August 2010
1 post
Lancaster Summer
Homemade ice cream on a farm where the milk is drawn. Evening sunshine glistening off the pond. A small petting farm. Children’s voices echoing through the swing-set. Oldies music wafting from the homestyle restaurant.
Ill miss these things when I move away from here.
July 2010
3 posts
Tres Palabras
That may have been the first time I said it out loud. I’ve heard it, time and again—but had yet to say it. It felt right at the end of a conversation. The meaning is still growing.
June 2010
6 posts
As we pack
Things are being placed into “Britt’s apartment” boxes. Crazy that could be a near-distant reality.
“This just might hurt a little//Love hurts sometimes when you do it right.”
– John Legend
A Simple Summer Pleasure
Is laying on top of my bedding after a morning shower and being dried off by the overhead fan.
May 2010
16 posts
And so my dreams live on. Recorded on the pages of your Life.
Vodka
May be the most common girls liquor—but ill take whiskey or rum over it any day
I'm sure it will come as no surprise
That I just did the dishes. I think its the simple methodology that soothes me when I feel sad.
Lunchtime Reflection
I need to figure out pretty soon what I want to do after May 2011. I’m struggling with this, but know that I need to start with what I know.
General things I want to learn more about:
Wine & Food—this goes beyond just a personal desire to eat and drink good things, I’m generally curious about this industry. About production (with wine) and the restaurant business in...
“He’s not a bad guy. He’s just a guy who’s had a bad life.”
“Brittany, I don’t think you realize I’m speaking fluent Italian...”
– Dad, while scrubbing my toilet
I can't fall asleep
Because I am thinking about Finance. How silly right? But I’m torn. I know the decision should be made by myself, for myself and with the guidance of God’s hand, but praying about it now seems hurried and begging and I hate my prayer to be that way. I realize that without finance, my senior year is seemingly easy. I don’t want to be perceived as taking the easy way out by not...
My contribution
To this moving process thing is to do laundry. My mother just had the audacity to say “leave that there ill do the next load.” It offended me and I said “mom that’s my one contribution—cant you just let me do it?!” She wasn’t expecting such a reaction but scurried to her room to get her towels.
WatchMy brother’s impression of a classic auto insurance commercial.
Los Jeans
Son de mi hermanito. El tiene jeans diferentes de tuyo pero son buenos.
Fingernails
Long fingernails make texting easy. Texting makes long fingernails bend and then break. When I cut my long, broken thumb-nails, I have to cut them all, including my pointer fingers which always grow nicest. Texting without thumb-nails is cumbersome. Boys, I don’t know how you do it always. Better start eating carrots!
Ice Cream is calling.
