These are actually our pictures from Kauai but I couldn’t come up with a witty pun involving “Kauai” so you just get “Will You Maui Me?” Part 2…enjoy!
Full gallery of pictures on Facebook here
Yes, the title is an ode to our favorite cupcake/coffee shop in all of greater Oklahoma City.
The last two weeks have been surreal in an “I can’t believe this is my life and I’m not watching a movie” kind of way. I was driving to my wedding 14 days ago with my brother and I think my exact words were, “I feel like I stepped outside my body and I’m watching somebody else do this right now.” After a few incidents on our honeymoon Jen might be wishing it was somebody else.
In my mind moons made of honey are meant to be enjoyed as vacations both as a couple and as individuals. To me this means doing the usual couple-y things like going out to dinner, holding hands on the beach, and drinking coconut juice out of hand-picked Hawaiian coconuts with two straws and a heart full of love (check). It also means getting to spend some alone time reading, thinking, and…ahem…watching the most important sporting event in the world which, might I add, only takes place once every four years.
Much to my chagrin (and surprise) this is not in the honeymoon by-laws of what a husband is allowed to do. The “conversation” we had about The Cuppies (as Jen eloquently calls the World Cup) went something like this:
Kyle: [quietly turning TV on at 4:00 AM Hawaii time for Argentina v. Nigeria]
Jen: “OH MY GOSH IS THE SUN IN OUR ROOM?! GET ME MY MASK! (her mask is this weird pink piece of fabric she puts over her eyes to block out light, it reminds me a lot of Cruella de Ville)”
Kyle: [Usain Bolt-ish dash and dive into Jen’s suitcase for said mask which I quickly and accurately placed in her hands]
Later that day…
Jen: “[sing-song voice] Is the Cuppies more important to you than our love Kyle?”
Jen: “That’s not the answer I was looking for.”
Kyle: “Oh, well it’s over for today.”
Jen: “Heretofore our love ought return for the entirety of this day…”
Kyle: [rolls eyes]
~ End Scene ~
So I learned a very important lesson on our honeymoon: always turn the TV away from where my wife is sleeping when trying to watch a sporting event in the middle of the night.
I also learned and have been learning (and I mean this in all seriousness) that the things I once put on a pedestal in my mind (like World Cup games) are but a shadow in the fullness of our silhouette as a married couple. I don’t know if that’s a function of my own maturity (doubt it) or a sanctification of our relationship (leaning towards this) but to be learning that perspective is good and right.
Even if my wife’s attitude towards the Cup is wrong 🙂