So a couple weeks ago, Rands and I decided it was time to to see the sights. So we headed to Los Angeles. We took the metro from Claremont to L.A. Union Station and walked around for a little while. Then hopped on the Subway to Hollywood. It was hot outside, but fun, and also really scary! Lots of crazy people just walking on the street yelling out loud to themselves, and a plethora of homeless people, we must have gotten asked for money at least 5 times. Hollywood was a lot less glamorous then I imagined. It was mostly just dirty, we only stayed for about 45 minutes. Some guy who would not leave Rands and I alone kept trying to get us to pay 100$ to go in a sketchy van to see Kim Kardashian's house. First of all, Kim Kardashian? Really? Of all the people's houses I could see?I don't care to see her house in my whole entire adult life. I did really want to see someone famous though. I was furiously looking around to see a celebrity (I was hoping for Harrison Ford) but alas, all I saw was cross dressers. I weep for humanity.
Our first stop was little Tokyo!
The wish tree.
"Heidi, look at this creepy baby." A common statement.
Union Station. Please notice the woman in the bottom right corner. mmmhm.
The Pantages!
Hollywood was not ready for this.
Let's all talk about how good Randal looks with a beard. SO brave.
I put my feet on Doris Day!!! I also put them on Kate Winslet, but it somehow got deleted. sigh. My heart will go on.
Waiting for the Subway to take us out of this cursed land.
This is all I could think of the whole time we were in L.A.
I feel that I need to write this story down so I don't forget! This happened after Randy and I were first married. So we were sitting in our little apartment and Randy was eating Cheez- its. (one of his most favorite snacks of all time) and he was eating out of the box and every once in a while he would exclaim "THESE ARE SO GOOD." or "Oh this hits the spot, heids...." or, "Oochie mamma these are good, I just love em!" So, after all these professions of love for cheez -its I turn to Randy and say "Do you love ME, or Cheez its?"(a valid question I thought) and Randy's face immediately goes from elated, to super serious. And he looks at me and says "Heidi, you.... you can't ask me that. I love both of those things." No hint of sarcasm or laughter. So I say "How can I NOT ask you that? You should not have to think about the answer!" He responds " I don't really know what to say..... but I love both." This goes on for awhile, back and forth "How can you not know?" and "I love both!" So I'm very confused and getting quite angry that Randy's love for me does not trump his love for a cracker. And I finally yell "Randal Louis Powell, you tell me right now that you love me more than a cheez-it or I am ending this marriage!" and he stops and says "Wait, did you say cheez-it?" Me: "Yes!" Randy: "OOOOOH I thought you said Jesus."
Yes people. That was our official first fight as a married couple, and that is probably the most anyone has ever used the word Cheez-its.
