As I was saying...

I am over the rude interruptions!

We are back on Kauai now, and I haven't been drinking, so this entry might read a little less exciting.  Sorry.

 

There were just so many noisy game-players in that Trophy Room!  How's a girl supposed to type her stories?

 

So as I was saying, we had studied the young, attractive doctors and their families and we needed to find out more.

It was really no mean feat finding out the girl's name… I had caught a glimpse as she and her clan were trying to board the shuttle, but couldn't remember it. 

Fortunately, luck smiled on us and she was at the pool an hour later when T and I were lounging in the hot tub. 

The hot tub there, by the way, is nothing short of amazing.  It's not fancy to look at... but it's like being in a warm bath (not too hot) and very fizzy.  I felt like I was lounging in a large warm glass of champagne.  And there are two hot tubs, so if one is full, you just go to the other.

"There she is again," Tim said.  "And she's got the knapsack with her!" I noted.

She went in the bathroom to change her little one's diaper and I followed to see if maybe her knapsack was tag-up on the counter.  It was not.  I washed my hands and left.  Yeah, that's real normal… the girl from the hot tub comes in the bathroom to wash her hands before heading back to the bubbles…

 

Two minutes later, Tim said, "There's your chance.  She just dropped her bag over there."

She had indeed.

For some reason (I guess just so I could read her name, memorize it and google her), she had left her bag on the ground by the towel stand.

I walked over, stood there mometarily, looking at the towels and trying somehow to read her name upside down from above and to the side.

Finally, I felt the need to scratch my ankles.

I did so and finally got a good look at her name.

I originally had it posted on here, but then I thought, "What if she googles herself and my blog comes up and she thinks I'm some kinda psycho?"  

I know it would creep me out for sure if I found myself and my family on someone's blog, that's for sure!

Anyway, I looked her up later on the computer to see what kind of doctor she is.  She's an OB/GYN.  She looked very kind and she probably got high marks in school... she went to USC/Los Angeles.

On the shuttle leaving Koele Sunday, I found out her husband's name.  

This afternoon, I looked him up.

Turns out he's not a doctor at all... but he really would have looked at home in scrubs.

He's an artist... the big-money-making kind.  

Born and raised here in Hawaii, has BFA's from two different schools in San Francisco, has published a few children's books, has won art awards and has his art in the Hawaiian Congress and all sorts of other important places.

Timmer and I were really rather disgusted by their apparent success.  

They could be miserable, of course... but they seemed like quite the golden pair.

The talk on the shuttle bus was between several older doctors heading back to Honolulu after a weekend getaway.  

I heard the girl's name mentioned and they were talking about how it was a weekend of the attendings all getting away with their families.

All for now... will try to add more soon.

Thanks for reading!