as Oscar Isaac, but I know him by another name. His real last name, and the nickname his cousin calls him.

And here he is. And here. And here.

You know, this was going to be a well thought out post, because I’ve been thinking about it all day, but now I’m tired.

So here goes.

I remember Oscar showing up to youth group with Eddie, and me knowing he was older and cute and mysterious. And he hung out with us for awhile after that. He was the only guy who gave us Valentine’s on Valentine’s Day.  He made fun of my braces. He believed me when I talked about what I wanted to do with my life. He showed up at my house unannounced. We all watched him and the Blinking Underdogs play in some grungy warehouse. We made Testing Jack. We stayed up late and all hung out in my front yard. There were bonfires and New Year’s parties and going to Miami Beach and the Biltmore to watch Oscar play whatever current role he was in. And I always knew. I always told him that someday he would get famous, and I would start selling his playbills on Ebay. And here we are, with the Nativity Story, and Oscar is everywhere I look. The trailer has run on every major network, and he’s in my Orlando newspaper.

I remember being at Jennifer and Ed’s wedding last year, and saying goodbye to him. He picked me up and swung me around, and said it was good to see me, and hopefully we’d run into each other soon.

I remember being in high school and dreaming my big dreams, and watching my friends dream theirs. And here we are. Oscar is a movie star, with people arguing how old he is on IMDB, and I’m an editor, working my way towards writing something for myself. We’re so young, and we’re so lucky, to have what we want. If I died tomorrow, I would die happy. I love my job, my boyfriend, my new place, and my friends. And most of all, I love watching the people around me while their dreams come true. Congratulations, Oscar Isaac. You deserve this more than anyone, and I can’t wait to see what else is in store for you. And someday, when you’ve forgotten about me (which you can’t, because technically now I’m your cousin in law haha), I’ll run into you somewhere, and ask you for your autograph. And then I’ll sell it on Ebay.