Still on the pursuit..

You would think I would get sick of this song. I don't. I'm obsessed. I'm in love. I can listen to it over and over and over again. When a new cover comes out? I go gaga. Check out this cover by the singer Lissie. This song is top on the popular list right now over on hypem so I'm sure a bunch of you have heard it. It makes me gagagagga.

Cha cha cha

It's almost the weekend!! I want to dance! Wee!

Thanks, Nikki!

Uh this little dude has totally been stealing my dance moves...

BFF

I've always known my brother was special.

Early on there were the hints- he could ride a two wheeler before he was six and he could build blanket forts so they'd stay up for days. He didn't whine when I always got to play the teacher or when I treated him like my babydoll. My little baby brother never complained- he was just happy because I was happy.

Later, I watched him become the captain of the tennis team and an MVP roller hockey goalie. He pinned down opponent after opponent in wrestling and caught interceptions on his state championship winning football team (pretty much the best moment of my Dad's life).

He finishes cross-word puzzles and writes poetry and solves Rubik's cubes in under two minutes. He taught himself the trumpet and guitar and harmonica and ulkele- and used to fill our house with music as he worked out the chords.

He has blossomed into a student leader and a class senator and protective mentor to a little brother.But really it's who he is under those accomplishments that makes me the most proud. He inspires me with his wit and his compassion and his fierce loyalty to friends. He's kind and brilliant and creative. Poetic, sensitive, hilarious, thoughtful.

My life has been better because I've had the opportunity to watch him grow and thrive. He's my best friend and who I look up to the most and let's be honest...he'll probably be a state senator by the time he's 30. The best part is, I'm just so proud. Everyday.

The other day I got a call at work from a flower delivery man needing directions to my apartment. A quick mental checklist told me there is nobody and no reason to send me flowers right now. Imagine my surprise when I got home and read this note:

"Just because you're a great sister and I miss you. I thought I'd get you flowers and I just got paid. Love, Benny"

Seriously? How did I get so lucky to get him as a brother? Now he's studying abroad in Costa Rica and hiking volcanos..

....and jumping off bridges...

..and living an amazing life. Ben, I love you more than Sweet Tomatoes Won Ton Chicken Happiness, To Wong Foo, Thanks For Everything, Julie Newmar, and my blankie combined.

Not a lot baby girl, just a little bit.

I'll admit it- I'm a grazer. A nibbler, if you will. I prefer to eat my food in very small portions all day long. I've been told this is very healthy of me. (Yes, uh, that was totally intentional). The thing is.. I usually want a bunch of little bites of a bunch of different food at one meal and apparently America doesn't work like that.

Damn you America with your obesity and your huge portions!! Don't you know I just want a nibble!? Like today for example, I went into Dunkin' Donuts to buy one munchkin. "Um no ma'am," I was rudely informed. "You have to buy six."

"Well I just want one. Can't I just give you a quarter or something?"

That uh didn't go over so well with Miss Dunkin and I left downtrodden, munchkinless and sad. Now I know what you're thinking, people... the register doesn't work like that. Yes, people..I know. I did spend two years behind the counter as a "customer service representative" at Blue Chip Cookie- I know how these things work. But I happen to believe that life should come with an a la cart button on the register for all of the nibblers out there. Editors note: Yes, I know, I could just buy the box of 6 and only eat one OR buy the six, eat one and be a nice co-worker and give the rest away but 1) you know I won't do that and 2) I DON'T WANT TO HAVE TO BUY SIX, I ONLY WANT ONE YOU FAT FAT BRAINWASHED AMERICANS.

Which is why I want to open..(da da daaaa) Just A Bite. A restaurant where everything is served in bite sized portions. 15 bites make a meal for $12.99 (I've really figured out all the details). The menu would be packed with pages and pages of yummy bite options (each also sold a la cart for $1). The best part comes at the end of the meal when you get to pick 3 free "just one more" bites that get brought out when you're paying (or ordering dessert). Because you know you always want just one more little bite before you're truly finished.

Appetizers, soup shooters and desserts obviously come in mini-sizes as well. I know that there are about 2.6 million reasons why this business model for a restaurant would fail but shhh let me live in my nibble-sized world and dream.

I'm still craving that damn munchkin.

Someone grab me a brown paper bag

Oh god, oh god. Hyperventilating.

Long story short my life this week has revolved around the iphone (subsequently being the reason I haven't been blogging but I'll explain when I'm not on deadline at work and trying to fit a blog posting in)

See if you can follow:

• lost the iphone at Marni's wedding
• freaked out, hyperventilated and had a panic attack
• was dropped off of my cell phone insurance because I made too many claims
• had to borrow a blackberry and have my service transferred
• spent 3 hrs on the phone with ATT after they realized they had overcharged us by $700 on last month's bill
• found out last night the maid of honor had the iphone in her luggage that she just unpacked
• old phone is being overnighted
• Apple holds their annual conference and announces the new 4g iphone
• freaked out, hyperventilated and had a panic attack
• aaaaand we've come full circle.

Now after all the happiness of having my phone returned, I'm plotting how much money I can get for selling it to buy:

THE MOST BEAUTIFUL THING EVER CREATED ON THE ENTIRE PLANET.

Go watch the video here because it won't let me embed and because it is UNREAL. I'm feeling weak.

Not Ready To Make Nice

When I'm in a bad mood or needing a little bit of a pick me up- this music video always does the trick. I'm pretty sure I've posted it here before. I was never a huge Dixie Chicks fan until this song came out-then I saw their documentary and became a total fan. I think this is one of the most beautiful music videos I've ever seen and it always, always calms me down.

Brb

I haven't been blogging cause I've been very busy planning a bachelorette party, watching one of my best friends get married, cuddling with my favorite people all weekend and losing my iphone- pretty much simultaneously. I'll brb when I find my sanity.