The past four days I’ve had my brother with me here in LA. We did the Griffith Observatory, The Getty, The Getty Villa, Warner Bros Studio tour, and countless movies (our usual). We had so much fun just hanging out and being grandmas and stuffing our faces with delicious food that the extended weekend felt like four minutes rather than four days.
Having my brother here felt so normal and comfortable. I can always be myself around him no matter how weird or stupid or obnoxious and he will always love me (or lurve me as we say). I can’t wait for him to come back and visit again – here are a few of my favorite photos from the trip.
PS – That is the real Harry Potter sorting hat on the Warner Bros tour. I got Gryffindor (YESSSSS) and Brother got Slytherin.
PPS – Yes that is the actual real Central Perk couch from Friends. I was totally freaking out when we sat on it and fangirled completely.
PPPS – Irrelevant to the photos, but we went and saw the Lego Movie and it was one of the best animated movies I’ve ever seen. It was hilarious, not only for kids but for adults too. And the Everything is Awesome song has been stuck in my head for going on 5 days now.
Hollywood Sign from Griffith
My new dancing partner
Taking over Universal Studios
The Getty Villa
The actual costumes from Deathly Hallows Pt 2. I’m freaking out behind the camera.
Harry’s Hogwarts letters.
Central Perk. Also me humming “I’ll be there for you” under my breath.
16 years ago today, I lost my playroom. Backstory: I was an only child for the first 5 and a half years of my life. I had my normal room with my bed, dresser and some toys and then across the hall was my play room aka the motherland. It was a good time in my life.
Then on January 24, 1997 my baby brother was born. I remember sitting in the waiting room with my grandma and asking, “So is he here yet?” Now he has gone from little baby to little boy to regular boy to what I now refer to as a man-child considering he has grown about 7 inches in the past 2 years. Another fun fact? We look like twins which is often found to be hilarious.
I’ve been sitting here trying to think of what to write about my little brother. He’s handsome, insanely smart, athletic and has one of the greatest hearts I’ve ever seen in a human being. He genuinely cares about others and their well beings and shows the maturity I would expect in a 20 something year old male. But really what I’m trying to say just comes down to one simple sentence.
My baby brother is the single most important person in my life.
Happy Birthday Jarod, J-rod, Gunnysack Boy, I love you more than I could ever say and I am so glad you came into the world 16 years ago. Thank you for everything you give me, every single day. Whether that’s a stupid text you send me to make me laugh or Facetimeing me to talk in weird creepy voices or just calling to catch up. I love you bro bro.