Now that we've had some time to decompress, I'll share some more Hawaii stories and photos.

Grandma Joan ('G") and Grandpa Harry ("Pops") were nice enough to invite the Monagan crew to join them for a week on the beautiful island of Oahu. They found a wonderful house on the beach, over on the northeast side, far away from the hustle and bustle of Honolulu. (click me for a link to the house info). I would recommend that place to anyone interested.

If you looked up "beach house" in the dictionary, you'd probably find some boring definition written by a guy that went to an Ivy League School. But they should probably put this picture in there.



Looking back toward the South. Stop drooling on your keyboard.



The house was loaded with anything and everything you could possibly need. Kayaks, snorkel gear, fishing poles, big ole glasses that you could fill with rum. Even toys for kids of all ages.



Here Pops and Jason contemplate why the sky is so beautifully blue. Turns out, there's a scientific explanation. Something about 'if it was green, you wouldn't know when to stop mowing'.



Here's what happens when I start playing with the features on my camera. A little moonlit shot of the gang enjoying the early evening.