Hawaii- Part 3

Part 1 - Part 2

My last two days in Hawaii were quite eventful. 

We decided to hike Koko Head bright and early. It was also a great workout but so much fun to have him by my side. I love love love how physically active and adventurous he is. Koko Head was no joke though. 642 ft high. Steep steps. Legs burning. Next time I def want to do Diamond Head. 

Afterwards we set out to treat ourselves with a beer at Kono Brewing Company. Where I fell in love with yet another Hawaiian brewed beer. 

As soon as we made it back from our hike it was time to get ready for the ball. Eeek! I could not wait to get my dress on and see my handsome Soldier Boy in his blues. Boy did not disappoint. We pre-gamed and I got to meet his buddies. One in particular who I had become friends with while he they were on deployment and who gave me the name of Cupcake Princess. It was fun to see Soldier Boy interact with his guys.

{go big or go home}

Note to self: never hike or do something extremely active before planning to booze it up that night. We both got drunk very quickly. I ended up spilling wine on my dress (white wine, thank goodness) and a certain someone, cough cough, passed out early. It was a bummer to only be in my dress and with him for an hour or so, but he redeemed himself and hopefully this won't be the last ball we attend together. I felt beautiful though. Soldier Boy did a great job at picking out my dress and I got so many compliments on it. 

The next morning was a bit on the rough side. But, it was a beautiful day out and my last day so it was one to not be wasted. We eventually made it out to Pearl Harbor. It's pretty crazy to think about all that happened there. I mean I just can't imagine. 

So yeah, I cried. I really tried not to because I hate crying. But, I didn't want to leave. How do you leave your heart behind? Your other half? The trip went far better than I could have ever imagined. I fell harder in love with this man. The moment he kissed me good bye at the airport I was already missing him. The long travel home, 15 hours, was really really hard. The further I got from Hawaii the more my heart ached.

I did get a lovely welcome home from my baby boy, Jax. 

Puppy kisses will just have to do for now.

Which, I just realized, Jax is now 2 years old! Time flies.


Soldier Boy, if you're reading this.... I really miss your farts....
Oh yes... I just went there.

The good news? We get to see each other again in 10 days, for about a month. He'll be in our ol' stomping grounds this time. It will be the best month ever, I just know it. Can't wait!!

Home is where the heart is.

And this, my dear friends, is the beginning of our beautiful love story..........