A friend of mine suggested I start watching Lost. Yep, you read that right, START watching it. I love TV, but don’t watch a lot of the shows people assume I would i.e. Gossip Girl, The Hills, The City, anything Housewives related, Greys Anatomy, etc. But I decided to give Lost a go with the first season DVD and sweet baby Jesus, I. AM. HOOKED. Like drug-addict hooked. When the last episode on the DVD finished and there were no more I became completely panicked and seriously considered going out to by the whole series. But my willpower reared it’s ugly head, and I shall now wait for Netflix to deposit the next one in my mailbox. The sight of that sweet red envelope will make me convulse in glee.
Here’s the thing though, part of me was kinda jealous of the people on that island. that’s how deranged I am right now with this winter weather. It’s just so damn pretty (despite the smoke monsters/polar bears) and made me think of my two weeks in Hawaii and lifetime ago. And now all I can think about as I sit here with a pile of work to do is going back to Kauai- more specifically, The Princeville resort on the Napali Coast where we stayed for one of those weeks (the other at the very glam Four Seasons Wailea). It’s been purchased and renovated by The St. Regis and looks better than ever, but the best part about it is the location. It is the most peaceful, happy place on earth and I want to go back NOW. This frigid weather is turning me into a complete sourpuss.
I need sun.
I need warmth.
I need TO GET THE HELL OUT OF NEW ENGLAND.
Ok, I’m done venting. Thanks.
