Coffee and a Conversation
As Told Over Brunch is a home for intelligent discourse from the twenty-something perspective - so the stuff you gossip about over mimosas on Sunday morning or over takeout on your friend's couch when happy hour ends too early. We love chatting about our lives, whether it be the relationships we’re building (or destroying), lessons we've learned at work, struggles at school, growing pains we've felt, or even the food we’re talking over.
One year ago, I was in the middle of my first European vacation, which covered Cardiff, Berlin, Amsterdam and London.
Two years ago, I was in the hospital getting my leg stitched back together after a falling mirror made chicken cutlets out of my shin.
Read MoreBecause I’m an advocate of self-awareness, I’ve started asking people to tell me their names again, which works until it’s the tenth meeting and I'm like, “What is your name again? I swear I don’t have dementia.” Or worse, I have no idea we’ve met ten times until my friend interjects, “You’ve met him multiple times before!”
Me: “Why are you going to be rude and say that out loud?”
It’s also uncomfortable when I say, “Hi, I’m Cazey, nice to meet you,” and they deadpan you: “We’ve met before.”
Have we?
Read MoreFebruary 14: Single's Awareness Day, also known as Valentine's Day for those in a relationship. Most of those people who are single feel themselves falling into the 'Single's Awareness Day,' but not me. No -- I encouraged/forced my blog's baby daddy to take me on a date. A real, legit date.
Why? Because I deserve it, and we both deserve a day dedicated to our best friendship.
I encouraged Cazey to take the stereotypical male role and asked him to make us a reservation in advance (forethought proves he cares), pick me up at my doorstep with flowers in hand and pay for my meal. He complied with almost half, which sounds about average for what I may expect from a normal male date, so I'll take it.
Cazey attempted to make reservations at the location we selected together (after Cazey took the lead and made some suggestions), but they didn't take reservations, so we planned to leave early so we could get right in. A plan, several weeks in advance - quite a commitment.
Read More“There are all kinds of love in this world but never the same love twice.” - F. Scott Fitzgerald
There are in fact all types of love in this world: the love between siblings, the love between two people dating, the love between parents and children, the love between a grandmother and her grandchildren. The last love, the most unconditional of all.
Read MoreI'm hoping y'all are enjoying time with your families, but since you're looking at this, you must be looking for somewhat of a reprieve. So instead of sitting around your family reflecting upon your own memories, here are four of my favorite Christmas Pasts:
When I was little, I had chicken pox. And because I was little (and itchy), I scratched a tiny hole into the bridge between my eyes. From then on, I had a scar. When I was a bit older, I fell a bit and had a pretty nice look scuff on my knee. That left a faint, but present scar.
Then in high school I tried hurdles, got all caught up and fell. In that one act, I sprained an ankle, ripped open another knee and was substantially bleeding out of my elbow. Healed (but cankle-like), scar, scar.
The next year, I got an elbow to the face during a soccer game and needed stitches in my cheek. Facial scar.
Read MoreSo, based off of the title of this post, you may be able to infer that I am a huge fan of the #tbt / #throwbackthursday hashtag. Beyond being a relatively easy trend to keep up with, it really brings to life social media. I love looking at baby pictures, so that is the first reason I like throwing it back. Just ask my friend whose house I stayed at and stalked out all his pictures of the baby version of himself. I also find myself to be a pretty stunning baby, so there's that.
Beyond babies, I also am a fan of any reason to stalk myself, and throwback Thursday is the perfect reason to scroll through every picture of myself on Facebook. The weekly dash of nostalgia is a really welcomed distraction in my schedule.
From a professional standpoint, there are two solid reasons that throwback Thursday is a blessing. Firstly, it's a great way to recycle content without anyone being suspicious! It's actually a great self-serving way to get second legs out of material without anyone calling you out on it. Second of all, it gets you involved with a well-known and popular trend. It's a pretty easy way to seem hip without having to try too hard.
From what I've gleaned about my readership, people seem to like my embarrassing stories more than my business ones, so back to me. I take throwback Thursday as a way to show off how cute I was as a baby and how totally awkward I was in my teen years (you are welcome world!). To get in on the action, check me out on Instagram and twitter (@sarawoznicki) for this week's family photo circa 2008.
What's been your best throwback post?