bekah brunstetter
Bekah Brunstetter I care deeply. About a lot of things. Like really, really deep. Ow
playwright in brooklyn, NY

Meme’s the word

January 29th, 2019 by Bekah Brunstetter

I’ve never wanted this blog to be a space where I just share memes, as it seems lazy, and is the below even a Meme?, and WHAT IS A MEME? But still, here:

Sent to me by Erin who knows me infinitely, and left without comment, except for all of the comments I just made. BYE, OFF TO FIND LOVE (CHEESE)

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PROUD GRADUATES

January 21st, 2019 by Bekah Brunstetter

Of the Mandy Moore school of Standing

I SAID WE GRADUATED, I DIDN’T SAY WE MADE ANY SORT OF HONOR ROLL / BASICALLY WE WERE ALL JUST GIVEN SMALL PURSES AND POINTS FOR TRYING

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THE LIFE CHANGING MAGIC OF KIDNAPPING

January 19th, 2019 by Bekah Brunstetter

Marie Kondo: okay, Bekah. I want you to take all of your clothes out of your closets and drawers, pile them onto your bed. Next, take each piece one by one. If it sparks joy for you, keep it. If it does not, thank it for being in your life, then put it in a pile to donate.

Me: Okay!

Marie Kondo:…Why do you have my children?

Me: HMM? OH. They spark joy for me.

Marie Kondo: My children are not your clothes.

Me: BUT THEIR CHEEKS AND TINY DRESSES

Marie Kondo: Please give me my children back?

Me: (as I run away carrying them)  SORRY, NOTHING ELSE SPARKS THIS MUCH JOY, I HAVE TO GO TUCK THEM NEATLY INTO A DRAWER, BYYEEEEEE

 

 

 

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This was Vegas

January 11th, 2019 by Bekah Brunstetter

Generous and big gesture boss Dan Took the This is Us writers to Vegas for an end of season celebration! 24 HOURS OF THE FINEST OF FISHES AND BLACKJACK AND WHITE WINE IN DARKNESS! WE FLEW ON A SMALL ISH PRIVATE ISH PLANE!

WE SPUN WHEEL THINGS!

I HAVE 35 CENTS MORE THAN I DID 24 HOURS AGO!

LOVE THESE PPL, WHEREVER WE ARE 🖤

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FORKING ROYALTY

December 22nd, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

ASKED SANTA HUSBAND FOR GOLD FLATWARE SO THAT OUR FLATWARE WOULD MATCH OUR CABINET PULLS AND FAUCET / SANTA HUSBAND MADE IT SO / NOW WE CAN EAT OUR CEREALS LIKE KINGS (KINGS THAT SHOP AT CRATE AND BARREL) (BUT WHY WOULD YOU NOT, CONSISTENTLY RELIABLE PRODUCTS)

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gratble; humbful

December 20th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

Back from a beautiful, productive few days in Idyllwild, armed with some new life lessons:

  1. The question is not SHOULD I get clam chowder; the question is WHEN SHOULD.
  2. Always sit close to old men in Christmas Sweaters; always eavesdrop on them.
  3. Always be humble and grateful.
  4. If there isn’t a picture of you being humble and grateful, then it didn’t happen.
  5. If you don’t get a picture of yourself being humble and grateful, go back and get a picture of it.
  6. Don’t let any one catch you doing this tho, as there is no lower life moment than a person catching you taking a picture of yourself, being grateful.

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CHRISTMAS PARTY SEASON

December 16th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

Over the 110 and to the I-10

to Christmas Party we gooooooooo

my car knows the way

to carry my Bae

to your Party, we’ll stay five minutes then leave to eat pad thai aloneeeeeeee, HEY!

 

 

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6, scared of 7

December 14th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

Today, on I CAN CONTROL THE FUTURE WITH MY FEELINGS: For whatever reason, 36 feels like a safe, good, young age to me. There’s a roundness to it, a lightness, a youth. But then I think about turning 37 next year, and it has a danger, a sharpness, an oldness. 38 feels round again, safe and young again, but in an old way. 39 feels like a cliff, 40 like campground at high elevation with built in firepits,  a stunning view. Even, odd. I now know that I will turn 37 and not yet be a mom (tho perhaps in growth stage?)  I keep fixating on that number and punishing myself for it. I also keep fixating on the ages of women younger than me, who already have their kids / are currently growing them, and I keep feeling behind, like I’m supposed to be ahead but not, which is another way to say behind, which I already said, because I feel it to the point of repetition. And so, I’ll remind myself here:

Things that are NOT competitions:

  • who breathes the most per minute
  • who grows their hair the fastest
  • Having Kids

Things that ARE competitions:

  • Races
  • The Great British Baking show
  • Competitions

 

 

 

 

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What this room is for

November 22nd, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

Morrison, every time he sits in our living room, taking it all in like a Lord: man, you could fit my whole family in here! We could all watch a movie in here!

Last night:

We’ve been fantasizing so long about having his whole fam here, we literally picked out furniture that would hold them. And so with everyone gathered, I paused and just took it all in, took a mental picture of the moment, THEN OBVIOUSLY ALSO TOOK ACTUAL PICTURES / I’M NOT A MONSTER. Thankful for this family, and for my own, and for yours. I’d probably like them too. Do they like sitting, and cake? Yeah, we’d fare just fine. HAPPY THANKS! 🦃

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BUT DO YOU DARE ME?

November 19th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

IF INTERESTED IN NON-THANKSGIVING OR THANKSGIVING FOOD CONTENT, PLZ CHECK BACK NOV 23RD

AT WHICH POINT THERE WILL BE FIVE WEEKS OF CHRISTMAS CONTENT

AFTER WHICH, I MAY RETURN TO INTELLIGENT THOUGHT

BUT I MEAN, PROBABLY NOT

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