Wednesday, December 28, 2011

The Marriage of Brooke and Zane

I love my mom, dad, sister, and, for the first time in my life I get to say this, my BROTHER-in-law.
Brooke and Zaners got married today, and I decided that it would be a good idea to write blog post ASAP (it was only a few hours ago...)

These are just from my phone, and even in these tiny pictures you can tell that this girl looked incredible. I mean, Brooke has always been beautiful, but I can't tell you how incredibly stunning she looked today in the freezing, winter cold.

At the luncheon we all gave little speeches. You could tell who was there for Zane because they were quirky and told jokes. You could tell who was there for Brooke because we all cried. Cried like little babies. Including me. I have no idea what I said, I was such a mess. I don't know if it came out the way I wanted it, so I'm going to write what I meant to say right here.

Brooke. You are my best friend. Even though we fight all the time, there is no one I'd rather fight with. You have always, always been there for me. When I didn't have anyone to eat lunch with in high school you would eat with me, when I didn't have anything to do on a Friday night you would hang out with me, and when I felt sad or scared you comforted me. There is no one who can make me laugh harder, or have more fun than you can. You are amazing, and you deserve someone who is perfect, and I'm so glad you found him. Zane you were made for my little sister. I have never seen her as happy as she has been these last few months with you. I remember sitting on Brooke's bed talking after your second date, and I think, even back then, that we knew that you two were going to be together forever. Please take good care of her, she means everything to our family. We are so excited to welcome you into our family. You are both so lucky to have found each other.
I don't love getting all mushy gushy, but I just love my sister so much and I'm so happy for her!!!!!!

Tuesday, December 27, 2011

A Nightstand

You can tell a whole lot about a girl by what sits on her nightstand.

My mom is going to be livid I posted a picture of what I mess I can be for the whole world to see...

1. Chronicles of Narnia - I love reading. (SO glad I chose to start my readings with this one. All 7 books are in this big beautiful one, and I'm reading about one a day. I love fairy tales, and I love adventure novels. I don't know how anyone could ever choose Harry Potter over this... but we'll discuss my feelings about Harry Potter in a future post.)

2. My camera - I love having and taking pictures (I would like to add a note to my father who refused to believe I actually wanted one of these for years. He thought I didn't need it. I asked for it every Christmas for 3 years before I finally saved up enough money to buy it, with help from Mom. I think the same thing will happen with this bike I'm begging for.)

3. Tinkerbell Figurine - I love Disney and dreaming (I actually don't love Tinkerbell herself... Back when I was little she was nothing but a sassy little mean thing. I guess nowadays she is a tomboy or something... what is that about?)

4. My retainer - I'm a loser... 

5. Ihome with Ipod - I love music and listen to it 24/7 (It's all about Adele right now ya'll.... oh, and a song called "Home is wherever I'm with you." It's my kind of romantic.)

6. Picture of friends jumping in a field along the Italian Alps - I love friends, Italy, and jumping

7. Book by Deiter F. Uchtdorf - I'm a Mormon! (It's called "Your Happily Ever After" and it's a Christmas present from my mom. She's in the stake young women's presidency, and fell in love with this book through that. I think all young women should read it. It's fabulous)

Sunday, December 25, 2011

I'm kind of a big deal

Perfect. Today was perfect (minus the fact that I ate enough to keep me going for the next year... but that's another post for another day). I spent time with my amazing family, and got more than I could ever ask for. I'm amazed at how much my family gave to me, especially during stressful wedding days. I'm grateful for every little thing. Seriously.

I don't like to play favorites, but for the sake of a post I simply had to choose my favorite presents this year. So here is your Christmas 2011 Top 3 Presents

#3 Baby Accordion

Each year in the Hirschi family we get one present from one cousin. This year I got an accordion. Oh my gosh, I love it. After about five minutes (or two hours) with it I had taught myself how to play "Mary Had a Little Lamb" and I felt like a musical genius. If you know me, then you know I have a fascination with obscure talents, and the accordion shall be my newest. (On a side note, just last week J told me the best Christmas presents are the ones you didn't even know you wanted. I had no idea what he was talking about until this lovely gift.)

#2 A humidifier 

I am a grandma. I love sleeping with a humidifier. Love. But look how sleek and sexy this new fangled humidifier is. Look at it's curvy shape, it mood setting night light, and if ever a genie lived in a humidifier it would be this one. But seriously, look at me. Bri Borup: making humidifiers and accordions sexy again. (again?)

#1 Leather-bound Books
And now I hope you all understand why I titled my post what I did... if not, turn to your good friend google. I realize that these are totally a fad right now. Everyone wants to be Belle and have a big library, and fall in love, and feel oh so vintage and romantic (those thoughts all connect somehow). But these are real. I will read all of them, probably multiple times. Thank goodness I got these to fill the hole the end of arrested development left in my life. I think I shall start with Chronicles of Narnia. 

In other news, I think it's time that all of my friends came back to P-town because I am missing all of you.

Saturday, December 24, 2011

Christmas without my best friend

Knitting and watching Arrested Development. That is me right now. Actually, it is me this entire break. Thank you Netflix for putting Arrested Development online, and darn you television for only producing 3 seasons of it. That's right, I've watched all three seasons in a little over a week. During all of that, I've been knitting (something I picked up the other day). While my knitted square looks tiny, let me tell you right now that is has taken over 8 hours to make. It was supposed to be a scarf, but I fear it will never progress that far. My dreams of being a cool knitting grandma are over.

Tonight is Christmas Eve. Every year, my family goes out with family friends to dinner and a movie. A super chill evening, just the way I like it. Well, last year my best friend Jo married Ryan and they became the world's coolest couple. Sadly for me, this union meant that Jo would no longer be attending our Christmas Eve festivities. This year her brother Jesse went on a mission. We are so proud of him! This means that, for two years, he will also skip out on our festivities. Then my sister became engaged to a wonderful boy (I originally wrote man... but my sister is younger than me, so she can't be marrying a man, and guy just felt so casual. Boy felt like the term that would be used in the rom-com about their love.) which we are all very excited about, but it also means that Brookie spent Christmas Eve with his family. Bri, Jo, Brooke, and Jesse. I am the only one left from our Christmas Eve crew.
2008 (?) This is rough. I know Brooke is going to be real excited that I've reposted it for everyone to appreciate once more.
No one tells you what it's like to have a sister get married, not for real. I knew about the stress, and the craziness, and the planning, and the excitement, but I didn't realize that I was kind of losing my best friend. Who I am supposed to sit in the corner with at Borup family parties and laugh at all the little crazy things we do? Who do I talk to when I'm not sure if my outfit is cute enough for a first date? Where do I get new music for my ipod? Who is going to curl/braid her hair? Who do I share my secrets with? I've realized that I'm kind of losing my best friend*. It's made for a very bittersweet Christmas Eve.

*These are my selfish thoughts, and usually I don't think like that. I love Zane. I love that Brooke found someone who is patient, kind, and loving enough for her. I love that staying home from Utah State was a good thing. I love that in May my mom and I were bugging her to find out what this new boy was saying in FB chat, and now she is actually marrying him. I love that Brooke is marrying the boy who will make her more happy than she's ever been.

Saturday, December 3, 2011

The Biebs

On the way to pick up a friend from the airport, my friend J and I heard Michael Buble's version of "Santa Baby." We decided it had to be the most awkward thing Michael could have done, keepin' it classy by calling Santa "dude," asking for a Christmas tree decorated with stuff from Mercedes, and with lines like "Think of all the Hotties that I haven't kissed." The hotties? I'm sorry Mr. Buble, but I think you've gotten yourself confused with a cast member from Jersey Shore. Beside that, even with the changed lyrics, it still sounds like Michael is flirting with Santa...

I decided to share my opinion about the song on Facebook, when a friend suggested the uncomfortable nature of this song is on par with Justin Bieber and Mariah Carey's music video for All I Want for Christmas is You, so of course I had to google it.

He was right. Mariah's flirtatious, scantily clad, cougar glances at Justin could make anyone cringe. I laughed when it was finished. "Oh, haha, that was such a terrible music video. Mariah is creepy. And Justin, he looks so stupid with pierced ears.... and his stupid, giant, adorable eyes... and his.... okay, I think I need to watch it again."

I watched it 3 times.

Then I decided to google Justin Bieber... soon enough I was designing our wedding on Pinterest and posting heartfelt love notes to him in the comment section of the video. "BeLIebEr forevsssss <3333 All you haterz don't know anything about Justin" 

ok, that last paragraph was a lie, but I admit the temptation was there. I tried to get my sister to watch the video, but she refused. Not because she's anti-bieber, but because she realizes how easy it is to become obsessed with the boy, and she is through with that phase in her life. She then informed me that my own mother had to make a rule for herself that she wasn't allowed to google him. WHY JUSTIN?!?! Why do we love you so?

Tina Fey said it best "I don't know if I want to marry him, or put him in a stroller and push him around the mall?"