Aloha from Alex!

Aloha Ladies and Gents!

I feel an apology is overdue on my behalf. I pretty much haven’t existed on CDR since my departure to Hawaii and the start of the new job. So, I’m sorry. But I must say Harper has been doing a lovely job of holding down the fort while I’ve been MIA.

Hawaii was awesome as I’m sure you can imagine: piña colada in hand, wearing my new Marc Jacob aviators to deflect the sun, and catching up on some light reading while listening to the waves crash… it was exactly what I’d ordered and exactly what I’m now craving to have back. I have to tie in the book that I was reading because if you enjoy this blog, you will enjoy this book. The author is Cindy Chupack (the writer of Sex and the City) and the book is called In Between Boyfriends. Totally, Totally worth the sweet $5.00 Amazon steal. I swear one day Harper will be the next Cindy Chupack… she is her twin in writing form. Such a hilarious read.

All right, enough promoting a billionaires book. Back to Hawaii and my poor self. I went with Lexington’s family, which was such a treat. I come from a family where when we vacation we literally veg-out as in eat all that we can like beached whales. Lexington’s family—not so much. We were on a tight schedule, which was cool because it forced me to go outside of my usual vacation-y self and think, “Awesome, I’ll get a workout in while getting sun!” However, going the week after shark week was a bad decision. Throughout the whole “adventurous” week of kayaking and snorkeling all I could see when I closed my eyes underwater was a great white. Especially during the snorkeling festivities; it took me forever to get the damn snorkel gear on and everyone was starting to get annoyed at my slow pace so I was like fuck it…threw the foggiest googles ever on and swam out… until I hear Lexington’s lovely mother scream out ever so eloquently, “I have a wildlife question!! There is a shark near! Is it safe?” YEAHHH fuck snorkeling. I bailed and went back to my best friend Cindy Chupack shortly after that. That was the moment I realized that being a beached whale totally beats getting any kind of water workout.

Don’t worry CDR followers, I still had thoughts about this blog while on vacation and convinced my adorable “5’-something” boyfriend to write a post from his perspective on being 5’-something guy. He’s studying to be a lawyer and his writing can be a little on the serious side, so Harper and I will have to loosen him up with a few drinks. Just kidding, Lex… Anyway, look out for his post sometime this week!

Also, I’m soo not over the fact that Harper hasn’t dated the Ginger yet… oh well, on to the next one.