Kyle and I are not the kind of people who go to Hawaii. Our honeymoon was a very reasonable trip to Monterey, a mere two hour drive, which is as paradisiacal as I need. The last plan we had for our anniversary (before we decided on Hawaii) was to go to Las Vegas--which is what, six hours away?
Anyways, though I'm feeling stressed about airport business and packing, I'm not quite even to the excited anticipatory pre-trip stage. I'm hoping that I'll get there before we get there, because that's part of the fun.
While in Hawaii, we are going to visit the Polynesian Cultural Center, explore the giant maze at the Dole Pineapple Plantation, go kayaking in Kailua, go snorkeling in Hanauma Bay, hike Diamond Head crater, and laze around for hours on the beach. We may not do some of those things, we may do different things. I don't know yet. I DO know that it will be amazingly fun and hopefully relaxing. I'm mostly excited to spend the days with Kyle--it's such a big deal that he won't be at work! I've been so stressed about what clothes to bring and how many books I need and finding my camera battery charger that I haven't even spent much time thinking about the reason for the trip, the whole anniversary thing. I will though. This DOES mean that everyone is spared a sappy post about how much I love Kyle. You're welcome.