tracing, fish line and friends

yesterday i got to be a blessing to someone else and i received more than enough in return.
last year i went on walkabout with my friend lisa.
i felt like we had not alot in common-but she was lots of things i've always been drawn to.
fun
spunky
bubbly
outgoing
all last year, we hung out each week at walkabout dinners and i discovered a more serious side to this girl and much more in common with her. in return, i displayed my somewhat crazy side to her and we became better friends.
many fun hours were spent sitting next to her during res. life in-service last week.
yesterday, she discovered that an individual who had promised weeks in advance to help her with her floor decorations backed out. needless to say, she was pretty panicked. girls were showing up the next day, and her walls were still relatively bare. in an attempt to recreate some our her dreams, i and a few other girls traced each other.
what a horrible mess.
distorted images of our bodies, lots of laughter, but no usable decorations for her floor.
after eating dinner together, we finally got something to work using fishing line and paper clips. kyle ended up coming and helping. a few hours later, her floor was transformed into the costume center. i know that i was helping her, but i loved getting to spend time with her for hours.
earlier, kyle had mentioned wanting to hang out with me that night. while our evening didn't end up quite as relaxing as either of envisioned, i loved being able to help lisa.