Sunday, February 8, 2009


For some reason, everyone I'm close to in my family calls me Brynnie. The story goes that when I was little and at my Aunt Lucille's house, I was majorly grumpy. (Not surprising, I've spent most of my life being grumpy.) I guess she started calling me Brynnie Poo Poo Head. When I turned 18 she said she was going to stop. She didn't and I don't really care. I find it rather endearing. I guess it's just one of those things.

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