I have been working everyday for the past month, and this experience has given me a new perspective on work. I’ve decided I don’t like it. I do like working, but not all the time. Not every day. I’m not in any danger of becoming a workaholic. This past week was so crazy, it can now be known as the longest week ever…so far.
All this working has made me recognize the joy that I find in simple, simple pleasures. These simple pleasures include picnics with kids, luaus, quiet dinners with friends, and karaoke at Kailua Palace (twice), all of which I stuffed into my weekend alongside a few hours at work. This weekend’s adventures involved a lot of families and children, a lot of food, and a lot of karaoke.
I belted out awesome 80’s ballads over fruity drinks at a dive bar with the cousins and Maile.
I watched a beautiful Australian family say a prayer and give thanks for their new little baby. Afterwards we had a picnic in their backyard with a billion kids running about, jumping and playing and eventually soaking the host with a hose from the backyard.
I had a lovely dinner at Louie’s house that Louie and Grace prepared. We sat eating the most fabulous chicken marsala, eggplant parmesan, lemon broccoli with pine nuts, wine and truffle pie that one could possibly imagine, then lounged about talking story and watching House Hunters and planning our future travels together.
I attended morning mass, where the reading was about how hard it is for rich people to enter heaven. It made me think how I much I love simplicity, and how I want it as my constant companion throughout my life.
I went to a luau at a friend’s house. It began with a beautiful singer and the most graceful hula dancer performing lovely Hawaiian songs for us, and ended with a ridiculously full Jennie who had completely stuffed herself with kalua pig, lau lau, lomi lomi salmon, haupia, and other Hawaiian deliciousness.
I returned to the beloved “palace,” my favorite Kailua alcoholic/karaoke establishment for more musical adventures, this time with cousin Kate, Lauralynn, Tyler and Gary.
Tonight Kate and I spontaneously bummed dinner from Donald and Alana. We dined outside under a leftover tent from the luau, talked about Napoleon Dynamite with the girls, and were served dessert by Lisse and Nadia, complete with hand-drawn menus and the girls taking our orders dressed in costume. Lisse’s costume even had a nametag and the label “waitress.”
Throughout the hours I was not at work I kept feeling like I was in a movie montage in which one is reliving all the happiest moments of his life. This weekend has been filled with things that remind me what life is really all about, and I am so blessed to have been a part of it all.