Dear popcorn,

You are tasty.  (I haven't eaten you today.  That's okay.  There's always more time for that.) 

You are also a useful way to describe things.  A new friend said this the other day, "I like big birds.  I like lots of them.  If it doesn't look like popcorn, I'm not interested."  I had never thought about birds and popcorn, though the comparison feels appropriate. 

Tonight I walked home in the pouring rain, giggling at the sheer power of the water as it hit the ground.  I had a rain coat, but my pants and shoes were instantly soaked.  As the rain hit my coat it sounded just like popcorn, and with my eyes on the ground I thought that it might look like popcorn as well. 

Popcorn might be my new favorite descriptor. 


love,
hannah

Dear Lake Superior,

You are beautiful.  As many have said in the last week, you are the lake that looks like ocean.  What a discovery! And, in so many ways you are unlike any ocean I have ever experienced. 

Don't get me wrong, Lake Michigan will always be my favorite Great Lake, but you are something else entirely.  To stand so far above the water and stare out across your surface... it was magical.  I've never lived anywhere with any kind of height or hill to it, so when I come across land - and water - that doesn't just disappear into the horizon I am bewitched.  What is this land that curves and climbs?


love,
hannah

Dear International Women's Day,

You have gotten more attention this year than ever before.  I don't know what's up, but I like it!  Through both blogs and Facebook I was overwhelmed by well wishes for a happy International Women's Day.  In the past I remember missing the day and realizing that it had passed a week later.  Hopefully, this isn't a fluke and will continue next year!

I have so much to say, and to process, but I will leave you with Ruby instead.  Check out more of Smart Girls at the Party, cause I like them. 

love,
hannah

Dear Filliam H. Muffman,

You are my favorite celebrity couple.  That would be William H Macy and Felicity Huffman for those that don't know.  But, since ya'll are pretty normal there's not much to stalk.  Not that I would, but I just think you're great.  Today you were awarded a rare double star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame.  (Aaron Sorkin and David Mamet spoke at the dedication, which is also pretty fantastic.) 

I adore Sports Night.  Tonight, while procrastinating on other work I will watch clips from season two of Sports Night in your honor. 

Congrats, like I said, I think ya'll are super cool.


love,
hannah

Dear Moulin Rouge,

You are a wack ass movie. And, mildly seizure-inducing. Also, my critical deconstruction and introductory feminist film analysis make you a troublesome piece of cinema. (Really, you are troublesome regardless of that. The jump cuts make me a little dizzy.).

That said: EWAN MCGREGOR.


love,
hannah

Dear heels,

We have had quite a day together. I've been awake for approximately seventeen hours and worn two different pairs of heels. I wish I could say that it makes me feel like a real woman, but really I just feel pain in my feet.

The floor of my room was entirely covered when I returned today, so cleaning everything was therapeutic and necessary. What a week I have ahead of me, and then, spring break! Until then The Purse is returned to its rightful place in my closet where I don't touch it.

I got to have a drink with one of my professors tonight! It was exciting and bizarre. Time for bed.


love,
hannah

Dear Sally Hemmings jokes,

It must be a really boring night at the airport when the folks running security are at the point of Sally Hemmings jokes. They even got to the point of assigning who would work in the field and who would work in the house. (There was a conclusion that it didn't matter, it would all be bad.). It was simultaneously hilarious and tragic.

Also, The Purse is approaching outing number three after being taken out for tour number two on Wednesday. Wish me luck.


love,
hannah