I am obsessed with these skirts that are a long sheer matronly skirt over the short skirt of a woman with loose morals. They are that pioneer life but also disco night, they are both Quaker and Saved by the Bell, they are single but married, they are everything all of the time, which, for the indecisive girl on the go who is literally so indecisive she can barely even decide WHERE to even go (read: me) THEY ARE PERFECT.
I love coming up to Morrison’s family’s place in Olympia, Washington, because:
and more specifically because: it makes you slow down and stare at the sky and ask yourself large questions, think grand thoughts, which happens in normal life approximately never. Last night, Morrison remembered a quote which is something like ‘we are the universe beholding itself,’ meaning: the universe is vast and terrifying, until we remember that we came from it. And so, why be afraid? Instead just be in awe. (But also a little bit afraid because we are CONSTANTLY ON A ROCK WHICH IS HURTLING THROUGH SPACE AND TIMMMEEEEEE!) Actual quote is from a poem Hymn of Apollo by Percy Bysshe Shelley:
I am the eye with which the Universe
Beholds itself, and knows it is divine;
All harmony of instrument or verse,
All prophecy, all medicine, is mine,
All light of art or nature; – to my song
Victory and praise in its own right belong.
Okay sure, one might say that a human baby is just like any other human baby who will grow into a full sized human, who smiles occasionally but it’s probably just gas and occasionally poses with his chin on his hand or throws side eye, who sleeps sometimes, but really none of these things are all that remarkable, but one MAY NOT HAVE YET TO MEET MORRIS’S NEW NEPHEW MOJO WHO IS DESTINED FOR GREATNESS.
THREE MONTHS TIL THE WEDDING
MORRISON IS GOING TO START BULKING UP
I’M GOING TO START SLIMMING DOWN
SOON OUR SIZES WILL ECLIPSE EACH OTHER AND HE WILL LIFT ME LIKE A BABY CARROT UNDER A PECAN TREE
It’s really seriously actually finally time for me to start getting really serious about trimming up for my big (our) (my) big day, which is THREE MONTHS FROM TOMORROW. I’m considering a whole 30 diet or paleo diet, and to begin my research I just googled WAS THERE WINE IN THE DINOSAUR TIME and obviously, there was.
BRING ON THE DINOSAUR DIET WHICH I DON’T THINK IS EVEN ACTUALLY A THING. DO I JUST EAT BIRDS AND MY FELLOW HUMANS?
Parents and children and siblings and okay well just HUMANS should all see this beautiful movie, about a Dad who chooses to raise his kids off the grid in the Pacific Northwest, and the hilarious and profound challenges that come with his decision. Its story is epic in scope but its moments are tiny and relatable, and the costumes are the world’s best curated thrift store come to life. GOOD MOVIES ARE REAL!!!!!!
When you and your partner enter a Photo Booth and, with no previous discussion or plan, do the EXACT SAME THING AS EACH OTHER IN EACH FRAME, it is probably time to make a public and lifelong commitment, as your minds having officially melded into one.
1. HAPPY TERROR SURPRISE
2. JOY SCREAM INTO EACH OTHER’S FACES
3. DRUNK THOUGHTFUL PUPPETS
4. SMUSH KISS
It’s official: with Trump’s selection of Pence, our politics are officially an SNL sketch about a president hopeful who picks a likable, milky, man sized puppet doll (WITH SCARY HIDDEN FANGS) as his running mate, sits him on his knee, moves his voice through him, just to get the evangelical vote, regardless of his actual intentions. You don’t even have to watch the whole thing to cringe / be terrified / google How to Live in Countries that are not Here. Just watch these Outtakes.
Ladies, eat what you want. Bread. Cakes. Houses. Entire Chickens. Chairs. As long as they are each the size of a fat tic tac, tiny you shall be, so small that you will take residence in a house the size of a book, where you will be the heroine, where you will charm the mice, defeat the dragonflies, sleep on pop tarts, your pillow a tiny loaf of bread.
For reasons I do not fully understand, but am QUITE stoked about, Mamrie and I have been sent by a film company to Solvang for the weekend, to develop a feature idea we got cookin. Solvang is a little town by Santa Barbara comprised mainly of Dutch Architecture / tiny horses / lavender farms/ assorted tastings. So far the movie idea is TINY HORSE WINE. But really, we’ve got something good up our sleeves, but also really, BLOOD ORANGE BALSAMIC VINEGAR / BLISS.