Travis and I had an opportunity to go to Maui without the kids and were so excited to have some time together. Unfortunately the trip didn't turn out quite as we had imagined thanks to a little thing I came down with--or should I say broke out with--SHINGLES. One word--OUCH. After our Ragnar race I thought I had a spider bite but it kept getting worse and hurting so we decided to go over to the urgent care and get something for it before we headed to Hawaii. The doctor took one look at it and said, "Uh, that's not a spider bite, you have shingles". WTH. So the doctor gave me lots of medication and assured me as long as I stay covered and dry it was not a problem for me to go to Maui. Great. Sounds fun.
Here I am, very covered and dry on our balcony.

