Letting My Nerd Flag Fly

Yesterday Maris and I went on a pilgrimage roadtrip to a small town on the coast of washington that gets a lot of rain and a lot of 14 yr. old girl tourists. That’s right….


When we drove through I have to admit I was a little irrationally disappointed.

Me: “This is it? This is …. it? This is the whole thing?”

Maris: “Yes, Lauren…. It’s a small town. This. Is. It.”

Pause while we drive and look and i sink a little further down in my seat.

Me: “Ok for one, the sun is out so edward wouldn’t be able to come out anyway because he’d be all sparkly and shit. And two – I’m actually kind of disappointed there aren’t any supernatural events occurring right now.”

Maris laughing: “Lauren!!”

Me: “WELL!”

So we drove around through twice with a mix between slightly mortified to even be there because we were sure “people new” cuz we “looked like twilighters” i mean “why else would we be here?!” and totally PUMPED.

We drove to the highschool where classes were most def in session, the parking lot full, where i kept trying to convince myself (among many many locations) “ok this was definitely in the movie. For sure. This looks totally familiar.” And maris kept saying “it’s a parking lot” but then started taking pictures so YOU CAN’T FOOL ME MARIS.

When we pulled out there was this amazingly large sign for the highschool all carved out of wood and maris pulled out her camera to take a picture while I just idled right there in the middle of the street. There were no cars so we were good. But then when i saw the picture I squeeled “TAKE ONE CLOSER UP SO WE CAN SEE THE WORDS.” I would just like to say right now that by no means were we at all cool about this. I type this like “oh yeah we went to the highschool” but… for reals? We drove around LOOKING FOR FORKS, WA HIGHSCHOOL AND THEN TOOK PICTURES. And it was right about this time that we fully realized how ridiculous we were as a truck pulled up behind us and i’m yelling GET IT MARIS GET IT And she is zooming like it’s her job and i start to pull away and she exclaims GOT IT! And we are laughing so hard we can’t breathe and are starting to cry. And I’m sort of driving so the truck can kind of just pull around me while we giggle uncontrollably in my car. Then maris chokes out “I… have never been… more mortified… in my entire… life.” And right then I knew the day was just about perfect.

Cherry or Strawberry?

Raging example as to why I love Maris…

Scene: Walking back to the car from safeway where we got Diet Cokes and an assortment of unhealthy snacks:

Maris: “Ok I have a serious question… Do you like Cherry or Strawberry flavor better?”

Me: “Are we talking fruit or candy? Or the entire flavor spectrum?”

Maris: “Mmm… in general… what do you like better? I mean I like eating strawberries better than cherries but cherry flavoring better…”

Me: “Hmm …. I’m gonna have to go with Strawberry because EVERYTHING has a cherry flavor and strawberry is just harder to find.”

And then she reached into her bag and threw me this:


And you wanna know why that is so mother effing badass? 1) she remembered we had ring pops on our SF roadtrip adventure. 2) She bought them WITHOUT ME NOTICING 3) Hello RING POP!!

God I love you maris. Don’t ever leave.

Weddings

I went to a friend from grad school’s wedding yesterday and it pretty much blew my mind. I might be a sucker for ceremony and big life events (college graduation, major birthdays, weddings, births, etc) but i gotta say, there is something transcendent about a large group of people coming together purely out of love and appreciation for the relationship of two people they adore.

I guess theoretically this is how all weddings should be, right? But it’s not. Weddings are crazy because family are crazy and there is a level of obligation with who you invite and where you sit so and so and who’s great grandmother’s whats-it you wear, etc etc. So weddings can sometimes be a little painful. This is the start of my wedding season (the wedding season of life). Before this summer I had only gone to family weddings and even those had my cringing at 14.

Anyways, i guess what I’m saying is the experience of a wedding is not about how much money you spend, whether it’s an open bar or not, whether it’s in a church, on a beach, or in your parent’s gorgeous acreage. It’s about a feeling of community inclusion, about the attitude of the guests, about a welcoming, inclusive environment where you feel like you’re part of something great, just for a few ours, even if you’re on the fringe. Weddings usher people into a new stage of life. It should be joyous and funny and endearing. I am honored to have been there for Katrina and Ryan. I feel like they’ve done more for me by including me in their special day, then I could have ever done by just attending, and I am very grateful for the experience.