where's the mayhem?

Alrighty folks. Well we just barely survived a Maui dinosaur bug attack, thanks to Heidi's brilliant idea to open the window in our bedroom. The bugs here are the size of small flying rodents, and they scare us. Heidi says..."one touched my arm" *tear*. SOoooo anywho. We just enjoyed a lovely BBQ steak and margarita dinner with my aunt and uncle...and don't forget the potato mac! Let's recap our lovely Maui day...

We woke up at the butt crack of dawn to an "air raid siren" (which, at the time, we just automatically assumed that we were about to be killed by a tsunami, so in response we ran to the balcony and screamed "TSUNAMI" and watched to see how big the killer wave was going to be). Clearly henceforth undoubtedly, we were wide awake at 7am. We stumbled over to mom and dad's much crappier condo (hello, our lanai is waaay bigger) and had some breakfast and coffee and chatted (aka made fun of my mom). We then proceeded to shower (see previous blog), Hillary perfected the curly hair products (humidity is a bitch and a half for the hair happiness), and eventually went down to the beach. The water was fabulous - not too warm, not too cold, just pure Maui refreshment. Us Oregonians are used to ocean water that feels like tiny little knives stabbing your entire body, so this was a real treat. However, Heidi had a little "wave mishap" when she decided to test out her adventurous streak and waded into the water so that a wave smashed her into the ocean floor, getting large amounts of sand in the nether-regions. After a full de-sanding, we listened to my mom talk about the Sarong she purchased ("ISN'T IT CUUUTE?!?!!?") for $5. In fact, I can hear her in the background talking about it right now. In light of her fantastic Sarong purchase, we decided to peruse the local merchants ourselves sans parentals. The amount of tacky Hawaiian crap was overwhelming, yet awesome at the same time. Heidi and I are seriously considering purchasing matching Hawaiian muu muus, and wearing them for the rest of the trip (think poofy sleeves). The only speed bump in our day occurred when my mom, upon our request, went across the street to buy some RUM (notice I said "rum") to make some pina coladas. Clearly, mom is not a regular at the liquor store. Clearly, we are also 25 and make mommy go across the street to get us liquored up. UNFORTUNATELY, as we were preparing the blender to make our cocktails, we pull out the half gallon of "rum" mom bought, and noticed it happened to say "GIN" in huge blue letters. Apparently the Sarong was on too tight, because mom SWORE she bought rum, yet came back with a different clear alcoholic beverage. She is now planning on returning the gin to the liquor store (WHO DOES THAT??) tomorrow. She will plead her case, and try to convince them that she is legally blind and mildly retarded (which won't be too difficult as long as she has her Sarong). We will be sure to keep you updated on the outcome.

Well kiddies, it's almost time for bed here in Maui land.

Goodnight and Mahalo