Day 107: Hooker Boots and Hopes

I actually managed to escape my house for a fair portion of the day today. (Victory is mine.) It was a gorgeous All Saint's Day, so my mom and I decided to take Sophie and walk around downtown Hot Springs. There's this gorgeous path that goes by the main park downtown and right behind Bath House Row.

It gave me a sort of reverse homesickness. It was such a gorgeous day, and downtown Hot Springs is truly beautiful in a Stars Hollow sort of way, so instead of wishing I was back in Seattle, I wished that all of my Seattle friends could come see Hot Springs. I wish that I didn't live so far away and that visits were more feasible because there really are things to show off down here.

Lauren, Kelli and I have been talking about how much we need another photo day, and as I was walking today, I kept seeing all of these places that would make amazing photos. But the chances of having a full-scale day like that here on the Ark are incredibly slim, and that makes me sad in a way.

I can't wait for Amy's visit in December. There are so many places that I want to take her and so many things I want to show her.

I'm hoping that more people can eventually make their way down here.

Today, I am grateful for:

• a gorgeous day in Hot Springs.
• being Rule 15ed by my mother and having it result in new black pumps and a bangin' new pair of hooker boots.
• getting out of the house.
• having (what I think is) a really cool idea for NaNoWriMo. It's ending up being really cathartic, and I'm oddly proud of it already.
• finding out that Justin kept all of the Philadelphia pictures that I sent him while I was visiting my brother.