Friday, February 29, 2008

wrapping it up in AZ



Yes my parents are very happy to see me. This is dad after a Sun's game the night I returned from Hawaii. He had his face painted w/ Welcome Home, Steph and Plan B. What can I say?

I am flying back to meet H and C in St. Thomas next Wed. Yes, we are still in the U.S. Virgins and probably will be there indefinitely, based on weather and finances right now.

I have been trying to wrap up a solid draft of my screenplay and plan to send what I have by Tuesday evening, before my flight Wed. a.m.

Friday, February 22, 2008

Waikele Golf Course and Ko Olina



We had a great time, and were the first to tee off. I started the day off with a birdie and spent the rest of the day trying to regain that level of play. We had some sushi at the clubhouse after lunch and then Amy and I headed to Ko Olina, to enjoy the beach. We saw a turtle in the lagoon while we were there. Today we are going to see the LPGA’s Fields Open here at the Ko Olina Golf Course. A’s volunteering and got me a pass for the morning, then I fly back to Phoenix.

Thursday, February 21, 2008

Coral Creek Golf Course



Yesterday we rocked the Coral Creek Golf Course - gorgeous. Even seven months preggers, A kicked our butts. I was playing bogie golf myself. Today we are off to Waikele Golf Course, it’s almost six a.m. time to head out for our seven a.m. tee time.

Wednesday, February 20, 2008

Hanging at Waimea Bay in the North Shore, Oahu



Yesterday it was “experts only” here where they had monster waves. Today we are off to play Coral Creek here in Oahu. Friday my sister is volunteering at the Fields Open at Ko Olina and she got me a pass to visit. Then I’ll be heading back to AZ. H is in St. John with Celis, who went to the vet this week and is as healthy and happy as ever. I miss them. I can’t believe I was on the boat two weeks ago, it feels like it was a dream.

Tuesday, February 19, 2008

Visiting two of my favorite places: LA and Hawaii



Yesterday I left LAX after a great reunion with my California AD Pi sisters A and A. A and J drove up from Long Beach and the five of us had an amazing dinner at a great little French place called La Frite. A and N put me up at their gorgeous pad. The kids were fine but one of their dogs ate my Erno Lazlo sea mud soap teaching me to learn to keep the door to the guest room shut.

A invited me to join her for a six mile run on Sunday and to our surprise, I kept up O.K. I don’t know how she does that regularly. You go girl.

I also got to ride in a Prius for the first time.. A’s mom’s car. It was so quiet. I was really impressed and will definitely consider one when H and I are ready for wheels again someday.

A and I caught 2 flicks: Juno and Definitely, Maybe and were offered screening tickets for movies for two different nights this week. I was so tempted to stay! But I had a ticket to Hawaii to see my sis, (also A. I know this is confusing but I can’t afford to be sued at this stage in my new career.)

Sister A picked me up yesterday and we were on the beach in no time. She’s preggers, almost seven mos and looking great. We even saw a monk seal on the beach – so cool!
Today she took me to the North Shore where the lifeguards warned that experts only were allowed to surf. I took a few videos and hope to post more pix and those as soon as I can.
A and I are also on a movie marathon. Yesterday we rented Evan Almighty which was a great family flick (although I read in the LA Times that it cost $250 million and might be the biggest financial disaster ever) and The Nanny Diaries (loved the book.)

Well, all for now! Peace.

Friday, February 15, 2008

Visiting Arizona


Had a wonderful visit in Arizona. I have been running around like crazy, visiting doctors, my dentist, hairdresser, and many of my old haunts: shops, restaurants, and most important, my favorite PEOPLE! Highlights included eating at Ko’Sin, where my bro’s currently a sous chef, golf in Ahwatukee (where else?) visiting the thriving Phoenix office of Allison and Partners, and catching up with my friends. I’m now in Burbank airport, waiting for A to visit for the weekend. Then, off to Hawaii on Monday to see my sis A who’s due in May. See the slide show for some great memories.

Back To Civilization


I stepped off the plane in Atlanta almost one week ago at 6:45pm ish Eastern Standard Time. I had a three hour layover until I got my plane to Phoenix.

After being in the islands for a year, the first thing I noticed was the cleanliness of the bathrooms. It was so nice to see the paper toilet covers, the dual toilet paper rolls, the automatic sinks, the automatic soap dispensers, and a clean counter to set my bag down opposite from the sinks.

Next, I walked out and saw a “Life is Good” store. If you haven’t come across this merchandise, visit their web site. They have clever little sayings on tee shirts and their simple smiling character, Jake.

I walked around the store in a daze and decided against shopping.

I took the train 4 stops to the E terminal and got off. The bright lights, clean stores, immediately overwhelmed me. I saw a Starbucks in a book store and walked around. After I glanced around at all the dining options including a deli, a Chili’s, and several bars, I went to my safe place and bought my first Starbuck’s latte since visiting one in Nassau in May. Yes, I have gone nine months without seeing a Starbucks. You see them all over the world, I know, but not in the islands we have visited in recent months: Turks and Caicos, the Dominican Republic, Puerto Rico, or in the U.S. or British Virgin Islands.

I bought a latte, a water and an U.S.A. Today. I was excited to see that it only cost 75 cents (although wasn’t it only fifty cents a year ago?) In the islands, they mark up all the magazines substantially and it is pretty rare to even find a current newspaper. Most hotels like the Ritz Carlton and the Wyndham offer a photocopied digest of the New York Times.

So, there I sat for two more hours. I had two books, my Macbook charged up, DVDs, my ipod, a current newspaper, and I could purchase the Internet for unlimited time for only eight bucks. There was a flat screen television with C.N.N. in my gate’s waiting area. We have not watched television for a year – except when we stayed at a hotel, at a condo, at a friend’s house or from a barstool. I really wished I had a cell phone so I could have called H and some friends.

I felt giddy to be back in the glorious U.S.A. – the greatest country in the world - with so many options. I had some weird memories of business travel and I felt a little guilty and strange for not being at a traditional job. But I had a fabulous sign on the plane that confirmed that I am on the right path for my new screenwriting career. When H’s dad and his wife (stepmom?) visited us, they told us about a screen writer named Peter Hedges. He wrote the movie starring Johnny Depp about Gilbert Grape, another called Pieces of April and most recently, he screened a new film called Dan in Real Life in San Angelo, where his dad resides (as well as H’s rents.) T recommended I see the latter two. Sure enough, the movie on the plane was Dan in Real Life. It’s always hard to hear a movie with the other noise on a plane, but it was a cute story and starred one of my favorite comedic actors, Steve Carrell. When I took out my Screenwriting for Dummies book, the flight attendant asked me if I had seen the movie Juno yet and said that it was written in three months. I have been working on my script on and off since Labor Day in my floating office. I am hoping that I will end this trip with a draft that to share with my short list of friends and family who have agreed to take the time to give it a look and share some feedback. If you are interested, drop me a line!

Phil and Theo Make it Down to St. Thomas


Just noticed I have been remiss in posting for the past few weeks – so here’s a quickie to help catch up. H’s dad and T came to visit us in St. Thomas and stayed at the Wyndham Sugar Bay Resort close to Red Hook. It was amazing to see them after over a year or so. They sailed on Plan B and best of all, while underway, we had his dad pulling lines in my place. Ha ha.

Friday, February 1, 2008

world's first Laszlo store here in St. Thomas


Well, I finally did it. J and I made it over to Charlotte Amalie and visited the Erno Laszlo store in St. Thomas. First, we had lunch at Amalia Café in Palm Passage and had a waiter, C, from North Carolina that kept us on our toes. I was so excited I could hardly eat my Caesar salad, and J had a great looking steak sandwich. Anyway, we walked into the little store and there it was, all things Erno Laszlo. (Warning: male readers and practical females, you may want to skip this post.) Erno Laszlo is a skin care regiment that I have been on since I was twelve years old. My mother sold it at Richards East in Providence, R.I and got me hooked. I especially like the sea mud soap. The good thing about using soap that costs a fortune is that if you start when you are young then you sort of get desensitized to the price a little. Plus, the soap lasts for several months at a time. On the down side, I have to clean my sink pretty often to avoid the icky black residue build up.

According to the company, Dr. Laszlo, a Hungarian dermatologist, pioneered the application of science to the art of cosmetology. He created unique plant-based formulations to help the skin shed dull layers, stimulate collagen production, increase oxidation, accelerate cell renewal and regulate hydration. All in partnership with water. Their motto? Worship your skin.

Laszlo sometimes feels nearly impossible to find – I used to buy it at Neiman Marcus in Scottsdale. That’s why I guess I was so excited to find out that they have it here in the U. S. Virgin Islands, and not only that, this is the first time I have even heard of a dedicated boutique rather than a counter in a department store. It’s like a game when I shop for Laszlo. Most of the time, I would just dash in the counter during my lunch hour or in between appointments and say something like, “Sea mud soap, please. No, I don’t need anything else and I don’t want to open up a Neiman Marcus account.” That way they didn’t have the opportunity to try to sell me a bunch of products that I didn’t need and couldn’t afford. Once in awhile, I try to get personalized advice about the current condition of my skin and then get away as cheaply as possible. They, on the other hand, are usually amazing saleswomen who say things like, “You’re worth it!” and “tell your husband you need a raise!”

G was our gracious Caribbean representative. G. has been selling Laszlo for 30 years and she confirmed that this was the first Laszlo store in the world. (Now, there is also one in Dubai, I believe.) In fact, her son is the sexy model in the Erno Laszlo for Men campaign. G. was really wonderful and took my visit as seriously as I did. I saw pictures of a few celebrities including Madonna and Halle Berry and asked her, does Madonna really use Laszlo? She smiled, “She did.” She scrutinized my skin, asked questions and reprimanded me in a German accent for not completing a full nightly splashing ritual. She gave me a brochure with a reminder of all the steps (there are six) as well as a seemingly heart felt recommendation to replace my drug store’s finest, Oil of Olay, with pHetilyt cream (her standard answer when I inquired about a product’s cost was “thirty something”). She also insisted that I consider adding yet another core product called pHetilyt Oil to my twice daily routine.

I was a little disappointed not to see or hear about anything truly revolutionary, such as Shake It base with SPF, or higher SPF numbers in the daily sunscreen – the pHetilyt cream still only has SPF 15. And I really need a lipstick with SPF, come on, people!