(Disclaimer: I hesitate to write this post as I normally would due to the topic. I feel so much for those who received the rough part of the storm, especially those whose homes and lives were damaged. I understand the somber/serious point of the hurricane, and it makes me sad. With that being said, anyone who reads this please understand that I am not ignorant nor am I trying to make light of the situation--I am simply explaining how Christian and I dealt with the storm.)
Step 1: first and foremost, definitely DON'T go to work, like this guy here.
Chances are you wont even have the option because, OH WAIT, all the public transit is shut down.
Step 2: Sleep in. A must.
This works best if you have a cuddle buddy.
Bonus if he will also rub your back for you.
Step 3: Eat cookies for breakfast. Also a must.
Step 4: Check the weather 8 thousand times.
Also read every article about FRANKENSTORM that you can get your hands on.
Make sure you tell anyone who will listen (read: Christian) literally everything you read.
Step 5: Watch a lot of movies.
Netflix becomes your best friend.
Some examples of ones you might enjoy are:
Abbot and Costello Meet Frankenstein
Catch Me if You Can
Dial "M" for Murder
Maybe we watched 3 of these yesterday......
Step 6: Play Scrabble.
Play Banana Grams.
You can even play Werewolf if you like!
This works best if you dominate every game like a champ.
Step 7: Give yourself a bangin' manicure and pedicure.
Complete with cuticle trim.
Step 8: EAT MORE COOKIES.
Step 9: Have a spaghetti dinner banquet with everyone in the Barlow Center.
Complete with Jazz music.
And never mind the fact that you've been eating all day already....
Step 10: Stay up super late because GUESS WHAT.
You don't have work again the next day.
And THAT my friends, is what to do when you are stuck inside for 24 hours straight.
I figure I should probably document all this beauty before FRANKESTORM comes this weekend and ruins everything with cold weather and rain. (I swear to you I saw a headline in which they gave that misnomer to hurricane Sandy.)
So when cooler weather started setting in a few weeks ago, I was gushing to a friend here about how much I love fall, and how much I miss being in Provo right now, as all things autumn are befalling that little city.
I mean hello, those glorious mountains?! Kill me!
THEN she went on to say that fall here in DC is way better than in Utah!
My initial reaction to such an audacious statement:, and I quote:
However, I might have to eat my words a bit.
Because fall here IS beautiful.
It certainly doesn't compare to the majestic beauty of Provo canyon,
but it lasts WAY longer here than in Utah!
I mean, more than 2 weeks of legit autumn weather?!
I mean, it's still pushing 70 degrees here most days, but all of the leaves are still glorious!
(Plus, it DID snow in Utah today so.... we win.)
So let's just say, I could never stop loving fall in Utah.
But fall in DC has not been disappointing in the least.
If you were in elementary or middle school during the 90's, I'm sure you remember the tremendous hype that surrounded the movie "Titanic".
I was not spared from that phenomenon.
Which actually makes no sense to me in hindsight.
Did I know ANYTHING about the Titanic, except for that it sunk?
Did I know who James Cameron was?
Did I yet appreciate the music of James Horner?
I mean, did I even know who Leonardo DiCaprio was?
The answer is a resounding NO to all the above.
I just knew all the words to "My Heart Will Go On" (because literally 40 kids sang it that year at our school talent show. also, didn't everyone know all the words?)
and that Leo was so dang handsome that my 7 year old heart throbbed at the sight of him.
Thus, I was determined to see the movie just like the rest of my friends. You guys.
I just have to tell you the depth of my obsession.
I remember one night going to bed crying because my mom wouldn't let me see the movie with my cousin Natalie. So instead I just listened to the soundtrack on repeat. (Still jealous, Nat)
this is how old young I was when that happened. Such the emotional baby! Literally I was like 7!
Also maybe sometimes I would even wear red tights on my head and pretend I was Rose, because I thought she was the most beautiful woman ever. (That was before I knew Kate Winslet was actually blonde. All I can say is RUDE hollywood.)
When the Titanic exhibit came to the Arizona Science Center when I was in 6th grade, my best friend Nicole and I were the number 1 and number 2 people in line.
Our life long dream was now coming true.
WE COULD BE APART OF SOMETHING TITANIC RELATED EVEN THOUGH WE STILL HAD NEVER SEEN THE MOVIE AAHHHHH.
The best part?
She bought a Titanic chocolate bar and I bought the Titanic board game at the end of the exhibit.
Which we proceeded to play immediately upon our arrival home.
All while listening to the soundtrack.
And pretending to write letters to Jack.
While holding a fan in front of our faces so the "wind" would blow our hair around dramatically.
Other times, we would put on an old wedding dress and butler clothes and pretend we were actual travelers on the Titanic. (Sorry for always making you be the boy Nicole. It's about time I apologized for that)
But this was also coming from the girls who played with Mary-Kate and Ashley Barbie dolls until they were in 8th grade, so maybe that's not surprising at all.....