It's like my heart is trying to hug my brain!

That title, stolen from my favorite show of all time (bold claim but you'll understand in a moment), 30 Rock.  Because Tina Fey is the best thing that has ever happened to me.  Anyways, back to the title, used in a mass text to close friends, was how I described the feeling of having a Red Bull first thing in the morning.  Hey, those Red Bull girls were driving by the bus stop at 8 in the morning and asked if we wanted some.  First of all, I had to question why I didn't have that job.  Then two hours later realized that would be detrimental to my health based on my legs pumping up in down for 6 hours of classes, along with what I can only assume were symptoms of ADD: short attention span, thinking of several different things at one time and a distinct feeling that my heart was trying to hug my brain because it was just pumping really loudly like it needed extra attention.

How I feel when I drink Red Bull

However, we can't stop at just Red Bull for the reason for this title.  I feel like it's my thesis statement for this past week.  Oh man I have been writing so many different papers every week for school everything is related to english classes in life.  Like one big metaphor. AAHHH stopping now.


So I got to go to Northern California again because I just can't get enough of that place I guess.  HA, ok it's not terrible but I went for the sake of my brother's first football game of the season and even though Kaulin had been hurt he looked sooo good in his uniform out on that field.  And my brother Kameron, HE GOT TO PLAY AND HE HIT A GUY REALLY HARD AND GOT A FOUL FOR IT I DON'T UNDERSTAND FOOTBALL BUT DID YOU SEE IT?!! So aahhhmazing.

How to top off this weekend of football and seeing my family who of course just randomly showed up, it's how my family rolls and also seeing my lovely sister-in-law?  Well, this one will throw you for a loop.  Because instead of partying hard core like I always do (my sarcasm is off the hook right now), I got to go to an amazing fellas baptism Monday night.  This fella I speak of is of course, Brian Schwenke, who usually only goes by his last name mostly cause it's super duper fun to say.  He plays for the Cal Bears as well and is the biggest, baddest and sweetest guy out on the field.  (Careful though, his dry sarcasm bites).

numero 57... That guy he is blocking is not going anywhere

Now my brother Kameron texted me about 3 days before the baptism to tell me I am giving one of the talks... on baptism.  This is where we now tie in the heart hugging the brain thesis statement.  I haven't spoken to a crowd in this type of setting for over 2 years.  I mean I get a little flustered with friends if I start to tell a story and realize more then 4 people are looking at me.  Now the fate of Schwenke's baptism mood is rested on me.  Well at least that's what I convinced myself of.

oh false, I did make a quick announcement at the wedding to a large crowd but I'm positive I stuttered and stared at the light straight ahead of me

The night before we had a pre-birthday party for Kaulin since his birthday was the week after we left.  Princess-themed.


Brenn of course was lovely and forced us all to say 3 things we love about Kaulin which added up to 24 things, because he is turning 24.  Well of course Schwenke was a part of it and as everyone cried shamelessly, Brian held strong and informed us that he has not cried in about 8 years.  He was a tough cookie to crack.  (By the way, this information is foreshadowing). OH MY GOSH it's like literary tourettes!


Well, Monday night comes along, I put on my mom's best skirt and her new sweater, do some breathing exercises and think of anything besides the talk I have to give.  Not the best idea, I really should have practiced it.  Any how, we get to the church house, everyone sits down and we start to have a lovely opening.  Then the big moment comes.  No, not the actual baptism but my talk.  Boy, oh boy was I nervous.  It went pretty well though.  I mustered up a serious voice with only a slight tremble.  And I said what I needed to say, and sat down sweating bullets with my face on fire.


The big moment came and Schwenke got in that font with Kameron, and they both did it like they were rock stars.  But you know, in a really calm, sweet and spiritual way.  After the rest of the program, Brian got up to bear his testimony.  I started to cry and when he paused I thought "this is the moment", but instead he scolded me for crying.  Guess what people?  It got to him ANYWAYS.  After all was said and done, the hugging and the lei and handshakes, Brian Max Schwenke Jr. shed some tears like a true man.

Yes indeed.  Quite a successful 4 day weekend, including some alone time with sister-in-law.

Apparently I grab Brenn's arm when I want her attention... And she laughs with her hand in front of her face to show off her ring