Daydreaming

hardcore.

I am having some seriously serious daydreams and wanderlust.

Currently flooding my mind- the absolute perfection of fresh mahi mahi fish tacos from a food truck at a sandy picnic table on the North Shore. I can't remember the flavors perfectly or what else was in the dish, but my Lord, I remember perfectly well how amazing it tasted. Post-fish tacos, we went snorkeling, but it was a little choppy and cool.
*Update - going through Joe's pics on FB and I saw he mentioned it in some comments. The truck is called Pupukea Grill. Go there. 

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My obsession with the beach at this point is borderline unhealthy. The desire to travel, dig my toes into the sand, spend multiple days in swimsuits, acquire several layers of sunscreen, sand, salt, and sweat, is almost unbearable! I've never had it quite this bad! I don't know if it's because almost exactly one year ago, Joe and I were doing just that, or if it's because I know that in three months, we will be married and packing for Nicaragua.

Either way, I'm completely smitten, head-over-heals, obsessed, transfixed and mesmerized by everything that has to do with the beach.

Thus. I am going to make myself a swimsuit. Duh.

Thus. I am going to paint beach scenes this long, Memorial Day weekend.

Thus. I will hopefully get some sun bathing in. Good Lord, I am white.

Thus. I have followed a whole host of new beachy bloggers. Cue copious time-wasting and envy.

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Alright, now, who will fund a trip to the beach (any beach!) for me!? I'll sport any product and say anything in front of a camera you want!