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

a picture of a miracle

March 10th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

This weekend is tiny baby brother Tim’s bachelor party in Boston, and since I can’t be there (BUT REALLY, WHY WOULD I BE THERE) I asked other best man / bachelor party coordinator brother Dan if he might send me a picture for my blog. These are not dudes who take pictures, so the fact that I received this last night is NOTHING SHORT OF A MIRACLE.

I imagine it going something like this:

Dan:  (to bartender) Hey, could you take a picture of us real fast, my sister wants a picture of us, I don’t want a picture, it’s for my sister. (to group) Hey guys, this is stupid, but my sister wants a picture for her blog, everyone like, hold your whiskey and smile. (bartender takes picture) Awesome, that was stupid, that’s done, everyone be normal now. 




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February 14th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

My love for this fine person can be expressed solely with Outkast lyrics, baked goods, face-sized smiles, and occasionally my own words.

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February 9th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

N. shame caused by the quality of one’s muffins

Earlier this week, I made a bunch of muffins because when I have the time, and even when I don’t, maybe I’m the kind of person who would like for her husband to ideally have a homemade baked good each day with his breakfast, and also because baking is the single most productive form of procrastination. I made said muffins, Vivian Howard’s Twin Muffins, a recipe she whipped up with squash and dried cherries and pecans and whole wheat flour, to trick her twins into eating things that are good for them. But I definitely underbaked them, so they are only like 70% as good they should be, and each day when I pass them, I feel a deep sense of a shame that can only be described as Muffin Shame, and if I can’t document that here then I genuinely do not know what this blog is for.

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Typical Argument

February 4th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

I’m fortunate that Morrison and I really don’t fight very often. (Also I don’t know how we would even be married if either of us were throw-down dish-throwing fight folk, as that is quite opposite to both of our natures.) But of course we don’t always agree and sometimes hurt each other’s feelings and don’t listen to each other. When this happens, we try to carefully discuss it, each speaking our own frustration, and of course, sometimes it gets messy, but it tends to quickly end in forgiveness and agreement, a return to a loving status quo.  Like this morning:

Me: Oh, they used the picture of me in the overalls that you said I shouldn’t wear anymore.

Him: Well it’s just that overalls are over.

Me: What? No!

Him: They were over like two years ago.

Me: (carefully)…No, you’re wrong. Overalls are still a thing.





Him:…..Actually, I know a lot of things.

Me: …..You’re right, you do.


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I like his thumbs, particularly the green one

January 23rd, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

Yesterday while I was listlessly staring at my computer, Morrison was PLANTING A WHOLE TREE.

Not just any tree, a Palo Verde tree, which he carefully researched, procured, then planted outside of our breakfast nook. Come Spring, it’s going to look like THIS:


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how to know you’re (happily) married

January 19th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

You find yourself at ******** show with coworkers ( an awesome / fairly innocent late night show with sexy dude dancers; innocent, because  male desire is dirty, and female desire is, you know, cute.)  You then find out that that you are seated in a prime lap dance seat. YOU ABRUPTLY STAND AND MOVE SEATS, AS THERE IS ONLY ONE LAP THAT YOU LIKE.

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portrait of a hollywood marriage

January 8th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

Wife tries to get nice, unselfconscious picture of herself before event

Husband approaches, requiring assistance with cufflinks

Wife helps husband with cufflinks while also still posing

Husband and wife congratulate each other for being exactly like the Obamas but white

(Thanks to Elizabeth Castoria for the completely unstaged, unforced pictures!)

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daily joys

January 5th, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

It’s been a rough work week, and so to lift myself up, I’m choosing to focus on small, easily repeated, infinitely joyful pleasures, like how easy it is to make Morrison happy. Like this morning, while walking home from punishing myself by faking upper body strength at the gym:

Me (on phone): Hey, you want me to pick you up a breakfast burrito?

Morrison: F YEAH!!!!!!!

And when I return home, with said burrito:

Morrison: YES!!!! BREAKFAST BURRITOS!!!!!!!

Because: when you can’t please everyone, focus instead on pleasing the one person you know you always can.

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unphotographable, that’s what you arrrreeee

January 2nd, 2018 by Bekah Brunstetter

Today, on Yesterday I said I was going to stop taking pictures with my phone: some pictures from my phone! Our new house is positioned for a pretty rad sunset view and a great yard from which to view it, so last night, we sat and took it in, or as Morrison likes to say, forced a moment. Even he, who is fairly anti-obsessive picture taking and sharing, had to take a few of his own, it was that stunning.

But the thing with sunsets is, the picture never does them justice, ever. The best use of your time really, is just take it in, let it humble you. OR OF COURSE, FILTER IT THROUGH YOUR WINE GLASS,



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December 19th, 2017 by Bekah Brunstetter

Just in case you ate something today that disagreed with you, and / or you just really feel like puking all over yourself, Morrison and I’s wedding was featured in the latest High Country wedding guide. In the groom’s defense, he DID protest at first, wondering if a wedding should be kept between family and friends and not put in a magazine, but in the bride’s defense, she shouted BUT WE LOOK SO NICE IT ALL LOOKS SO NICE AND IT WAS ALL JUST SO NICE AND EVERYONE IN THE WORLD SHOULD SEE IT SO WHY NOT SHARE IT WITH THAT WORLD? And so:

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