Sunday, July 24, 2011

It's because sometimes you just have to be in other people's families.

Dear Patrick,

The number one reason I shouldn't shoot anyone's family pictures:Yep. That's what happens.

Love, Adrienne

PS In case you don't already know this, that's not my family. But I'm obviously the favorite child, even so.

Thursday, July 14, 2011

It's because we're growing up so fast.

Dear Patrick,

I once moved to Logan with full expectations of becoming a twin. And become a twin I did. I was the third. I was the lucky number three to their exclusive club. It was a perfect match. I had "mothers" at school with me to make sure I ate my dinner and they had me to do ceramics and collages on the kitchen table. Then again, maybe this relationship wasn't as mutually beneficial as I once thought. I worshipped them at school. Honestly, I still do. They are the queens of goodness and kindness. They know all the right ways to do everything. Cook. Make friends. Share friends. Be funny. Dress. Throw parties. Eat vegetables. Organize. Have careers. Exercise. Not spend all of their money on candy. Basically, these two are what I want to become if I ever decide to be an adult.

The day pictured above is when Connie (the real and original Connie) got married. I remember it being bittersweet, feeling super excited for her but also feeling so sad that she wasn't going to be filling all the containers in boys' apartments with goldfish with us anymore. After that, Candace (the other Connie) and I lived together for one more semester and I did my best to be the replacement twin. But just as before, I got the better end of the deal. She kept our bathroom clean and in return, I babysat a kitten that consistently peed only under her bed.

Tomorrow is another day that will be bittersweet. Tomorrow Candace puts the final knick-knacks into her little green car and takes her life and this most adorable child
across the country where she'll find her new home in Kentucky. I'm so sad to see her go but so excited for her new life there.

With every move and every change and every marriage and every new thing, I get a little bit nervous that this is the beginning of the end. The end of being the third twin. The end of the club. Luckily for me, the universe and I are on good terms and it'll keep sending coincidences like this their way so they'll never forget me:
Candace and her husband, Grant, just happened to buy my dad's old business trailer. They didn't know that's where it was coming from when they found it online. Maybe it isn't the universe I'm on good terms with... this is probably the handiwork of just one guy wearing a fish shirt. I feel lucky that they've been the ones close to me for so many years. There are so many points I look back on now that I know I literally would not have survived had they not been around. Maybe it's the laughing-so-hard-you-can't-breathe times mixed with the sobbing-because-everything-is-broken times multiplied by the mood swings that bring both times together that has woven our everlasting ties. Or maybe I'm just too headstrong and selfish to let them let me go. It's probably the latter, but either way, it's fine with me. I always get the good end of the deal.

Love, Adrienne

PS Seriously, don't you just want to steal that baby?

Monday, July 11, 2011

It's because my friends are comedians.

Dear Patrick,

What? Have I disappeared off the face of the planet? Nooooo. I've just been doing mom crafts. Which is pretty normal for me. I like moms. I dress like moms. I hang out with moms. I'm a shorter, less-cool version of my own mom. The only slight glitch I see is that children completely terrify me. But that's not a huge deal, right? Right.

But, back to the mom crafts...I've been cross stitching. But in my own, rule-less kind of way. I think the people around me are the funniest people in the world. I really like taking bits of conversations or messages and pulling them out of context to make them a little funnier.

Examples? Okay.

I know that giving you the story behind this will defeat the purpose a little, but it's too funny not to tell. Darci had been working on transferring all of her extended family's home movies to DVD while working full time and going to school full time... living and working in Provo and going to school in Logan (2 hours away). Needless to say, she slept almost never. As she's handing out the DVDs, she looks down to read the label she wrote on one and says to me, "Lamp birthday. What does that mean?"
We'll never know. And that's why I'm friends with Darci.

Margot felt like she needed to be part of this picture. She's so selfish.
This came from the paper that Alex and Heather wrote from my perspective... or at least their perspective of my perspective. I should probably cross stitch the entire paper.

And finally, the most recent...
This one deserves the story. My brother-in-law, Phil, is out of his mind. All the time. When he and Brooke first got married, he'd say, "You promised when we got marrried..." in his whiniest, just-about-to-cry voice to Brooke every other minute to talk her into whatever it was that he wanted at that moment. Luckily for him, it's the funniest argument he could make and she usually gives in. This particular quote came from our recent California trip when he wanted her to go into the water with him. Not one bit serious. Not one bit sappy. Only hilarious.

I wish I had pictures of my most favorite quotes I've used-- at Christmas time I made a pillow for my cousin, Nicole, who said to me over chat once, "Yeah, well, I'm looking for a black boyfriend so... I've been trying to learn the language. I got one of those Rosetta Stone software cds." Or the lovely little shrinky dink that, of course, went to Ashlee saying, "I can't talk right now. I have a lot of tv I need to watch." And okay, maybe I was the one that said that one. But maybe it was only the most perfect way to combat her birthday present to me.