The security guard at my big bro’s office found out I write for Switched at Birth, and immediately wanted an autograph for her daughter Cassidy, who is a huge fan. I am certainly no Emma Stone (Miley? Beiber? Martha Stewart? who is big with the kids now?) and I also don’t have much of an autograph, it’s more like, intense struggling to craft legible block letters that look like SHOUTING! but I instantly obliged because if it weren’t for Cassidy and her Mom’s loyalty to SAB, we maybe wouldn’t still be around, and I wouldn’t have such a friendly and stable work environment and I certainly wouldn’t have the dough to go jaunting off to Iceland and completely neglect my real life responsibilities for short periods of time. We have a small but fiercely loyal bunch of viewers and I thank them all. I THANK YOU ALL!
Erin’s is deeply craftastic and so is her wedding. She and her mother have spent the last few months making HUNDREDS OF BEAUTIFUL PAPER FLOWERS for the centerpieces for the tables:
I mean. I don’t even understand real flowers anymore. Real flowers: POR QUOI? Eau de fleur: MEH!
I can think of no better reason than Erin Mccarson’s pink country vineyard wedding to get my first manicure in like 10 years, in which I kept apologizing to the manicurist that my nails were so tiny, and she kept telling me ‘your nails are like baby!’ and scolding me for biting them and I kept sheepishly laughing and telling her that I would, promising that I would, but manicurist, I tell you now, it’s all lies (BITE.)
Or: she can never get her picture taken AND keep her eyes open, so instead, she resorts to pics with cool shades. Jodie Ray Charles Brunstetter is sporting this sweet lab scarf I scored for her in Scotland because we just need more ways to memorialize our dead dog.
For months, both of my parents have been randomly asking me, Boo, did you get the napkins? Do you have the napkins? Did we send you the napkins? And I kept being like: WHAT ARE THESE NAPKINS? All I knew was that my Dad’s co-Senator, the lovely Kathy Harrington, whom he greatly admires, who is a loyal reader of my blog, had gotten me some napkins? Napkins. Today, I received the napkins:
Kathy found them at a yard sale and thought of me. KATHY, YOU KNOW ME BETTER THAN I KNOW MYSELF. The box contains some 50 MINT CONDITION delicate and strange and adorable vintage cocktail napkins with charming and weird little puns:
I can’t wait to entertain with them, oh wait no, never use them at all, but instead proudly display them, and most likely be buried with them. THANKS KATHY!
I’ve been thinking a lot on this trip about the ethics of sharing, like social media wise. Some things, like say, everything I’ve seen so far in Iceland, are hard to describe, impossible to really capture in a picture, and worth seeing in person. Posting a picture is kind of like robbing everyone of the awe of seeing the thing for the first time, on their own. Shouldn’t some things be sacred and not posted/ shared? Hmmm. While I mull over this over, here are these pictures of the fireworks show over the glacier lagoon, which was probably the most incredible thing I have ever seen in my whole life. I’M SORRY, I CAN’T HELP IT, I CAN’T.
FYI: In Iceland, they call Cool Ranch Doritos Cool American. Henceforth and therefore, RANCH = AMERICA = RANCH.
Heading to the east side of Iceland today for a fireworks show over a Glacier Lagoon for Maggie’s birthday! Said glacier Lagoon is reportedly quite close to the base of the Volcano, Bardarbunga, that might, well, erupt. But here is a perfect example of sensationalism in the news: Maggie’s actual Geologist friend says that there’s a really good chance that even though there is activity, it does not at all mean that it is going to erupt and delay travel everywhere like the news is saying, she said, KNOCKING ON ALL OF THE WOODS.
And so, I cannot fully explain where I went today, The Blue Lagoon, but pretty much basically, it’s a body of water created by warm volcano run-off water? In which you float and drink beer and rub soothing clay on your face with a myriad of tourists including Syahid from Lost? My face has never been so soft and I have never been more overwhelmed by nature’s beauty / insanity / beer / clay.
Ladies, three things to keep a man’s interest while you’re apart: