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

Crossed wires

June 24th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

I submit the following as evidence of the fact that there is too much in my brain right now:

Last night, as we’re walking past a pond full of loud and expressive frogs:

Me: isn’t it crazy that they make those sounds with their legs?

Morrison:…..what?

Me: what?

Morrison:……….

Me: nope. That’s crickets. THAT’S CRICKETS.

Morrison: (laughing)

Me: CRICKETS, THAT’S CRICKETS. FROGS ARE THROATS, JUST KEEP WALKING.

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KEWT BOI

June 14th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

Crushing hard on this impish ten year old, who just this morning told me that he ‘dreamt the moon broke into pieces,’ who is also now a grown man and my husband, but who carries this imp inside of him, keeps him safe and close. 💙

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CHAIR FOR SALE

June 6th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

VINTAGE

DECORATIVE, FRAGILE

ORDERED FROM ETSY FIVE YEARS AGO, TO BE REPLACED BY A CHAIR MADE NOT FROM WHIMSY AND INTERNET DREAMS

HAS BEEN SAT IN MAYBE TWICE

MARSHMALLOW WITH EYES NOT INCLUDED

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Prof pics for married girls

June 3rd, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

I’m going to start a new app or website or sacred place or maybe just Jar for Happily taken women to share pictures of themselves that definitely would be in their dating profiles, were they to be single. I’m going to start here with mine:

You know, Just a girl, casually standing amongst jars of sprinkles, perhaps diabetic, perhaps the love of your life JK SHE’S TAKEN, SYKE!

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Early retirement

June 2nd, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

My Dad: I think you should consider retiring your blog. You’ve been doing it for so long, and you’ve got so much other stuff on your plate. You shouldn’t have to stress over your blog, too.

Me: Noooooooo! It’s my way to write something just for myself every day, and it brings me so much peace and joy IS THIS CONVERSATION DONE YET

Dad:…..yes?

Me: GREAT CAUSE I HAVE TO GO BLOG NOW OR MY LIFE HAS NO MEANING

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moi, avec mes cousins

May 27th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

(Except for Dan who is my brother, not my cousin)

(Also except for Morrison, who is also not my cousin)

(But wouldn’t THAT have been a fun twist)

We are Gathered in Cleveland, Ohio, which, btw, I just learned is east of Illinois and north of West Virginia, for cousin Elli’s wedding. There are something absurd like 32 cousins on my Moms side, and whenever we get to see each other, we do what cousins are meant to do, by which I mean VICIOUSLY SHAME AND TROLL ALL OF THE OTHER COUSINS WHO DIDN’T SHOW UP.

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SO MANY QUESTIONS

May 26th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

Why the hat?

Does it come with the book?

Do you have to be a Petite Asian woman to use it?

How does it arrive?

WHY IS IT ON SALE

SHOULD I ADD IT TO MY CART 🛒

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ROMAINES OF THE DAY

May 23rd, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

Question for FDA: is romaine safe to eat again, or are we all spending our lunch breaks committing long and oily suicides? BY WHICH I MEAN, SALADCIDE? NO REALLY IT’S FINE I’LL SEE MYSELF OUT

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NEVER TOO EARLY

May 22nd, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

Nothing to see here, just out here getting ALREADY VERY EXCITED ABOUT THANKSGIVING because it’s kind of gray today and we are hosting Morrison’s whole fam for it and I get to love them with food and it’s a mere six months out so TIME TO START SHOPPING FOR SEASONAL PLACEMATS AND CAREFULLY WRITING RECIPES ONTO CARDS SO THAT I MIGHT LATER SPILL GRAVY ON THEM. 🦃 🍁

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Azulik, or Choices

May 13th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

Azulik is the most famous bar in Tulum, maybe because you can sit in a nest in the jungle sky and watch the sun go down over the ocean, OR MAYBE BECAUSE EACH COCKTAIL COMES WITH A SIDE OF EITHER SPICED MIXED NUTS OR PLUMMETING TO YOUR DEATH.

Yes, people actually drink their drinks on these suspended hammocks. THEY HIDE THEIR FEAR AND APPREHENSION ONLY WHILE THE PICTURE IS TAKEN, BUT HONESTLY, NOT THAT WELL.

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