Lately we've been:
Simultaneously getting ready, and didn't realize we were matchy-matchy until we were heading out the door.
Post Halloween make-up removal. "Here's your makeup wipe, Nik." #thingsyouneverthoughtyouwouldsay
There are black jettas with Idaho license plates everywhere. I'll always think I've found our car, only to realize my key doesn't work. On this particular day, our poor car was parked next to its better looking twin. No broken antenna, all the hubcaps, and shiny clear lights. Whatever hot Jetta, we have a new windshield we might have paid too much money for.
My little sister needed to make a cake for a birthday party. I have the more equipped kitchen, however, between the two of us we didn't have cake pans. Enter: chocolate mint bundt cake.
Welcome to the family, shiny red chair. We are not thrifters. We are surplus sale shoppers. When furnishing our house, we found three old school chairs and I love them. Nik found a new one to add to the collection.
Halloween is my least favorite holiday. Every year I stress about costumes, and we both had crazy weeks with no time to worry about it. So I went with the least creative costume ever, and Nik went with one that was cool in 2008.
Halloween surprised me this year. We had a blast at a party thrown by friends, including a scavenger hunt at the graveyard next to their home.
Since September, Nik has been working on one of his largest projects to date. Today was the first portion of the shoot, and I tagged along on set.
Being on set is always interesting, because I just take up space and get in crew members' way. I can't be an extra because I forget how to even walk when in front of the camera. I'm also a shot ruiner because of my tendency to look the camera straight on.
Despite my uselessness, I remain on set because:
a. I want to be a supportive wife.
b. I need to make my presence on set familiar, so when they need a cat wrangler they'll know just who to choose.
c. I am good at performing random errands.
Errands such as:
Providing caffiene to a sleep deprived husband.
Keeping elevators open when loading and unloading equiptment. Pretty much the whole production relies on my ability to stand still, watching everyone haul equiptment that weighs as much as me while I play on my phone.
And over documenting like a proud, overprotective helicopter soccer mom.