December 31st, 2014 by Bekah Brunstetter
In Oregon with sister BBQ and Jason and Morrison for New Years! I may have procured this tiny and necessary copy of the constitution from a store in downtown Eugene. It went something like this:
Me: I think I’m going to get this tiny constitution thing.
Blaine: I know why you’re gonna get it.
Morrison: Yeah, she’s totally gonna to blog about it.
Me: YES. YES I AM.
And here’s what happening RIGHT NOW as I write this:
Blaine: Are you blogging about it?
Morrison: She’s blogging about it!
Blaine: ‘Hi I’m Bekah and I bought a tiny copy of the constitution and here it is!’
Bekah: SHUT UP!
Blaine: How’s it going blogging about it?
Bekah: IT’S GOING JUST GREAT.
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December 30th, 2014 by Bekah Brunstetter
Trader Joe, whoever and wherever he is, knows his consumers. He very specifically markets his foods to people who fancy themselves as healthy and want to eat healthy things but really just want to spread candy bars on their toast. The latest delicious thing:
OH, THERE ARE FLAX AND CHIA SEEDS IN HERE? OKAY I WILL EAT THE ENTIRE THING ON A PIECE OF CAKE.
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December 29th, 2014 by Bekah Brunstetter
Today, on My Favorite Disease (Oh, do you NOT have a favorite disease?) I saw an informercial this AM for treatment for a disease called PBA: PseudoBulbar Affect, or: bouts of uncontrollable laughter / crying at inappropriate moments – also referred to as ‘emotional incontinence,’ which is my new favorite pair of words. I love many things about this disease. I do, though, extend my official sympathy to anyone who has it, because I’m sure it’s horrible. If a person is afflicted with this, oftentimes because of neurological damage (stroke, Lou Gehrig’s, TBI, etc.) — their outer emotional expressions are oftentimes completely disconnected from their inner emotional state, which must be beyond frustrating and embarrassing. But what I love is this: isn’t life just so constantly hilarious and tragic and absurd all at once that all we can do is LAUGH AND CRY AT IT WHEN WE SHOULD NOT? In a way, aren’t we all kind of afflicted with this, in some small way? Are these afflicted folks’ brains just calling it like it is? PREACH, BRAINS, PREACH.
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December 28th, 2014 by Bekah Brunstetter
Q.) Do you and your friend have matching pants?
NO: You are not really friends.
YES: YOU ARE MOST DEFINITELY FRIENDS.
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December 28th, 2014 by Bekah Brunstetter
i.e., HEY YOU’LL BE DEAD SOON SO WHY CLEAN YOUR HOUSE?
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December 27th, 2014 by Bekah Brunstetter
My lovely, soon to be sister-in-law, Mary!
She is going to ‘Mary’ this guy:
DO YOU SEE WHAT I DID THERE?
DO YOU SEE?
..I’ll see myself out.
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December 26th, 2014 by Bekah Brunstetter
For a laugh, try taking a Brit who went to Cambridge, which was established in something like the year 1100, to Old Salem, where there is now a bridge with a commemorative plaque boasting its year of origin:
(But really some of the other parts of Old Salem are actually old.)
(Like the video about the Moravians in the gift shop is probably from 1993.)
(But also some of the buildings are actually old.)
(But the bread is not old and so I ate all of it.)
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December 25th, 2014 by Bekah Brunstetter
MERRY CHRISTMAS, YA FILTHY ANIMALS! So many marvelous things have happened today. Lily rode a motorcycle for the first time, we faceTimmed with Tim in South Korea, Lily made us all proper British Tea, Pete and Dan got beard hats, I gave out cookie and pancake socks, Lily put herself inside of a gift bag,
But last night I received, by far, the best present:
My Granddad’s wife died six weeks ago, a week after he was diagnosed with congestive heart failure. Given the circumstances, he is now a far more emotional man than the academic and reserved one I’ve always known. He joined us at church last night, and when I arrived and hugged him:
ME: Hi Granddad!
(Granddad immediately starts crying.)
ME: How’re you?
Granddad: You made me cry!
ME: Aww, I’m sorry, why?
Granddad: Because you’re so beautiful!
I have not been called beautiful that many times in my life, and so I tend to treasure each and every time, but now, I treasure this one the very most.
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December 24th, 2014 by Bekah Brunstetter
My dear friend Lily from London is spending Christmas with the Brunstetters, and I immediately put her on my Dad’s motorcycle, then took her to (a pleasantly uncrowded) Hanes Mall for assorted christmas sundries, where we procured matching pants, fancy lipstick and that festive seasonal turkey hat at the very store where I first got my ears pierced. Now off to church where my old sunday school teachers will note how much I’ve grown. THEN SURELY SANTA WILL COME!
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December 23rd, 2014 by Bekah Brunstetter
You know: it really is miraculous that Julien and I grew to be such mature and grounded women, considering how devastatingly attractive we were as cheerleaders in middle school. If you could smell this picture, it would reek of sun ripened raspberry.
Ladies, It’s really about keeping your priorities straight. For one, when you toss Julien into the air because you are the tallest of the cheerleaders and therefore what is called a Base, and she is petite and easy to toss, it is important to try and CATCH HER, for if you do not, she will, even 20 years later, NEVER LET YOU LIVE IT DOWN.
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