Such a funny word. I am though, home that is-and funny too I suppose. I’m back at work today, and frankly despite all the Purell showers, not feeling very hot. At least I made it through vacation.
The cruise was fun-different from what we’re used to, but fun. I’ll write more later. At the moment though, just here to say I’m home. I have no energy, and we still have no groceries. Oh yea, and I have no desire to plan the wedding but you know, whatever . That’s the crappy part about coming home-trying to get back in the swing of things. Maybe that’s why I don’t ever leave .
I’m hanging in there, but certainly feeling the wear. And I have bad news folks-the desert rash is back. This time, rather than being on top of my thighs it’s under my arms-the ONE place I neglected to absolutley slather lotion on on a daily basis. It’s not too bad though. I’m pretty sure it also has something to do w/ these starched shirts.
I’m not really seeing too much “fun stuff” now mostly cause I’m too tired to walk through the hall. The other show is in, and this morning on the elevator I saw one of the stars. Her lips were all plumped up and I noticed she spoke funny. I thought how strange to try to enhance yourself only to make yourself sound funny when you talk. Then I realized that in her line of work there’s probably not too much talking. Go figure.
Otherwise it’s pretty quiet for us. All the receptions are done which I’m super excited about, and tonight we’re trying to go to the best Italian place in all the land-with real mofia guys and everything! I’m excited to be home, but for now trying to enjoy my last few days w/ my dear Jake.
The show starts tomorrow, so far, so good. It’s 6:52pm. My next reception is from 8:30-10pm. Kinda sucks to just be sitting around but that’s ok. My feet are alright, except my left pinky toe which I think I’m going to amputate tonight. No dessert rash just yet, but man my hair is stringy out here. What else….I’m tired. That’s to be expected though. I think I’m going to wear the Cr.ocs tomorrow, dress code be damned. My company is just going to have to accept that if they want me actually ON my feet than I need some relief. Oh, I missed Dr. Dr.e this afternoon. Ran my butt off to get a last min green room done up only to have to run off to deal w/ “my older brother Chris’ boss” and never went to actually see who it was. Oh well.Â
I think that’s about it right now. Last night I saw some cool stuff-wish the guys could come out here w/ me and see this. Otherwise, I’m just trying to get some work done in the quiet moments (which I actually have!) and enjoy my last few days w/ Jake.
The sun is filled with shining light, it blazes far and wide.The moon reflects the sunlight back, but has no light inside. I think I'd rather be the sun that shines so bold and bright, then be the moon that only glows with someone else's light.
. That’s the crappy part about coming home-trying to get back in the swing of things. Maybe that’s why I don’t ever leave 
