This morning at church Brian was playing security guard at the upstairs door which is usually left closed and locked. They opened it this morning to try to get a breeze flowing through the building because it was stifling hot in there. I decided to sit upstairs with him. He decided to take videos.
He stopped this video after 7 seconds, and I continued to tell him about my dream.
A few seconds later he started it again. Remember we were in church...we were whispering. Transcript of the video...
Natalie: Something unintelligible then...um, I can't continue my dream on camera. I don't want people to think I'm dreaming about them.
Brian: No, no that would be wrong.
Natalie: That would be wrong.
Brian: But you do look like a supermodel.
Natalie: Well, I try.
Brian: With the wind blowing through your hair.
Natalie: Yeah, I try. My, um, clothes don't quite go with supermodel.
Brian: The clothes don't make the supermodel. The supermodel makes the clothes.
Natalie: Well then, sign me up!
Ok...so it wasn't exactly typical. Typically we don't sit around and take videos of the wind whipping through my hair. Typically we sit and listen and pray. Typically.