It’s a glorious day in Maui. The sun is shining, the clouds are thin and distant, the sky is blue blue blue and the wind is on vacation. The holidays are here, and store windows are sparkling with tinsel and christmas displays. I hear it’s snowing in BC, and as I look out my window and can’t help but think I’ve done something right to be where I am. I can’t help but smile. But my smile is crooked as life beats back my smirk just a little… I just got back from the dentist and the right half of my face is numb. I spill all over myself when I try to drink anything and I can only smile a little half smile. I guess gloating about the the sun and sand instead of the snow and cold only deserves a half smile for me anyway… I am flying to Vancouver for Christmas, leaving the warm winter swells of Maui for bundled up snow angels, scarves and mitts and red noses. I can’t help but still think it’s the best of both worlds. I smile another crooked smile.