Love stories and slumber parties!

Jelisa and Shellee in front of an outdoor surf shop

Shellee and Jen making dinner

On Saturday, we decided to go to Hale'iwa to get another snow cone and look through all of the little shops. We got on the bus and across the way from us was a guy who looked a little cleaner than a bum, but not much. Shell, Jen and I were all talking amongst ourselves and this guy starts asking us all of these questions (i.e. our names, where we're staying, how we're liking Hawaii, etc). His first question was, "Are you three sisters?" (Oh why of course--since we look SO much alike!). We informed him that we, in fact, were not sister which lead him to his next question--our names. I thought he looked a little sketch so I told him my name was Lisa, then Shellee and Jen gave him their names. This guy was apparently a talker from way back! He told us all about how he was living in L.A. and went to prison, then got out and came to Hawaii for vacation and decided to stay.  He asked us where we were going so we told him we were going to get snow cones and he said, "Oh dang! I have a snow cone coupon back in my tent that I would've given you." Are you serious?! In you're TENT?!?!?! A second later, the guy yelled "Lisa", so I turned and said, "yeah?" He said something like, don't take this disrespectfully, but you're really pretty. I told him thank you which he then chose to ramble on and on about! He said, "You're very catching to the eye" then he turns to Shell and Jen and says, "Not that you girls aren't pretty, you're all very pretty, but Lisa is just catching to the eye." Ok, ew!  I started trying to not look at him, but then, the hits just keep coming! He says, "I really like your toes" (I have neon orange gel toes at the moment and was wearing sandals) so I told him thank you again and we endured another few long minutes before his stop finally came. He got off the bus and we welcomed the opportunity to have him gone! We've had much laughter over that bus ride!

Our cockroach stories just keep getting better! I feel like I should be saying, "Tune in for tomorrows near death experience as three young girls escape the cockroaches!" Saturday night we saw four or five different cockroaches, basically like 10 minutes in between each one. We've got the system down where Shellee gets a flip flop and smashes it, Jen picks it up and flushes it down the toilet, and I just stand there all cowardly being of absolutely no help. We had decided to go to bed so Jen and I went upstairs to get ready. A few minutes later, we hear Shellee downstairs swatting flip flops like a mad woman and talking to herself. Jen and I listened and were like, "Oh man, she must've found another cockroach." About 2 minutes later, Shellee comes stomping up the stair in her pajamas, pillow in hand and says, "Can I sleep with you guys?" Of course we welcomed the company and all three of us slept up in the loft with the master bedroom and king bed empty downstairs. Who would've thought that a bug the size of an almond would bring three grown girls to be such scaredy cats? This, unfortunately, is our reality:)