The shoot was mostly outside in the heat all day, so when I arrived back at the home front all I wanted to do was relax. I managed to convince myself to do a load of dishes before I curled up on the couch with National Geographic. My roommate Paul walked upstairs and into the kitchen when I was on the couch. He was completely silent, until I heard him say, "Ummm, Hali? Have you been in the kitchen lately?" I replied saying yes, that I did some dishes just shortly ago. His response, "OH, well... um. Have you seen the floors?" This is when I got off the couch and walked into a room filled with bubbles. Lots and lots and LOTS of bubbles completely covering the floor, 4 inches deep. I couldn't help but start cracking up and realizing that I couldn't even manage to do dishes (smiles).
Today I e-mailed a church in Portland, Oregon. Trying to get connected to the city before I even arrive is going to be an interesting task. I know God will open doors though.
Also, I hate being on my period. I usually don't get emotional or needy, but for some reason it's hitting me this time. All I wanted were hugs all night. To be told I was pretty. To be smiled at. And to eat a giant cake as epic as the one in Matilda. (Sighs) Stupid Eve. The things I deal with because of you.
PS.
I love spinach.