Sarah Bellum's Tales of Wit and Charm

This week’s “That’s What She Said” is about a trip to the temple, contraband booze and my baby brother’s wedding.

In the past I hated spending time with my family during the holidays. I love them, sure, but holidays were made for drinking wine with dinner. Not that silly Mormon cranberry juice and Sprite mix.

That all changed when my brothers had kids. Suddenly sobriety wasn’t the worst thing in the world; not seeing my nieces and nephews for the holidays was. Had I known kids make family time not only tolerable, but also enjoyable I would have got knocked up in high school. I can picture myself with a “Gilmore Girls”-esque lifestyle. I would be an amazing teen mother.

Well maybe not… after all, I did spend the majority of Christmas Eve threatening to feed the kids to Santa’s reindeer.

Carter: “Aunt Sarah, can they kill us?”

Me: “Not kill you, but they will definitely maim you. What are guys going to do if one gets you?”

Kailee: “Pray.”

Hannah: “Scream.”

Carter: “Punch it in the wiener.”

Unto us a future pervert is born.

This week’s That’s What She Said is about watching people fight in cages. Um, yes, really.

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Read “That’s What She Said” to hear about my camping adventures.

Every camping trip requires an obligatory gun photo shoot, right?

To see additional pictures go here.

I’m thrilled to see August end. It’s been an emotional shit storm for me. I’ve had to make some difficult life decisions, you know, the grown up variety. As a result I’ve been a giant ball of stress and anxiety.

I can’t discuss most of what’s going on, but I can mention that my lease ends in a month and I’m not able to extend it like I had expected, which sucks on so many levels. Can I even find a place that will accept two dogs, one of which is a puppy? Do I give Rosie Finlinson back? Or do I step up and buy my own house? I’ve been a complete mess trying to figure out what to do.

Enter three amazing brothers.

They all caught wind of the situation and jumped into the picture immediately. Each of them called and offered me a place to live while I figure things out. I have three brothers who are all willing to house me and two crazy, farty pugs so I don’t have to rush my decision or give up Rosie.

I was so incredibly touched by their offers, because I know they all meant it. When my brother Jeff said, “Sarah, everyone loves you and we have your back.” I couldn’t even respond. I was too busy pretending not to cry.

Sometimes I forget just how much they care. Jeff’s words reminded me of my favorite Avett Brother lyrics: Always remember, there is nothing worth sharing, like the love that let us share our name.

It’s such a simple statement, but holds so much truth. I really am so lucky to share the name Nielson with them. It’s not quite so scary seeing what the future holds when I have so many people on my side.