monday funday.

i am looking so forward to tomorrow. because it's tuesday, and that means i get to work from the rehearsal space and be my zany, crazy self at work. and wear jeans. and do laugh meditation. i can't wait. i also get to go to jonnah's roll your own sushi birthday party, and bring her a cake decorated as a sushi roll. pretty stoked about how that could turn out.

there's a dripping faucet in our basement that i can hear no matter what is going on in the house. it drips constantly into the bottle that i found to put under it to catch the water. but now the bottle is full. what do i do with the leftover 'gray' water?

i delivered a turkey cake tonight that was not up to par. in fact, it fell apart in the car... at least the tail end did, and the last two inches and feathers were a bit of a mess. i took the money and left, but after about ten minutes of driving just couldn't stand having that be my professional contribution to my friend Mark's work party. i turned around to return his money.

i love to contribute and do things for my family, especially bring them treats and baked goods- only if it's because i'm somewhat expected to. it's thanksgiving in three days, and i don't have time to even bake a pie. i told my mom i'd bring rolls and broccoli. i feel like a slacker.

i am in serious like with a man in los angeles, a place i swore i'd never go back to, for many personal reasons. in two weeks, i am going back for the second time in two months and i can't wait. funny how life changes.

i'm up to season five in lost, and the first ten episodes have expired on hulu, and i can't find the season anywhere. i finally paid for the netflix dvd that myla ate, so that lost season five discs will move to the top of my queue and actually be sent out. however, i was completely disappointed to find out that netflix doesn't even have release season five until december 8. so still i wait!

i had a date with my roommate to watch friday night lights tonight and was looking forward to it all day, but instead we sat in the living room, curled up in sweatshirts and blankets and talked about our cousins and the far away boys we are both liking. it's fun to have a live in friend.

my dogs are still crazy. myla is getting fixed on wednesday, and i never thought i would be so happy for someone to take her silly uterus out. but i'm glad. cause it means less energy, and a new duvet cover for me! and hopefully maybe less pms on her part.

i feel happy. genuinely happy. i went to therapy today and cried a bit, but in the way that i was in touch with my emotions- i knew what i was crying about and it was appropriate. i left and didn't feel crazier, didn't feel like i had bigger problems; i felt lighter, knowing that i am growing in confidence of myself and loving my life and actually living it. i am happy.