February 26, 2013
Brothers are the best. I mean, I get sad when I think about girls who don’t have one. Who gives them advice? Who helps them with their cars? Who gives them a hard time when they say stupid girl stuff? I happen to have the world’s greatest two brothers—don’t ask me how I got so lucky, but it’s true. And if you’ve ever heard me talk about either one of them, you know it’s pointless to try and convince me otherwise.
February 14, 2013
And I have penned the words
I made a vow, my heart is yours
But we have yet to meet
You and I
-Blake Stratton, “Leave on a Light”
I didn’t want to write this post. Even now, I’m not sure this isn’t a dumb idea. Doesn’t it seem hopelessly predictable to write about being single on Valentine’s Day? Predictable and slightly pitiful. My plan was to play it cool, let this day pass like any other day, write about Harry Potter or something. But would you like to know what I’m really going to do this evening? I’m going to cook a nice dinner for myself, maybe read through some old Facebook messages from men who shall remain nameless (don’t act like you don’t know what I’m talking about), then lay on my back and listen to “Love Song for No One.” And I’ll wonder again just how John Mayer got to the bottom of my soul … but that’s beside the point.
February 5, 2013
Today I’ve been thinking about hipsterness. I mean, it may or may not be something I ponder on a regular basis, but today it was mostly because I watched this video (which my flippin’ awesome Cincinnati church created for their Super Bowl service last weekend) and spit tap water all over my keyboard at work. And I thought, I can laugh at that, because I’m not that girl.