My TV Husbands

Recently, my roommate Lacy decided we should list our top 5 guys we would marry as based on their TV characters. This took me some time, but I think I've got it narrowed down pretty well.
(I reserve all rights to change my mind.)

So, we'll begin with the honorable mentions:

Jeff Winger, as played by Joel McHale, from Community

Of course, he'd have to do some growing up first. But if you want any further evidence as to why I love him,
look no further than the season 1 episode, "Physical Education,"
and the naked pool match.
Sexy!

Troy Barnes, as played by Donald Glover, from Community

I'd have to marry him when he's aged about 5 years from where he is now.
But if he can make me laugh half as much as his character does each episode,
I'm in!

Michael Bluth, as played by Jason Bateman, on Arrested Development

He's compassionate, loyal, and a hopeless romantic.

Plus, he's a family man!
I'd love to mock the rest of his family along side him.

Now, on to the countdown!
#5 James "Sawyer" Ford, as played by Josh Holloway, on Lost

I'm talking the Sawyer from Season 6, and not the douchebag he can be in Season 1.
But man, the swagger, the charm, the adorable nicknames...
You know, I think I'm mostly in this for the nickname.
(And, let's be honest, those dimples!)

#4 Luke Danes, as played by Scott Patterson, on Gilmore Girls

Oh, Luke. He's SO dedicated. And generous.
He can cook like nobody's business, he's a handyman
And he is a one-woman kind of man. To a fault.
I definitely wouldn't mind sharing a twin bed with Luke.

#3 TJ Detweiler, as voiced by Andrew Lawrence, on Recess

Now, don't think I'm a creeper here.
I'm assuming that he's aged at the same pace as I have.
TJ is resourceful and a true friend.
He never gives up on others, he cares for the underdog,
and he's got that bad boy edge that I just can't get over.

#2 Desmond Hume, as played by Henry Ian Cusick, on Lost

That scruff...
Desmond is one dedicated partner.
He's athletic, he keeps his cool under pressure,
and he can withstand years of crazy.
And how I love those beautiful brown eyes.

And...
#1 Max Medina, as played by Scott Cohen, on Gilmore Girls

Max is not the most attractive on this list.
His character only has 13 episodes worth of story.
But he's intelligent, warm and charming.
He can keep up with Lorelai Gilmore, and that's saying something.
And, of all the people above listed, he always seemed the most real.
And the most marriage-worthy.
Love.

Need a Laugh?

I first saw the following series of videos when it was after midnight.
The lateness of the hour may have added to the hilarity of the videos.
But I think you'll enjoy them, regardless of the time.

If you only have time for one or two videos, skip to Episodes 3 or 4.













Faaaaaaaaa-c-t.

Eulogy to my Puppy

Hey Pup:

You know how I still call you pup even though you're over 12 years old?

You know how I'm still fuzzy on your age, because I thought we got you in '99...

But maybe it's '97.

I still remember the day we picked you up.

(I have the poorest memory, but I still remember that day)

We had just lost Prince.

And there you were, among a crowd of Sheltie pups.

You were the shyest of the group (just like me!)

And Mom thought, we want this one.

You were tiny. Just the same size as my Piglet stuffed animal.

I know, because I made you nap with him once.

But you grew. And grew.

(I couldn't edit the red eye here. Your eyes just wouldn't have looked the same.

Just as they were the hundreds of times I looked straight into them,

and wondered... what does a dog think?)

You played fetch. But mostly tug-of-war.

Remember how we could pick you off the ground, while you held onto that rope?

I'm sorry if that ruined your teeth.

I should have brushed your teeth more.

But I was too young to realize it when you were just a pup.

You loved to go on walks. We couldn't even say 'walk' when you were around.

We had to spell it. But even then, you were too smart.

You learned how to spell.

I should have walked you more.

Remember just a couple summers ago, when my goal was to walk you daily?

I hope we didn't over-do it then. You were already starting to limp.

We couldn't say 'treat' either. You knew that one too.

You were the perfect fit for our family, because you loved to eat.

Even vegetables. What dog eats vegetables?

You did.

(Look at you running! Remember when you'd run and slide all over the house?

I bet you're running now. Maybe you've met Prince.

Geez, don't make me cry, pup...)

I haven't slept with you at the foot of my bed in years.

Honestly, I'd forgotten you used to do that.

But last night, as I layed down to sleep, I could feel you there.

You always knew how to comfort me.

Yesterday, as I said goodbye, tears flowing down,

you just sat and licked my hand.

And I let you. Because it was always how you comforted me.

We played yesterday. Not as energetically as usual.

We used to run and slide and bark all over the house.

But you did bark last night when I asked you to speak.

A big loud bark. You hadn't really let out a bark for a while.

Thanks for that bark.

To Princess, you will always be remembered.

And missed.

By so many people. More than you can probably imagine.

So long, puppy.

Mothers

I love celebrating Mother's Day.

I hope my Mom knows that I love her each and every day. But I'm grateful for a special day to remember just how much my Mom does for me.

And not only my Mom, but the incredible moms that my sisters are to their children. They lead with such a great example of motherhood.

Watching my nieces and nephews run around the house tonight, I was struck by just how much I love them; their beautiful spirits and individual personalities, their laughs and their trust, their promise for the future.

How can I love them so much? And how can I possibly love my own future children more? I'm just constantly in awe of the capacity of humans to love.

And it just baffles me to think that God's capacity to love is leaps and bounds above what we know; that He loves us more than we can ever begin to comprehend, with that perfect love of a godly Father.

God's plan for families on Earth is just so beautiful. And I'm so grateful that my Mom has always taught me that.

Tattoo-Action

Just a little morning bored-at-work tattoo action....

Update:

My roommates and I got henna tattoos this weekend.

I'm in love with mine!

Perfect

As I was driving today, I heard Pink's song, Perfect (the edited version!). The chorus goes something like this:

Pretty, pretty please

don't you ever, ever feel

like you're less than

less than perfect

pretty, pretty please

if you ever, ever feel

like you're nothing

you're perfect to me.

I was bugged. (If you don't know me well enough, know that I get overly bothered by lyrics of songs...). I've got a question for ya:

What's so bad about being IMperfect?

I went through a life stage where I was all, you know what, I'm gonna be the sarcastic, cynical person that I am and I don't care who thinks I'm a terrible person for it, because that's just who I am!

Well, guess what, old me? That may be who you are, but that's not who you COULD be! You could be a lovely and happy and positive person! And that will make you closer to perfect! But it certainly will not make you perfect...

Because the only perfect person that did and has and will ever exist is the Savior, Jesus Christ. His perfection redeemed my imperfection. His absolutely perfect life allowed Him to be the Savior and Redeemer, and to offer that saving grace to me. And it is such a disservice to Him for any of us to ever claim that we are perfect just the way we are.

We are not perfect. And there's beauty in that. There's so much hope in the prospect of change. We're all our own worst critic, and every time we find something wrong inside, we get to fix it! How amazing and beautiful is that?!

So, my friends, you are imperfect. And I love you as imperfect. And I hope you DO change!

I Could Have a Kick-A Blog...

So, I follow a good deal of blogs.

Not an unmanageable amount. Just enough to have something new to read regularly.

And I often get so jealous of the lives that these beautiful and in-love women live.

But I realized something today.

I could have a really kick-ass blog!

I live a pretty magical life.

I just got home from Coachella

(Look, see!):

I leave for Austin in five and a half days.

I have an incredible and loud and hilarious family.

I have been on ridiculous dates.

I am a career woman.

I love to cook delicious foods.

I'm a fan of beautiful things: fashion, art, and music.

I have lived so many of my dreams.

And I'm still learning and growing and discovering every day.

These things I've listed are all the things I'm jealous of in other people.

So, then... what do I not have that all these bloggers have?

The drive to blog every day.

A fancy camera and photo-editing skillz.

A super hilarious way of writing.

(And a husband... but let's ignore that for now).

I think I'm okay without these things.

Well, I'm too lazy to obtain these things. So I'd better be okay without them.

I'm happy with my current blog. I hope you like it, too!

And thank you to my beautiful friends who read this blog.

Even though it's not very kick-a.

Update: A re-read of this makes me worry that I'm coming off as a braggart, or condescending, or over-compensating.

I'm not trying to do any of these things.

I just have to remind myself sometimes that just because I don't have an awesome online life, doesn't mean I don't have an awesome life.

I'm so blessed, and I don't have a right to be jealous of others!

That is all.