Last week Adam and I flew to Los Angeles for a film festival our movie was in. I gotta admit, I wasn't too excited to go at first. I know that sounds awful, but the whole trip was 44 hours with 20 of it devoted to travel. Also I don't do well at social functions. We had to go to the awards dinner, black tie and all. That means getting dressed up and the whole shebang. I have an awful habit of building things up in my mind sometimes, over thinking everything. Time and time again though, I finally realize to let go.
It was so much fun in a whirlwind sort of way. We got there at 2:00pm after waking at 3:30am to fly. As soon as we got to the hotel we went swimming. Then got ready in 30 minutes, hopped in a limo and went to the film festival awards. Our film was nominated for 8 categories. We ended up winning 5. Best picture, best soundtrack, best actor, best supporting actor and best martial arts fight scene. It was so cool watching my husband accept the best picture and best soundtrack.
Adam and I at the pool. It was such a weird experience not worrying about all the little kids around the water.
In the hotel room. Isn't he handsome.
Okay this shows what a dork I really am. I shoved my way through people to get up close to take a picture of Adam getting the best soundtrack and all I got were his feet?!