Maybe I've been watching too much Sex & the City.

Everyone who knows me knows that I hate talking about my feelings, and that I'm able to mask my emotions with heavy sarcasm and witty banter. I'm also really good at avoiding any type of " deep or sensitive conversation." It's actually a skilled talent of mine.  It's always an awkward question to me when you go on several dates with someone, and they think it's a great idea to ask " Why are you single"

First off dude " WHY ARE YOU SINGLE?"

And the truth is no one actually wants you to honestly answer this questions honestly, no one wants to say the honest truth as to why we single people are single. Because either we don't know, or like me you have to explain to someone that you are a walking contradiction.

I am the most confident shy girl who is book smart but without the right guidance could fail in the real world. I am a sweet  and caring witch  of a woman who will put you in your place. I'm reserved  but I speak my mind. I'm terrified of not being afraid. I am crazy normal .

There are so many reasons why I'm single, but let's ask ourselves are we really ready to let someone know that we are single because we can't even figure ourselves out? Instead of asking why we are single like we are being plagued with some curable disease that if we just say all the right things and act the right way that can cure being single; why is single a disease and not a blessing?

I get all emotional at one in the morning.

con·tent - In a state of peaceful happiness. 

Sentence : Brynne is so content with her life, that people should be jealous; only not really because that's not cool.

I think that sometimes  people consider being happy as settling, because we're not always looking for the "next best thing". To those people, I think that they never knew what happiness was to being with.  

Happiness to me, is coming home to my dog, and taking him for a walk. It's going to a bar with my two best friends and making fun of all the old cougars who are trying way to damn hard. 

Happiness is waking up to go to work everyday, thankful that I have a job and that I work with people who don't suck. 

Happiness is when I can find two matching socks.

Happiness is saying the F word ridiculously loud in public.

Happiness is getting a good morning text from that cute boy you like. 

Happiness is spending time with my mom watching Madea movies.

Happiness is when my hedgehog licks my hand and doesn't think my fingers are food. 

Happiness is when my phone will hold a charge longer than an hour.

Happiness is knowing that I am loved.

My life is far from perfect, but I'm perfectly happy. How many twenty somethings could say that with a straight face?

I take my serenading very seriously.

Exultant - very happy
Sentence-  I know enough to fill up with happy confidence and exultant hopes

A few weeks ago  my friends taught me what it's like to actually feel great about myself. .Here's how it happened. 

Picture this; my best friends and I are in a car, laughing at our stupidity   Justin Beiber  blaring on my besties car radio, and while Tyrone is driving Leslie and I singing to him with all our heart. We take serenading each other very seriously I might out. It's funny to say but Justin Beiber made me spontaneous.  I'm not talking about like oh he made me sing out loud, and it was cool. I mean , full on dance party in the middle of Downtown Fort Worth, with the two greatest people alive. 

This is what life is all about. It's not about drama, anger, heartbreak, or running away from your problems. It's about the moments that fill you up with so much joy that you can't imagine life being bad. It's the kind of joy that all your problems seem so miniscule and ridiculous. 



I can't tell you guys that my life is perfect, because it isn't. I make mistakes everyday, and I have hurt a lot of  people in my lifetime as well as been hurt. But when moments happen like this, I can't help but think " It's all worth it."

Jiminy Cricket is beaming with pride.

 Unconventional - Not based on or conforming to what is generally done or believed: "his unconventional approach to life
Sentence: My life may be unconventional to you; but to me it's perfect. 

I appreciate the abnormal in life. The weirdos, geeks, and the sassy; who come into our lives and make us a little more daring to be ourselves because they are truly who they are 100% of the time. They have achieved something that I feel like most of us want. They are comfortable with who they are.

I recently began training at an MMA gym, and when I began to tell my peers, a few were supportive, a few didn't know what it was, and the rest were just really appalled that I, Brynne future marriage and family therapist would ever want to do something so crazy and " unladylike". I was discouraged to say the least, that I didn't get the support I wanted.

But then something changed in me, these past few weeks, I have learned to accept my quirks just a little more, to forgive my mistakes, and to listen my own little Jiminy Cricket, that tells me my life is crazy weird, and that I should embrace it.

So this is me embracing my weird hobbies, my geeky book collection, and sass that has gotten me where I am today. A successful college student who trains MMA, has a 4.0 GPA, and is happier today because I am myself.

If you don't read the bloggess.com , you should, here's a video she posted of my new favorite song.

Bug bites on my toe amongst other things.

 Nuisance- Definition  A person, thing, or circumstance causing inconvenience or annoyance
Sentence: Bug bites, people, and the song Call Me Maybe, can be such a nuisance to my daily life.

 Sometimes people are like that bug bite on your big toe. You can't wait for it to leave, you don't know how it got there, and you wish it would stop hurting you. 

Do you ever want to recommend Dr. Phil to someone so badly because you know that even though you don't really like Dr. Phil, that he might just be able to say the things you want to say, but you can't say because you are trying REALLY hard not be such a jerk?

Yeah me neither.

On a side note I went on a hike today with my singles ward and it was actually really fun. I had some great conversations with some new people, got to take a few unattractive photos that I plan on posting all over the internet, and my face got a little color. I did get bit by something that made my elbow swell up crazy big, and hand tingle for a few hours, but thanks to some drugs, sleep, and the magical powers of puppies I feel so much better,

I don't really have anything important or fun to say, but today feels like Sunday, and now my whole week is going to be all confusing. Which means nothing to you; once again I'm just rambling.

Until we meet again
Brynne.

Oprah is missing out.

New: Definition - Recent, fresh

Sentence: Brynne created a new blog for a fresh start, recently.

As I was reading my old blog I became mortified of some of the things I posted. A lot of it was funny, don't get me wrong, I am quite witty on occasion, but the majority of it was me looking back and thinking to myself;

" Oh my gosh, why did I actually post this? "

Truth be told, I don't really know, and I'll probably wonder the same thing about this blog, then it too will be deleted, and Tina Fey will never read it and ask me to be a co writer on whatever next hit show she writes for. Then we'll never become best friends, and then I'll never get an Oprah special on how I got to the top with a six year old lap top, and self esteem issues.

But until then, I must explain why I'm writing this blog! First of all, I should tell you that I have recently made some big life decisions, one of them being to get out there and be social. It isn't going to well, every time I think about getting out there, and doing something, I'm pretty much reminded that I have work at seven a.m. the next day, and as a grown adult it's probably not the best choice to be social. So I end up staying home and imaging my life on the Real Housewives show, and exactly what I would say to that witch Teresa, and her overly drawn on eye brows.

As you can see I have some serious work to do. But maybe just maybe this blog will give me motivation to actually write about life experiences that I'm currently having, not things I  wish I have had.

Until next time;
Brynne