Just got a confirmation from my dad. He’ll meet us in Honolulu in January for Emily’s wedding.
Oh, I didn’t tell you?
We. Are. Going. To.
Emily is the youngest daughter of my dad’s best friend Ray who lives in Hawaii. Ray’s been bugging my dad for years for us to come visit.
When I told Brandon about it, he looked at me and said, “Okay. Let’s go.” Surprised the hell out of me. Really?
“Well, that’ll take care of what we’re getting each other for our anniversary, right?”
Damn skippy, baby. Damn skippy.