Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Whenever we need to make a very important decision, it is best to trust to impulse, to passion, because reason usually tries to remove us from our dream, saying that the time is not yet right. Reason is afraid of defeat, but intuition enjoys life and its challenges.

- Paulo Coelho

Monday, August 17, 2009

I get real (as in not on my iPhone) internet access for an hour and this is all I have for you...

I don't even watch Family Guy and I was like "meh" through most of this but then that last line was delivered and I spewed the Country Time lemonade I'm drinking all over the screen. Offensive... You've been warned.

Life updates soon.

Thursday, August 13, 2009

Look what I found at Buffalo Exchange today!

Whilst on a shopping excursion with Miss Ashley I found this little treasure.

You better believe I bought it!

(Well, I exchanged some stuff for it and also scored a couple pretty blouses.)

I got B some new kicks and shirts and said peace out to the dudes at Index.
I'm all packed, got my little Fjallraven Kanken all ready to go and said my goodbyes to the people I love. I listened to Biggie all day in preparation for my new gangsta life.
Big up to Brooklyn!

I'll see you on the east coast tomorrow!

I smell like a motorcycle

and my hands look like this:

and it's great.

Set, what can I say? Thank you.

Wednesday, August 12, 2009


- Splinter helped us pack.

- My dad reminded me that stalking is not legal so I took down my post about how Alden Ehrenreich and I are going to the same school. Sigh.

- I turned some awfully cheesy old t-shirts into awesomely cheesy new pillows.

- I teared up a little bit about missing Britt Clardy.

- I watched this scene from iCarly like 25 times because being a mom gives you an excuse to watch funny kid shows and having DVR gives you a way to watch them over and over.

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

We miss Jaren.

I realize that we are ginormous babies because we just got to have him for two weeks this summer... but we can't help it! We miss him so! We miss Cory and Lainey (who I've nicknamed Waine, just fyi), too, and I miss Katie so much it's not even funny. But I think B takes the cake with his Jaren love. This kid has some serious devotion to his BFF.

When we visited our buddies at their new home in Utah earlier this year, B kept a diary in notepad on my phone. I just remembered it was there and had to share:

Wile at salt lake city Me Cory and Jaren played mario cart on wii! Cory allways won. But I sumtimes beet Jaren.

Wile at salt lake city Me Cory and Jaren were playing football wile my Mom Brittan and katy went shoping for kites. When they came back those babyes dident work! Cory asked if there were any better wons,but the girls said those were the only wons.

Yesterday I played with Jaren in the snow. On saterday I turned 7. Now I 'm sad because I'm going home to Dallas,ps my mom's making me sader.

Just because it's the cutest thing ever, let me take you on a little mini-tour of their friendom.


Dear Aunt Flo,

What is WITH you this month?

The week-long PMS that turned me into a hybrid sensitive-cry-baby-slash-raging-beast
was bad enough, but this is just uncalled for.

You're all "Oh hey, what up Brittan. I just thought it would be super fun if you were in constant horrible pain and had an unrivaled desire, nay,
NEED to devour every ounce of food and man flesh within a 50 mile radius."

Not cool.

I can't wait for you to be gone tomorrow. Good Riddance.

- Brittan


Someone please see this so we can discuss!!!

I can't talk about the film without spoiling it for all two of you who will probably see it but I just have to say one thing...
Alden Ehrenreich. OH MY. I am in love.

Thanks, Jesse, for Campisis, secret sharing, laughs and the magic of Tetro.
It was very nice to see you again.

Julie & Julia

I am pretty positive I gained 10 lbs tonight through some sort of psychokinetic food porn phenomenon. Oh yes. It wasn't even stuff I would actually eat, and yet I felt myself slowly drifting into a drunken post-Thanksgiving-like stupor right there in my seat. (It doesn't help that I haven't danced since last Thursday and the few people who care that I'm leaving insist on feeding me as much as possible before I do... but we're here to talk about a movie.)

I was pretty sure I had this one's number before I went it. A performance driven chick flick. A lighthearted but rambling character piece. Something nice and ladylike that would suit Wendy and I for a weeknight girl date. But (I bet you saw that coming), I have to say, I was very pleasantly surprised. What a lovely film! It was mostly light and full of gratuitous food shots (props to Amy Adams for some serious duck boning dedication) and ladies drinking cosmos, but it was absolutely honest, nicely paced and modest. Those sound like strange compliments but they are all things that I find to be very endearing in a film. Especially one starring Meryl Streep. The storyline was just as dedicated as the performances were and Julie was well developed, although I wish Amy Adams wasn't quite so lovable all the time.

What really sold me on this film were the dreamy, colorful shots (whether of Versailles or Queens) that made a splatter of wine on a cookbook page look like fine art. From the opening shot of a blue car that reminded me of Melville to the transition from one ladies' duck to the next, I found it a feast for the eyes. And what more could you ask for from Julia Child?

Also, HELLO, best poster art ever!

Monday, August 10, 2009

Alice laughed: "There's no use trying," she said; "one can't believe impossible things."
"I daresay you haven't had much practice," said the queen. "When I was younger, I always did it for half an hour a day. Why sometimes I've believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast."

(Lewis Carroll, Alice in Wonderland; "Alice" by Randall Whiteis)

i looked to the moon and it far exceeded the brightness of the stars.

Sunday, August 9, 2009

brunch + top golf with Set

I learned how to hit balls but mostly I aimed for the guy in the golf cart and acted a fool.
Set is good people.

Saturday, August 8, 2009


Something always brings me back to you.
It never takes too long.

No matter what I say or do I'll still feel you here 'til the moment I'm gone.

You hold me without touch.
You keep me without chains.

I never wanted anything so much than to drown in your love and not feel your reign.

Set me free, leave me be.
I don't want to fall another moment into your gravity.

Here I am and I stand so tall, just the way I'm supposed to be.

But you're on to me and all over me.

You loved me 'cause I'm fragile.
When I thought that I was strong.

But you touch me for a little while and all my fragile strength is gone.

I live here on my knees as I try to make you see that you're everything I think I need here on the ground.
But you're neither friend nor foe though I can't seem to let you go.

The one thing that I still know is that you're keeping me down.

(Gravity: Sara Bareilles, "Marionetta": Katie De Sousa)

Friday, August 7, 2009

Jeanine won.

Meh. Team Brandon!

Thursday, August 6, 2009

In a very sad turn of events...

Just as he was brightening my day, it seems John Hughes (writer of Pretty In Pink, below) has passed away. I'm sort of in very sad shock. News hadn't even broken yet when I made my last post. I'll never forget cuddling in a LoveSac and watching The Breakfast Club, or the smile Duckie put on my sad face just a little over an hour ago. RIP, John.

and just like that, I've got a smile on my face.

Okay, friends, things have been bad. I have felt sick to my stomach for the past couple days and been that level of sad where you show up to work an hour and a half late because you could barely get out of bed. Yeah. Bad. So I ask my friend MacLennan to cheer me up and he starts to tell me about a movie moment sing-a-long he's doing at the Drafthouse. He mentions the Lloyd Dobler boom box scene and "Twist and Shout" from Ferris Bueller and immediately my mind goes to my very favorite musical moment:

Duckie singing "Try A Little Tenderness" in Pretty in Pink!!!

You MUST watch the video, even if you've seen it a thousand times like me. It made my day so much better! The sound is kind of low but it's the best youtube's got, so turn up your speakers. 2 minutes and 15 seconds of pure happiness.

So I'm feeling much better. It helps that tonight is the So You Think You Can Dance finale! People, I can't tell you how excited I am about this. It's a little insane. I haven't watched last night's episodes yet (shhh, no spoilers), so tonight is going to be heaven for my little dancing heart. I have tickets to see Atmosphere tonight but I think I'm going to skip on account of my general disposition and need for all things happy... like dance.
And Duckie.

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

I don't normally talk about this but want to introduce you before I leave.

B and I are registered on-call volunteers for Cancer Care Services. It's an incredible organization, dedicated to easing the lives of families who are going through cancer. They have so many opportunities to volunteer and you can offer your time as little or as much as you would like. They have monthly activities, seasonal opportunities (usually around the holidays) and little daily or weekly positions you can fill. Anything from filing papers and answering phones to playing with kids and organizing activity nights. They have been very helpful in agreeing to let B volunteer in whatever little way he can, even though the age limit is usually 14. I'd like to encourage North Texans to learn more about this organization as well as United Way Dallas and consider ways that you can give back. Okay, that's all.

Funny People

Saw Funny People tonight. Loved every second of it. Comedic genius. Real. Laughed hysterically to the point that I was crying and snorting. (No one else laughed nearly as much as I did...?) This is without question the best Adam Sandler has ever been. So many comedy legends, unexpected moments and lovely intricacies (you know how I love details). However, I did not love Leslie Mann. In fact, she and I are in a fight right now. Why, you ask? Because I came to laugh and the girl made me cry. Okay, who am I kidding? I love Leslie Mann. But until I figure out what ninja move she pulled and why it made me cry, I'm in a fight with her.
Go see this movie. You won't be sorry.

Monday, August 3, 2009


Today C-murd and I had the following textual conversation:

C-murd: say girl send me pic so it show up when you call.

Me:Why? Because Cody likes to shake my thighs and laugh when they jiggle.

Cody and I talk to each other like we're in a lil Wayne video. (See above textersation.)
Cody gives the best back rubs on the planet.
Cody loves Harmony Korine, Ryan Adams and Brand New.
Cody is covered in tattoos and sometimes lets me tattoo him.
Cody and B "get" each other.
Cody has made the drive to Austin with me countless times and listened to me talk non-stop the entire way there.
Cody will talk to me on iChat till 3am while I wear a shower cap and sunglasses and sing 90s R&B songs to him.
Sometimes Cody can REALLY have a good time.
Cody is one of the most unexpectedly hilarious people I have ever met.
I have shared some of the best moments of my life with Cody.
I love you C-murd.

I miss O'Boisies.

I hear they're bringing back my favorite thing from the 80s besides Michael Jackson. O'Boisies were amazing. This is cause for celebration! Except I can't figure out where to find them.

This reminds me that I am a loud cruncher. It's my cross to bear. I try so hard to eat crunchy things quietly. I chew slowly and softly, take small bites, use different parts of my mouth... nothing helps. I'm one of those annoying people that you don't want to sit next to if they're holding a bag of chips. Lame. I consider myself to be a polite eater so why do my molars insist on being so noisy? Don't they offer classes for this sort of thing?

I wonder if it's because I have a small mouth? Hmm. Lots to ponder this evening.

Anyone else love O'Boisies? Have freaky bodily function abnormalities? What you got?

Sunday, August 2, 2009

big block of text.

I touched on this a few posts down but it's really starting to sink in. I had this idea of how life was supposed to be. I followed an example of love/relationship/marriage that was sort of abstractly preached to me. I followed the career path that was closest to what I wanted to do but made the people around me the least scared when I talked about it. I would ask from life and the people around me what I thought I was supposed to ask in order to achieve "happiness." Oh my. Since when has my life followed any sort of normal path? Since when have other people's choices been right for me? I'm a little stunned that I'm just now truly learning this, but also so glad. I would never have embarked on the biggest journey of my life if not for a lot of heartache, conflict and soul searching. I have never been more sure that this is the right decision and never more excited for what it means for me as a person. I am going to grow so much. I am going to become the woman I want to be and create the life I want to have, completely independent of what I've been taught, told and pushed toward up to this point. I don't have to rebel or resist or feel constantly conflicted anymore because I am taking control and doing this completely on my own. I am proud of myself on a whole new level. All the sudden I can see how everything has fallen into place to bring me to this point. I am realizing how important my family is to me, and what I've learned from my past. I am genuinely becoming a better, more complete person. Who knows what the future holds for me. Bad days, I'm sure. Conflict, most def. But I will never, ever be dependent on anyone ever again.

and now we're taking part in the great American past time that is.... Shark Week.

We decided to go to Barnes & Noble and do a little research

4 1/2 hours later we left with a plan and the following:
In my defense, I've been avoiding this sale for a long time but it occurred to me that I'm probably not going to have another chance like this for a long time and it ends Monday. I went with the discontinued Ran, the Truffaut blu-ray I've been wanting and one for B. It was so hard to avoid the Varda box and some others. Also, that's my favorite yoga workout that I used to have on VHS. I've been looking for it on DVD for a long time. The map is for my geographically-obsessed child to add to his collection. He says he's "kind of" excited about NYC now, so I think it was a successful day.

Saturday, August 1, 2009

this is just half my potential, check my credentials

I never had an example of a working relationship in my life. In fact, my childhood was largely sad and lonely. The eternal optimist that I am, I went into my imagination at a very young age and never came out. This is why I write, why I love movies, why I love dance and where my creativity and passion came from. That said, it's also somewhat hindered my ability to have a normal relationship. Post-undergrad has been a crazy transitional time for me. My friends left, I learned about love and heartbreak, I learned how bad it sucks trying to find a job and get by in the real world while still maintaining some passion for how you spend your days. I was RULL depressed. So here I am, about to embark on a new life and feeling like it's time to stop fighting the changes and let myself be changed. I've learned a lot... most of it too late, but at least I learned it. I'm a resilient girl and still an optimist, so I'm cutting out the negativity that's been getting me down for so long. Maybe not everyone has to look at life the same way. Maybe I don't need to be a realist to find happiness. Maybe it's the little things that make me happy and I don't need to demand more than that. I am happiest when I listen to myself, not other people, and when I maintain at least a little bit of dreamy optimism. I like to be happy. I wish I had been a faster learner and been able to apply some of these lessons earlier on, but I guess I always have had to learn things the hard way. So this is my life. Off I go to see where it takes me. I've got a B to make my days bright and an imagination to escape to when I feel sad and lonely. I've got the city of Woody Allen and Martin Scorsese and the work that's responsible for bringing us the greatest films of all time. I've got two hands and a keyboard, a brain full of ideas and a heart full of love.