tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-39373413065228064872024-03-12T18:25:19.587-07:00Thoughts of a Wife in TrainingLiving the dream, one shrunk sock at a time.
“The heart of her husband trusts in her, and He will have no lack of gain.” Proverbs 31:11Brittany Fletcherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15617258896053738905noreply@blogger.comBlogger144125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3937341306522806487.post-85690439011040406862012-10-05T09:52:00.004-07:002012-10-05T09:52:52.853-07:00Feature Friday
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<span style="font-family: "Bernard MT Condensed","serif"; font-size: 36pt; line-height: 115%;"></span><span style="font-family: Calibri;">A few years ago, I began my short lived journey of working in a floral department of a major chain.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">It was a 3ish year journey that I will never forget and am so thankful for.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Getting to work in the floral industry unleashed passions that I had never truly explored before.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I learned so many new things, such as arrangements, bow making, gift wrapping, and my favorite of all, wreath making. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">(Thank you pinterest for the many
inspirations that you have given me.)<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">I am selling all
holiday wreath’s now, if you are interested in one, please email me.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">All wreaths are made
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a great day and enjoy your weekend. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Much love,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Brittany Fletcherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15617258896053738905noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3937341306522806487.post-1592949294584366112012-10-04T07:42:00.002-07:002012-10-04T08:09:20.528-07:002 in a row<br />
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would totally be okay with me if we just skipped over today. I woke up super
groggy, couldn’t breathe through my nose, with a massive headache the size of
Texas. So, I’ve got my Cinnamon Spice candle and box of tissues on my desk
ready for the day. I must say that I am super proud of my abilities to get out
bed at 6am this morning, shower, blow dry my hair and put on an okay outfit and
be out the door by 6:35am. <br />
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you say awesome?!?</span><span style="font-family: "Calisto MT","serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;"> That’s right, I am superfast at getting
ready.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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hubs is not the same. BOO</span><span style="font-family: "Calisto MT","serif"; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 115%;">.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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decided to have a plan for what I was going to write about every day and today
is being thankful. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Today I am thankful for:<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Calisto MT","serif";">(Sometimes, you just need something
warm, fluffy and homemade. I’ve been eating way to many smart ones for
breakfast and lunch. I am in need of real, not processed foods. Insert, homemade
blueberry muffins. One day, I will post the recipe.)</span><span style="font-family: "Calisto MT","serif"; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"><br />
</span><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-family: Algerian; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%;">-My car</span></b><span style="font-family: "Calisto MT","serif";"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Calisto MT","serif"; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;">(I drive a 2000 Honda Accord that has 216,000
miles on her. Her name is Salacious Sally. Yes, we name our cars around these
parts. She is red, has a little bit of faded paint on her head, but she is
wonderful. I bought Sally a little over 2 years ago for a whopping $3,000 after
I totaled my other car, (RIP Moaning Mass.) Sally is old and needs to be
tendered for. In the great state of Texas, you have to get your car inspected.
Well, Sally wasn’t ready so she insisted we take her in to see why her engine
needed to be checked. 3 days and $500 later, she felt all better. Now, I can
drive her again. YAY!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calisto MT;">Today is my best friend, Meredith’s, birthday.<br />Honestly, this chick is the cream of the crop. <br />She loves Jesus more than anything. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calisto MT;">She is the best listener. She cares with all of her heart about you. She is passionate. She is sweet. Seriously, she amazing. I am so thankful the Lord put us as roommates 4 years ago. He knew what He was doing. I am so thankful for a friend who loves at all times. I am undeserving.</span></div>
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I am so thankful that you have stood by my side, through so many trials and so much fun! You, Meredith Farley, are a blessing! </div>
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<span style="font-family: "Calisto MT","serif"; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;">Much love, <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Centeria Script Demo"; font-size: 24pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin;">Brittany Paige<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Brittany Fletcherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15617258896053738905noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3937341306522806487.post-67480182396291632012012-10-03T07:27:00.000-07:002012-10-03T07:27:45.633-07:00October<div style="text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: "Calisto MT","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">This Wednesday
morning is the first morning in a LONG time that I woke up with a full nights
rest and I feel 100% energized.</span><span style="font-family: "Calisto MT","serif"; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> </span></div>
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greeted with as soon as I walked onto my porch at 6:45am. </span></div>
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architecture firm, started to pack for moving, and was signing the lease on our
apartment that never happened. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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he wanted to do in his career and how in the world would be able to execute
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happiest time of your life, but for me, it was so different. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: "Calisto MT","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">So, now that we are full year away from
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<i><span style="font-family: "Calisto MT","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">-We are married! YAY!</span></i><span style="font-family: "Calisto MT","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: "Calisto MT","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">-Ryan has a job that is way different
than we expected, but the Lord has done good in providing for Him (and us). </span></i><span style="font-family: "Calisto MT","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: "Calisto MT","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">-We are in our own place. Alone. (Can I
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<i><span style="font-family: "Calisto MT","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">-We are itching for a dog, and new
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<span style="font-family: "Calisto MT","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">-<i>Discipline with weight loss. (I got 60lbs to go yall!)</i><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: "Calisto MT","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">-Consistency in communication with one
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<i><span style="font-family: "Calisto MT","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">-Financial peace. </span></i><span style="font-family: "Calisto MT","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<i><span style="font-family: "Calisto MT","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";">-Salvation for our lost friends.</span></i><span style="font-family: "Calisto MT","serif"; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> </span><span style="font-family: "Calisto MT","serif"; font-size: 12pt; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">I know</span> its already Thursday and I am just now posting my weekend recap, but this girl has been <span style="font-size: large;"><strong><u>so</u></strong></span> busy this week. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Last Saturday our friends from <a href="http://www.camptejas.org/" target="_blank">Camp</a>, James and Kae came to visit us for the day. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Ryan and James met at camp the same summer Ryan and I met, and they went on to live together in College Station for a year, and then James met Kae the summer after Ryan and I met, and they began to date and they just got married in June, which is <u>SO FUN!</u></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">We adore this couple so much and wish that they lived closer, but we have all made a pact to try and visit eachother every other month. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">So we will be in San Marcus in October! </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">James and Kae arrived at our place around 11:30 and I made chicken salad and dip for them. <br /><u><span style="font-size: x-small;">I wish I had taken pictures of the food, it was so YUMMY!</span></u> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">After lunch and much talk we all headed out to the new <a href="http://www.kirklands.com/" target="_blank">Kirklands</a> that just opened up in town and it was <strong>AMAZING!</strong> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">My mom used to drag my sister and I into that store and I would HATE it, but now, I absolutely love it. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Serious, its in my <strong>top 5 favorite </strong>places to shop.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> <em>(I should do a post on my top 5 one day for you guys.)</em></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">So, Ryan and I, <strike>well really just I</strike>, have been <em>dying</em> for a full length mirror, but I did not want just a tacky $5 mirror in our bedroom, so we found this beauty on our Kirklands run. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">She matches the rest of our furniture in the bedroom and fits perfectly in the corner.<br /><strong>The best part about her though?</strong><br /><span style="font-size: large;">She opens up and holds MOST of my jewelery</span>. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I made mustard potatoe salad, baked beans and Ryan grilled chicken and made homemade strawberry ice cream, which <em>in spite of leaving out the sugar, eggs, and vanilla</em>, was suprisingly delicious. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">After our yummy meal, James taught me how to use my sewing machine, because He is awesome like that and I made curtains! </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">YAY! :) More on that laters. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">All in all, it was such a fun day, but man I was EXHAUSTED and slept in on Sunday morning and skipped church. :(</span></div>
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I am <strong>SO </strong>happy that it is finally Friday! <br />I slept<strong> durn good</strong> last night and was not feeling like waking up this morning, but <u>somehow</u> I managed it. </div>
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You know what I couldn't manage though?</div>
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<em>Deciding what to wear to work.</em> </div>
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This has become the <span style="font-size: large;">most difficult</span> task in the mornings for me. </div>
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I have a <span style="font-size: large;"><strong><u>TON</u></strong></span> of clothes, but only a few are appropriate for the office. </div>
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One thing that I have gotten so much better at since I got married is my addiction to shopping for clothes. </div>
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In fact, I wouldn't even say it's an addiction any more. </div>
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I have shopped more for the home in the past 6 months than I have for clothes, which isn't great either, but our house looks pretty. </div>
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So, this weekend, I am going to try and convince Ryan to let me buy a few things that I can wear to the office. </div>
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I am in need of black pants and a few more dressy shirts. </div>
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Oh, and a new pair of black flats. </div>
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I should of taken a picture of me in the old ones this morning. </div>
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So, it is Friday, and my weekend will be filled with cleaning, some crafting, hanging by the pool and I get to have dinner with my best friend, Meredith tomorrow night. </div>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">YAY!</span> </div>
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I hope you all have a fabulous weekend too! </div>
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<strong>Much love!</strong></div>Brittany Fletcherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15617258896053738905noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3937341306522806487.post-47772131380738800142012-08-02T13:47:00.005-07:002012-08-02T13:47:53.068-07:00Thursday Fun<div style="text-align: center;">
I must say that Thursday nights seem to be one of my favorite nights of the week. </div>
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I love the joy of knowing I will go to sleep and wake up to Friday. </div>
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I love watching the eviction episode of <strong>Big Brother</strong> and then our favorite show, <strong>Suits. </strong></div>
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Most of all, I seriously just love getting to hang out and do <u>normal</u> things with Ryan. </div>
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Tonight though, will be anything but our <u>normal</u> Thursday. </div>
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Tonight we will eat takeout sushi from our favorite joint, Little Tokyo, and we will watch the USA <span style="font-size: large;">dominate</span> swimming and gymnastics. </div>
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I am so excited to get home and chow down with the hubs. </div>
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I had to go to a safety training at our corporate office this morning and sweet husband thought I would be there all day. </div>
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He called me at lunch and offered to take me to lunch, which is SO sweet and out of the norm because I office about 30 minutes from him. He was so excited to be able to ask me out on a lunch date that when I do sadly had to tell him I had already left corporate, He was so disappointed.</div>
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Isn't He the sweetest? He just makes my heart so full! </div>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">Speaking of sweet...</span></div>
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Little brother, Jay, called me on my way home from work yesterday to discuss<em> our</em> weekend festivities during Labor Day. Most of the conversation was spent on talking about what <em>Ryan and He</em> could do while we're there and what kind of cookies <em>I</em> could bake for him. </div>
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He is just the best! HA!</div>
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That's all for this fabulous Thursday. </div>
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Hope you people are enjoying the end of your week as much as we are around here. </div>
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Much love to you all! :)</div>Brittany Fletcherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15617258896053738905noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3937341306522806487.post-62325465723205260342012-08-01T08:54:00.000-07:002012-08-01T08:54:37.560-07:00Living through Instagram<div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-size: x-large;">Seriously, I must confess:</span></div>
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<strong><u>I am the most inconsistent person when it comes to keeping up with my blog.</u></strong> </div>
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Sometimes, life just gets in the way. </div>
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In the past 3 months, we have been so busy and it doesn't feel like it is going to slow down any time soon. </div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Here is a little catch up via instagram. :)</span></div>
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My sweet little 6 year old brother, Jay, got to come hang out in Texas in the middle of July. </div>
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We had SO MUCH fun getting to hang out and play with Him.</div>
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He is such a joy to be around! We got to play chicken foot, go to the park, the pool and of course, Blue Bell.</div>
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It made me so nostalgic with him being here, since my sister and I grew up coming out to Texas for the summers. </div>
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We are all so lucky to have such <strong>incredible grandparents</strong> to hang out with.</div>
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Here is Jay and I at Whataburger after church on Sunday. </div>
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We figured out after spending the morning<strike> sweating through our clothes</strike> at the park, that the afternoon called for lots of water playing and blue bell ice cream. </div>
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I have been on a crafting kick for about 4 years now, since I started in the floral industry.</div>
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I just can't get enough of making fun, beautiful things. </div>
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I am starting to be commissioned to make wreaths for people, which is such a blessing and so amazing. </div>
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(This weekend I am redoing our <strike>crap</strike> desk corner in our room to be my crafting corner.)</div>
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Here is the wreath I made for our front door:</div>
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Our lovely patriotic wreath that I made RIGHT before the 4th. I just couldn't help myself. </div>
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This is the wreath I made for my bosses daughters new apartment. It is my first commissioned wreath. Woohoo! </div>
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Last but not least, I have gotten to spend <strong>TONS</strong> of quality time with my husband. After spending the <span style="font-size: large;">first 7 months of our marriage</span> living with my in-laws, our alone time is so wonderful now. </div>
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Don't get me wrong, we had fun those months with them, but we are so grateful to be out on our own now. </div>
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I am more in love with this man now that I have ever been before.</div>
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I praise the Lord for his life. </div>
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Here are a few of the things we are excited about for the last half of 2013. </div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">-Labor Day trip to Bama</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">-Committing to staying in the gym</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">-Our new church family, Covenant</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">-Our 1 year anniversary</span></div>
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Now, I shall leave you with this sweet verse that I needed to hear this morning. Love y'all! </div>
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<em>"My peace, I give unto you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid." John 14:27</em></div>
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<strong><u><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It has been forever!</span></u></strong></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I am so sorry that I feel off the face of the earth. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Life has been so crazy these past few months and have no chances of slowing down any time soon. </span></div>
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<br /><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;">Ryan and I are moving into our new home today!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Those of you who don't know, Ryan and I have lived with his parents since we got married back in December. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Back in November when we made the decision to move in with them to save money and get on our feet. </span></div>
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<em><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">{Best decision EVER!}</span></em></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> I was so nervous about the whole thing since I am very independent and love my space, so having to move in with my hubs and his parents was going to prove to be a very challenging season. But, let me tell you, it has been beyond a blessing. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Ryan's family have opened their arms to me. Having such loving people around all the time is quite frankly amazing!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">With that said, I could not be more excited about moving into our little 1 bedroom apartment tonight. We have been shopping so much lately and I finally went through all of our wedding presents last Saturday evening, and I cant wait to open those babies and get to using them all! </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><strong>It is all so EXCITING!!!</strong></span> </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">So, with all that said, wish me luck as I unpack our life over the weekend. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I promise to try and get back into the swing of writing, I sure do miss it. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Look for some sneak peaks of the place soon. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I can't wait to show you guys!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Much love, </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Britt</span></div>Brittany Fletcherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15617258896053738905noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3937341306522806487.post-40962330180805484322012-04-10T18:55:00.001-07:002012-04-10T18:55:51.821-07:00Overrated!Sometimes I just forget about blogging to be honest with you.<br />
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I started my new job last week and I've been so busy at work learning things, getting things together, that I haven't even thought about blogging, not even once. </div>
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I used to love wasting away my time at work writing on this sweet blog of mine, and now I am so busy at work that I could care less. Then, when I get home, all I want to do is hang out with the hubs and decompress from the day, that I rarely even pick up my computer. </div>
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IM A TERRIBLE BLOGGER.</div>
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<br /></div>Brittany Fletcherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15617258896053738905noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3937341306522806487.post-24663203054651654462012-04-03T11:42:00.002-07:002012-04-03T11:42:20.939-07:00New.<div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-size: large;">I love NEW things.</span> </div>
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I love NEW dresses. </div>
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I love NEW weather. </div>
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I love NEW weeks. </div>
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I love NEW jobs. </div>
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Life is just grand whenver things are NEW. </div>
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Somtimes NEW <u>scares</u> me. </div>
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Walking into something unexpected, not knowing how to do something, having to learn.</div>
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<strong>The 'What If's" get to me</strong>. </div>
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What if I dont get along with the people?</div>
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What if they dont like me?</div>
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What if Im not good enough for the job?</div>
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What if I can't learn fast enoough?</div>
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These things tend to overwhelm most people, but me, I just let them get to me and then roll 'em off my shoulders.</div>
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You can't let those things get to you or you will go crazy. </div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">So, yesterday, I started my new job</span>. </div>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;">I LOVE IT!!!!</span></div>
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Here are the perks:</div>
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-It takes me 20-30 minutes to get to work and home. (Opposed to the hour-2 hours before)</div>
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-I get to work with 3 other GODLY women. (Just us 4 in here, and I love it!)</div>
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-I am busy and productive. (unlike my old job)</div>
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-I get to listen to Jesus music all day. </div>
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God is good and has provided me with a wonderful place to be. </div>
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I am so amazed by Him. </div>
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I love my Jesus. :)</div>
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Love you people! </div>
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<strong>Britt</strong></div>Brittany Fletcherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15617258896053738905noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3937341306522806487.post-85108197051420177182012-03-23T15:28:00.000-07:002012-03-23T15:28:19.724-07:00Workin for the Weekend!<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Its <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">FRIDAY! FRIDAY! FRIDAY!</span></b></span></div><br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">-Cleaning</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">-Laundry</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">-Hunger Gaming</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">-Dinner with the old roommate</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">-Laying out in the sun</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">Excited!</span> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I love the weekends!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Enjoy yours! </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Love</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>Britt</b></span></div>Brittany Fletcherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15617258896053738905noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3937341306522806487.post-43681529741292447072012-03-21T11:54:00.000-07:002012-03-21T11:54:42.055-07:00Writing for me!<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><u>Sometimes I get discouraged when I write and no one responds. </u></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><u><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Then, I realize, and remember, that I started this blog for <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">me</span>. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Not you, not her, not him, not them...but <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">me</span>. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I do love to get comments and responses from others, but at the end of the day, I do what I do, for <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">me</span>. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">So, take that. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">Now that I sound like an uuber jerk, and selfish...I shall quit.</span> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">In other news, I have something very exciting to tell you!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"><b>I GOT THE JOB!!!!</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I am so so so excited to start this new journey. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Ryan and I have been praying that the Lord would work something out for me to be closer to home, and look what <u>He</u> did!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Its a little less money than I am currently making, but I know in the end this will be the best fit for me. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">(I<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"> am wanting to be with this company for a very very very long time, like I want to stay with this company and not move any more unless I have kids and can stay home with them</span>.)</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>Praise the Lord!</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I start the Monday after my last day here at Meeks, which means I won't go <u>a day</u> without a job. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">WOOHOO!!!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">God is good!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I painted my finger nails and toes last night. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O2skhSQS-ZU/T2ohkTdR3AI/AAAAAAAAAg0/cB3MVBFES_8/s1600/photo+(2).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O2skhSQS-ZU/T2ohkTdR3AI/AAAAAAAAAg0/cB3MVBFES_8/s320/photo+(2).JPG" width="239" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">They look purdy, don't they?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Nude pink. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Yeah, just thought you should know. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I'm looking a lot like I'm ready for summer today. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Yellow sundress, Kelley green sweater, coral necklace. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Yeah,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>I love color</b>. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The love of my life is taking me to dinner tonight to celebrate the job. </span></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Such a cutie!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I cant help but share this picture from our engagement. It was one of the best nights of my life. </td></tr>
</tbody></table><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Isn't he a total babe?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I encourage all of you, if you are married/plan on getting married one day, keep date nights a regular event in your household. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">They do wonders for your marriage and self esteem. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Alrighty, I feel like all of my posts are random and all over the place. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">I was on such a roll there for a while, and then all of a sudden, I disappeared. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Last time we "spoke", I was heading to Dallas to spend the weekend with my 3 best girl friends. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Guess what?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><u>That didn't happen. </u></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I drove to Camp after work that Friday, Jennie and I hopped in her car and started driving in some crazy thunderstorm rain. About an hour into our drive, we realized her car was leaking water into the passengers side. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">So, we turned around, went and got Mexican food, watched movies and went to bed. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">(I ended up coming home at about 10am on Saturday morning. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">I was pretty bummed it didn't work out, but all in all, it was fun to see one of the three friends and fun to come home and hang out with my sweet husband.)</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Some of the other things happening in our lives lately:</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">1.We have been shopping a lot. </span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">We have bought pillows for our bed, end tables, a TV and an TV stand. Lots of money, lots of time, lots of energy, lots of <b><i>working togetherness</i></b>. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">(<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;">This has been quite the marriage building exercise.)</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">2.Our niece, Kalynn had surgery on her kidneys last Friday. </span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Please keep her recovery in your prayers. Sweet girl has suffered since she was a wee little baby with bladder infections and UTI's. She is only 2, so this was a big surgery. She's doing great though!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>3. We spent a fabulous 3 days in Brenham this past weekend.</b> </span></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It was so wonderful to be with my grandparents all weekend. We had good Mama J. homecooking, we antiqued, and talked a <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">whole </span>lot. It was great to catch up with them. They are so wise and so encouraging. I am the luckiest girl in the world to have such a wonderful relationship with my grandparents. I don't know what I would do without them</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">4. We actually finished our dresser project. </span></b></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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</tbody></table><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">love</span> how it turned out and <u>all</u> credit is due to my sweet hubs. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Ryan did this project all by himself. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">He even picked out the colors. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;">(We were originally going to go with a robins egg blue, but decided last minute that since I change my mind so often with everything, we should go with a more neutral color.)</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> It looks beautiful!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">5. Interviewing</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">About a month ago, I let my boss know that I was looking for a new job on the side of town I live in. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The hour, sometimes 2 hour,drive to work and the same back home, is getting very old. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Right now we are spending about $500 in gas on just my car alone. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><u>That's not okay people</u>.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> So, I have been interviewing for<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"> <u><b>one</b></u></span> job, and I have done <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><u>4</u></span> interviews. My last one was today.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> I should find out today or tomorrow if I got the job. I'm hoping that I did! I really want it and my last day here at the current job is next Friday. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">EEK!!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">So, with that all said, we are doing great! We are both a little emotionally overwhelmed with me possibly not having a job for a little bit, but we are trusting God that He will take care of us and we know that He's got a plan. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Hope you all are doing great!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Sorry I disappeared. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I needed some alone time. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">:)</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
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</div>Brittany Fletcherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15617258896053738905noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3937341306522806487.post-75911962506032423672012-03-09T10:11:00.001-08:002012-03-09T10:12:00.575-08:00Its friday! Friday! FRIDAY!<div style="text-align: center;">I may or may not be <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">in love</span> with Friday's. </div><div><div style="text-align: center;">They are definitely the best day of the week. </div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Why do I think this? </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">Because...</div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>a. Everyone seems to be in a great mood!</b></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>b. The weekend usually involves lots of cuddle time with the Mr. </b></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>c. I get to clean and catch up on everything I ran out of time to do during the week. </b></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>d. All of the above.</b></div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">Did you guess <b>d.</b>? </div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">Ding! Ding! Ding! </div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">We have a winner!</div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">I do love all those things about Friday, even the cleaning one. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I know, I am very weird, but cleaning and organizing are high on my list of favorites. :)</div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">The only sad part about this weekend is, I will be away from the Mr. for the first time since we got married 3 months ago. </div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;">We haven't spent a single night apart from each other since our wedding night, and I am oh so sad to be with out him all weekend. </div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">BUT.......</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><u><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">I will be with my 3 best girl friends all weekend long!</span></u></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">So, I thought I would overload you with a ton of pictures of us 4 over the past 5 years! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Here ya go:</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><b>Love Love Love my friends!</b></div><div style="text-align: center;">I am so blessed to have these girls in my life still. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Hope you people have a <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">wonderful</span> weekend! enjoy whatever weather you are going to have.</div><div style="text-align: center;">We are going to have lots of rain! YIPPEE!</div><div style="text-align: center;">YUM!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Love,</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Britt</b></div></div>Brittany Fletcherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15617258896053738905noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3937341306522806487.post-89866011807904419002012-03-08T13:47:00.000-08:002012-03-08T13:47:00.370-08:00Couting down the days<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Sometimes, you just can't help but count down the days to the exciting things in life. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I know that I shouldn't be wishing away my life, but there are just a few things that make me so excited I could squeal! :)</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Like:</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Golden doodles</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Diet Dr.Pepper</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The Beach</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">&</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">counting down to these dates:</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"><u><br />
</u></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><u><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">92 days until we move into our new place!!</span></u></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">That number seems so <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">HUGE </span>but all in all, I know it will go by so quickly. </span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Ryan and I have been so patient in waiting for the right time to move out and get our own place, and now we are READY! We have lived with my in-laws for 5 months now, which seems like forever, and it is getting to be a little tough not having our space. We are so beyond thankful that they took us in, after the Mr.'s medical scare. I honestly don't know where we would be with their sweet generosity. We have been able to buy things for our new place, get out of debt and save a good chunk of change, which is awesome! It really feels great to actually be in a comfortable place financially, it takes a big weight of your marriage's shoulders. Who would of thought the bulk of arguments would come from silly financial things? Oh, right, <b>EVERYONE</b> told us that would be the bulk of the fights. Ha ha! </span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"><u>70 days until my fist weight loss goal!!</u></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">In just 70 days I plan on meeting my first weight loss goal of <i>20lbs</i>. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">That seems like enough time, right?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">That's just <i>2lbs</i> per week. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">No big deal? Right?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I keep telling myself this...trying to live day by day and make my decisions day by day. I can't plan my weight loss journey by the weeks, I have realized I am only setting myself up for failure. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">If I live day by day, then I am OK. Great, in fact. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Like, if I make a good eating decision at breakfast, I am more likely to make an equally good decision at lunch and then at snack times too. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><i>20lbs.</i> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">No <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><b><u>BIG</u><i> </i></b></span>deal. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><u><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></u></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><u><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">8 days until our weekend getaway together!!</span></u></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Ryan and I don't get much time alone together, living with the parentals and all. So we are going to spend a weekend up in the country at my grandparents house. I know, I know, we still wont be alone, but somehow when we are up there, we get so much more quiet, alone time. We get to walk around outside, have good table conversation with my grandparents, eat INCREDIBLE food, and not watch TV all weekend! Its so refreshing! So, next Friday, we are packing our bags and heading that way for a little R & R. Praise Jesus!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"><u><br />
</u></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"><u>1 day until my weekend getaway with the girls!!!</u></span></div></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">In just a few short 21 hours, I will leaving work and heading to Dallas for the weekend with 3 of my favorite girls. See, the summer of 2007 I met my sweet friends, Meredith, at Camp and we became roommates and sisters that year. Then in the summer of 2008, our friends, Nelan and Jennie came to work at the camp and we all became the best of friends. I have never had a group of girlfriends like these 3 and I am so thankful the Lord has maintained these relationships over these 5 years, especially with how spread out we all are. Nelan goes to school in South Carolina, Meredith is in school in Brownwood, TX and Jennie lives in Giddings. So, we are all 2-28 hours away from one another. Nelan flew home to Dallas for her spring break last weekend and so Jennie, Mer and I are going to meet up at her house and hang all weekend. I am SO EXCITED to get away and have good quality girl time! I will for sure miss the Mr. but I think we both need a little time away. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">So, that's whats happenin' in these parts. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Sorry for the delay in posts action over here. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I have been super out of it lately. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;">Love!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Britt</span></div>Brittany Fletcherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15617258896053738905noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3937341306522806487.post-79344267937250053362012-02-29T07:11:00.000-08:002012-02-29T07:11:38.567-08:00Frizzy Wednesday.<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Being from the South, I am pretty much in a hate/hate relationship with the cold, because when it is cold here, its wet cold. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Wet cold is no bueno. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Like, for reals, you can <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">NEVER</span> get warm. It stinks. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">So, I am more than happy that our winters are limited here in Houston.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I think we have had maybe 20 full days of actual cold in the Nov-Feb months. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">It's been great.</span> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Today is the last day of February (Happy Leap Day, y'all!) and it is a whopping <i>75 degrees</i>. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Heck yes!</span> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Isn't that awesome? I lurve it!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">Except for one thing</span>.......<u>HUMIDITY</u> .</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I opened the door this morning to see how warm/humid it was outside, you wanna know how humid it is here?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Check out the hair today:</span></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">I know you are just dying to know what I do on Wednesday's so here ya go.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b>5:45</b>-Shower</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b>6am</b>-crawl back in bed with the husband </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b>6:30</b>-get up&put on clothes</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b>6:45</b>- make lunch, eat breakfast & leave the house </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b>7am</b>-drive to work</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b>8:30am</b>-arrive at work </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b>5:30</b>-cat nap in the backseat of my car for 30 minutes while I wait for traffic to die down</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b>6pm</b>-drive to babysitt some little ones</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"> <b>6:30</b>-babysitt (sometimes just 4 kids, sometimes 10-just depends..its for church) </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b>8:30-9:30-</b>(just depends on how long the adults hang and talk)-get in my car and drive home. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><b> 9:30-10pm-</b>shower, get in bed and pray to skip Thursday and make it to Friday. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It's a very long day for me, but that's okay.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> Hopefully I will get a new job soon and won't have to drive this far any more.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">My boss is interviewing my replacement, starting today. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Im kind of sad. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I really am gonna miss this place. I love the people,and I really enjoy what I get to do. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">This has been a great stepping stone for me and I will be forever greatful that they hired me. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I hope you all have a fabulous Wednesday and that your hair isn't as frizzy as mine is today. Haha! :)</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Love you people, </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Britt</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div>Brittany Fletcherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15617258896053738905noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3937341306522806487.post-57563822662677160662012-02-28T07:29:00.000-08:002012-02-28T07:29:39.875-08:00My FIRST Guest Post! EEEE! :)<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>Good Morning friends!</b></span></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I can call you friends, right?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I mean, there are a whole <u style="font-weight: bold;">34 </u>of you here now! I am so excited about the numbers growning, I can hardly contain myself. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Random thing you should know: Im thinking of doing a giveaway sometime soon....Im not sure what I will give away just yet, so I will have to think about it.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Today I am so excited to be guest posting over at <a href="http://henninglove.blogspot.com/2012/02/hometown-series-brittany-of-thoughts-of.html?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=feed&utm_campaign=Feed%3A+HenningLove+%28henning+love%29" target="_blank">Henning Love</a> about my hometown. You should FOR SURE go check <a href="http://henninglove.blogspot.com/2012/02/hometown-series-brittany-of-thoughts-of.html?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=feed&utm_campaign=Feed%3A+HenningLove+%28henning+love%29" target="_blank">it</a> out. Please, go! Right now! </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Okay, thanks!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Enjoy this Tuesday, and please, say a little prayer for me. I am still looking for a new job and my current job knows this now and they are going to start interviewing to replace me. (Its a long story how they found out, but its all good!) So, while you are talking to the big man upstairs, shout out for me. :)</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Love you people, seriously, I am so blessed by all 34 of you! :)</span></div>Brittany Fletcherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15617258896053738905noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3937341306522806487.post-76670957873949707552012-02-21T14:59:00.000-08:002012-02-21T15:00:09.984-08:00The 30 day Challenge.<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">IS A BUST.</span> </span></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;">I was reading through some of things I would "need" to write about...and there are just some things that I dont really want to bring to the table in my blog, and since it is MY blog...I do what I want. </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">In other news....</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><i>I am looking for a new job.</i> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Here me out...I LOVE my current job. Its the first job in a while that I am making enough money to live and live well with my hubby and the first job I have ever had that is Mon-Fri 8-5. I am not stressed, I love the people and I get to do what I want, pretty much. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">The catch is, when I took this job, Ryan and I were planning on living 2.6 miles away. Then Ryan got sick and was medically released from school and we made the hard decision of moving in with his parents when we got married. It has been such a blessing because Ryan finally got a GREAT job in Deer Park with the city. We feel so blessed that the Lord has taken care of our needs. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">With that said, we have prayed and prayed and feel like the Lord wants us to plant our feet in the Pasadena area. We feel led to live a life in community. We want to live, serve and grow in the same spot where we live. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">So, my 120 mile (roundtrip) commute every day is not a good thing. It is making my <i><u>8-5</u> </i>job<i> <u>7-7</u></i>, which is not a fun thing at all. I am becoming more irritable with the drive and hate not being able to be home to cook dinner for my man. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">So, I have been applying for many a job in the Pasadena, TX area. If you know anyone who is looking for a fun, happy receptionist, please let me know. :)</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Also, please be praying for me in this season of transition. I feel so blessed my current job and it breaks my heart to have to leave them. They have been such an amazing addition to my life and I count it all joy to have worked here. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>Transitioning to my randomness.....</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> Ryan and I bought new furniture over the weekend. Here is a sneak peak.....</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LE7629W0o4U/T0Qesdn_MpI/AAAAAAAAAcc/WPkHwnw3EA4/s1600/end+table.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LE7629W0o4U/T0Qesdn_MpI/AAAAAAAAAcc/WPkHwnw3EA4/s320/end+table.jpg" width="238" /></span></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">We got 2 end tables that look like this</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e59fmr99O9Q/T0QfP5nQCTI/AAAAAAAAAck/VQg3cSyJu9Y/s1600/photo+(2).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e59fmr99O9Q/T0QfP5nQCTI/AAAAAAAAAck/VQg3cSyJu9Y/s320/photo+(2).JPG" width="239" /></span></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Plus this couch (not the pillows), an oversized chair and this coffee table</span></td></tr>
</tbody></table><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Isn't she pretty!?!? </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I am so so so excited about our new furniture! It means that moving into our place is that much closer. Praise the Lord! </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>Tonight we are going to buy our TV</b>, which is <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">O SO EXCITING!</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"> I miss getting to watch shows that I want to watch without the boys taking over the screen to watch Storage Wars or Sawdogs, I mean, you may not be a Bachelor fan, but I am sure you have some show you like. :)</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">So, I will let you know what we get tonight! WOOHOO!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Do you have any suggestions of what color pillows I should do? I am having a hard time deciding on what color scheme to go with. HELP (please)! Thanks!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Love you people and hope you have a great Tuesday evening, can you believe it is already WEDNESDAY tomorrow?!?! YAY for hump day! </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>Much happiness.</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Britt</span></div>Brittany Fletcherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15617258896053738905noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3937341306522806487.post-37099890701417462172012-02-17T08:57:00.000-08:002012-02-17T08:57:27.087-08:00Day 2.<div style="text-align: center;"><b><u>Where would I like to be in 10 years?</u></b></div><div style="text-align: center;">10 years feels so far away. I will be 34 by that point, which seems so old to me. In fact, I just gasped thinking of that number. I don't really think that 34 is old, but I still feel like 16 year old me sometimes, and imaging 34 year old me seems crazy. Our life is so short, and I will be praising the Lord if He allows me to see my 30s. </div><div style="text-align: center;">So in 10 years here is where I would "like" to be:</div><div style="text-align: center;">-living in an actual home</div><div style="text-align: center;">-with my husband and 2 kids</div><div style="text-align: center;">-very involved in our church</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I thought and thought and thought about what I would like for our lives and I can't think of to much. I mean, as long are we are happy and healthy, what else could you want. I've been trying to more content with a simple lifestyle so I'm going to refrain from all the selfish things I could want. I think that if I write them down, then it will make me want them more. So, there you have it. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Simply put. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">I will go ahead and show you a few pictures of some homes I would love and adore. :)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-axqbidPPHKk/Tz58XK70UmI/AAAAAAAAAbk/01K1tru6XBo/s1600/house.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-axqbidPPHKk/Tz58XK70UmI/AAAAAAAAAbk/01K1tru6XBo/s320/house.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sUVq7fSCG90/Tz58X6VhL1I/AAAAAAAAAbs/vY1zv_S_RPk/s1600/house1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sUVq7fSCG90/Tz58X6VhL1I/AAAAAAAAAbs/vY1zv_S_RPk/s320/house1.jpg" width="250" /></a></div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pNdYEe5eTKk/Tz58a25EwXI/AAAAAAAAAb0/qslsrTx_TUs/s1600/house3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pNdYEe5eTKk/Tz58a25EwXI/AAAAAAAAAb0/qslsrTx_TUs/s320/house3.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZKr6hgAzVjk/Tz58bWFGgsI/AAAAAAAAAb8/MS-e2ZYgcOc/s1600/house4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="170" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZKr6hgAzVjk/Tz58bWFGgsI/AAAAAAAAAb8/MS-e2ZYgcOc/s320/house4.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zZcQ48hW2mc/Tz58b200QYI/AAAAAAAAAcE/_p9ScQpCtls/s1600/house5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zZcQ48hW2mc/Tz58b200QYI/AAAAAAAAAcE/_p9ScQpCtls/s320/house5.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xh7Sk0cp4Bc/Tz58cn_9EOI/AAAAAAAAAcM/axpfpplSuGA/s1600/house6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xh7Sk0cp4Bc/Tz58cn_9EOI/AAAAAAAAAcM/axpfpplSuGA/s320/house6.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kodFSRPooRM/Tz58dMV2zmI/AAAAAAAAAcU/3xi8WF5WhCQ/s1600/house2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kodFSRPooRM/Tz58dMV2zmI/AAAAAAAAAcU/3xi8WF5WhCQ/s320/house2.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">I day dream about having a house that is out in the country one day. (Country meaning, 15 minutes outside of town where your neighbor is a full acre or two away.)</div><div style="text-align: center;">I know that these houses are a little outside the simple box, I just couldn't help myself.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Hope you lovely people have an awesome weekend! I am super pumped about being able to sleep in tomorrow morning, and then my mother in law and I are going shopping together. Its so nice to have a mom here, since my mom is so far away. I still get to chat with my mom daily, which is such a blessing. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Enjoy yourself this weekend. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Much love people. </b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Britt</b></div>Brittany Fletcherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15617258896053738905noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3937341306522806487.post-29478377341052617042012-02-16T08:31:00.000-08:002012-02-16T08:32:17.620-08:0030 Day Challenge. Here We Go.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I am slightly addicted to Pinterest at the moment. I mean, who isn't? It's so neat to me how that little website took off so quickly and how much its grown. I absolutely adore everything about the site and any time I need any kind of inspiration, it is my go to. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Well, I have been a lot more committed to writing on my blog. I really enjoy having a creative outlet where I can speak my mind and just talk. So, I was pinning away this morning and found this challenge and thought I would give it a try, just to have something to actually bring the the blogging table every day. So, I will start this today. Here we go. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b>Day one: Your Current Relationship</b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><br />
</b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">If you missed out on my awesomely long post about our love story on Valentines Day, you can read about it <a href="http://brittanyburchfield.blogspot.com/2012_02_14_archive.html#3338748294843943929">here</a>.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I know its super duper long, but I couldn't break it up into 2 parts. I just started writing and got really caught up in the emotions of it. I think its such a beautiful story. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">On with it.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I was single for the first 20 years of my life. Upon meeting my husband, I had never been kissed, courted, dated, pursued, nada. I used to think that maybe I wasn't pretty enough, or popular enough, or to fat. Looking back on it, I think I was just being guarded by the Lord. He totally protected me from being broken hearted in high school, and for that I am thankful. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Ryan and I met, dated, broke up, dated, got engaged, and got married all within 3 years. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Being in a dating relationship was much different to me than being married is. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Ryan and I lived at least an hour from each other for most of our relationship, so we only saw each other once a week, which was super hard. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">A few weeks before we got married, we had to make a hard decision about our future living arrangements, and decided to forgo our apartment to save money since Ryan didn't have a job yet. So, we moved in with His parents. We are currently still living there, and its not bad, but its definitely time to move out. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Being the newlyweds that we are, we like to do things a little different than say would be appropriate with the parentals right next door. (I will leave you to imagine whatever you are imaging. HA!)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We have been married now for 2 months and 6 days. It has been a very interesting/crazy/awesome/exciting time for us. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Going from seeing each other once a week to seeing each other every day has been quite the adjustment. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Going from living on your own for the past 6 years to living with parents again, is a very different thing for me to experience. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Sharing money is hard. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Talking out things is even harder. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Not over sharing all your feelings is a good thing. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Learning to communicate better is great. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Being patient is a must. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">All in all, we are very much in love, but people weren't kidding when they told us that this would be hard. Durn are they right!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I'm so thankful for girlfriends to talk about the silly stuff with and the Godly marriages in our life that we can look to for wisdom and direction. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">So, that's the state of my current relationship. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Please pray for us as we begin our moving process. We will be moving into an apartment at the end of April, beginning of May. Thanks for the continued support from the people that love us. We love you too. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Happy Thursday!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Praise the Lord this week has FLOWN!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Tomorrow is Friday! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b>Yippee</b>!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b>love you people.</b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b>Britt</b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div>Brittany Fletcherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15617258896053738905noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3937341306522806487.post-12842980205973281182012-02-15T12:42:00.000-08:002012-02-15T12:42:01.902-08:00Whatever I want.I've been doing quite a bit of pondering lately, just thinking about how much and what to share on this little blog of mine. I decided that since it is <b>my</b> blog, I can do or say whatever the heck I want. So, with that being said, today is a list day. No particular kind of list, but a list. Here you go.<br />
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</div><div>1. Mr. and I have been watching The Bachelor together this season, which is such a great thing for me. I am in agreement with apparently the rest of America in saying that Ben is CRAZY for keeping Courtney around as long as He has. (I do read spoilers) She is exactly what Kacie B. called her last week and I look at Ryan every week in shock that a man could be so stupid. I mean, Ben, all the girls are telling you how phsyco she is and you have your doubts too, but you still KEEP HER!?!?! What about Emily? Shes so AWESOME, and you just let her go? Well, you deserve Courtney. </div><div><br />
</div><div>2. I hate driving to and from work every day. I'm trying to have a better attitude about this daily, and its working on the outside, but on the inside I want to break down in tears as I sit in an hour to two hours EACH WAY. I'm praying that the Lord would provide me with a job that is closer to home, although I love my current job. Its going to be hard to leave, but I know that we are not going to be able to continue to make this drive if I am going to keep my sanity. </div><div><br />
</div><div>3. Weight Watchers is great. I feel like I'm under contract to say this, I insist to you that I am not, I just feel like I am. Everyone told me how much I would love it, and how much it would change my life. I've been in for 2 weeks, lost a little, which is great, but when you are married and living with your in-laws, it's not as easy as people make it seem. I hate counting out points. HATE IT. I feel embarrassed and silly. But, I'm sticking with it. Just needed to vent. Thanks. </div><div><br />
</div><div>4. I LOVE WARM WEATHER! I could shout it from the roof tops. Sunny, humidity filled days are awesome to me. I love being to walk around in a sun dress with my hair in a pony tail. Yep, you heard right, the hairdresser loves a good pony tail. :)</div><div><br />
</div><div>5. I can't stop day dreaming about owning my own studio. I want to make and sell all sorts of things. I want to do flower arrangements, crafts, gift baskets, all sorts of things. Eventually I want to make baby/kids clothes and potentially women's clothes. I just love using my creative side. It makes me so happy and totally fills my cup. Here is what I would love my space to look like.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-igkXvTv64bk/TzwXTo57TSI/AAAAAAAAAbE/E0dRvhv9o5k/s1600/craft+room.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-igkXvTv64bk/TzwXTo57TSI/AAAAAAAAAbE/E0dRvhv9o5k/s320/craft+room.jpg" width="256" /></a></div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0rsoek5S1Tw/TzwXVE6XiqI/AAAAAAAAAbM/AVag13WMmx8/s1600/cr2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0rsoek5S1Tw/TzwXVE6XiqI/AAAAAAAAAbM/AVag13WMmx8/s1600/cr2.jpg" /></a></div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f9u8rn60_C4/TzwXWl79mzI/AAAAAAAAAbU/uItpTl-TBYo/s1600/cr3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f9u8rn60_C4/TzwXWl79mzI/AAAAAAAAAbU/uItpTl-TBYo/s1600/cr3.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Aren't these spaces fabulous? I can totally imagine the above pictured as my studio, with my office space upstairs and all wedding dresses down stairs. How stinkin cool would that be? I have always dreamed of doing wedding planning full time and selling wedding dresses out of my shop. I just think it would be so cool to work with all my girl friends and have fun. Sigh...One day. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Alright, enough of me. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Do you have any dreams?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Please share. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Ill be honest with you, it's not a whole lot of fun to write to nobody, so please feel free to leave a comment. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><br />
</b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b>.love.</b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b>Britt</b></div>Brittany Fletcherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15617258896053738905noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3937341306522806487.post-33387482948439439292012-02-14T09:59:00.000-08:002012-02-14T09:59:09.732-08:00The Story of Us.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">To get started, there is a little backround you need to know behind this story. I grew up in Daphne, Alabama and moved to Texas in May 2007 to work at Camp Tejas for the summer. I wound up falling in love with camp ministry and so decided to stay and intern for the year. Best year of my life. In Summer of 2008, Ryan joined the summer staff. I had never had a boyfriend before. I had never been kissed. I prayed for Ryan for about 4 months before I met him. I just had a feeling. Okay, here we go. </div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Ryan came onto summer staff in May 2008. My best friend Meredith had just driven in from San Antonio for our last weekend off before summer started. As soon as we drove in, the first people we met were Ryan and a few of his friends from back home in Pasadena. As soon as I saw him, I looked at Mer and told her I thought he as so cute! Then we introduced ourselves, I realized he was RYAN FLETCHER, the RYAN I had been thinking about for 4 months, and I loved his name. I pretty much made a fool out of myself right there by being overly loud and excited, but oh well. </div><div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This is that boy that I met:</div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Edx_UyL3tcQ/Tzp9aTZuL0I/AAAAAAAAAZk/bysNTaN_ls8/s1600/fell+in+love.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Edx_UyL3tcQ/Tzp9aTZuL0I/AAAAAAAAAZk/bysNTaN_ls8/s320/fell+in+love.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Isn't he so HOT? haha</td></tr>
</tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">And, this is the girl He met. I know, go ahead and say it, I should be a model, I know. </div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c8_6EenUFW8/Tzp9sNetwCI/AAAAAAAAAa0/3kEQjSCAjrE/s1600/who+he+fell+in+love.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c8_6EenUFW8/Tzp9sNetwCI/AAAAAAAAAa0/3kEQjSCAjrE/s320/who+he+fell+in+love.jpg" width="176" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I thought it would be awesome to model some cool clothes we found at a clothes closet we were working at. </td></tr>
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"> The first 2 weeks of summer camp are training weeks, and after the training weeks we had a day off. I should go ahead and let you know that the camp we were working at is a Christian camp. One of the many rules that we were asked to follow as summer staff was a no dating policy. Basically, there should be no one on one girl/guy hang time, no off campus dates, no phone conversations, etc. The point in being at camp is to strengthen your walk with the Lord and serve others. Not to date. After 2 weeks of training, I knew already I liked Ryan. He was such an amazing man, the way he served, the way he made me people laugh, his intensity, I mean, the man was amazing. </div><div style="text-align: center;">So, our day off came and a bunch of us planned a trip to the river to go tubing. The girls all piled into one car and the guys piled into the other. The whole way there to the river all I could think about was that I was about to spend the next 8 hours floating down the river with my best friends and the guy I like. I was basically on cloud 9. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Once we got on the river, Ryan had forgotten his sunglasses and so I let him wear my Costas while I would wear a pair of my giant sunglasses. As soon as we got in the water, he lost my Costas. Those are like $200 sunglasses. You know what? I was kind of sad that they were gone, but because Ryan was the one to lose them, I didn't even care. haha! </div><div style="text-align: center;">As we floated down the river, we all got to laugh and chill and just enjoy each others company. It was such an awesome day. We all got to one part in the river where there was a shoot and we all kind of got seperated, except for Ryan and I. We hooked on to eachothers tubes and floated together for about 20 mintues and got lsot in conversation. I will never forget that first real deep conversation with him. </div><div style="text-align: center;">After tubing all day, we all went to Olive Garden and then headed home to the camp. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Then the summer officially started. </div><div style="text-align: center;">The night after we went tubing I got an email from Ryan. It was about 2 pages long and changed my life. </div><div style="text-align: center;">He poured encouragement into me like no one had ever done for me before. He challenged me to be the woman that Christ called to be. It was such an amazing thing to be friends with a man who valued me, who didn't take advantage of me, who didn't walk all over me, who was thankful to be friends with me as well. After I read that frist letter my heart was forever changed. I knew right then and there that Ryan Fletcher would be in my life forever. </div><div style="text-align: center;">The summer went by with a letter every day from him. I resonded and he would write back. We would almost NEVER talk in public though. Our bosses knew what was going on, they were some of my closest friends. All summer we tried our hardest to follow rules. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Toward the end of July, Ryan left the camp to go to Germany for 2 weeks. It would be the first time all summer that we wouldnt talk at all. When he left, I acutally cried. Alone, of course. I was so sad to see him go. I felt like He was my best friend. </div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uMRNhIq2WVQ/Tzp9n6XVejI/AAAAAAAAAac/UL_QVL6BpKs/s1600/secret.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uMRNhIq2WVQ/Tzp9n6XVejI/AAAAAAAAAac/UL_QVL6BpKs/s320/secret.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is the only picture I have of us from the summer. :(</td></tr>
</tbody></table><div style="text-align: center;">2 weeks later, he was back. I didnt get a letter or a hello or anything for the first few days he was back. I thought while he was gone all his feelings had changed. Then, my accountability partner, who was his team leader, reminded me of the camp policies and told me not to worry, that Ryan was just trying to be safe. Then, I started to get letters again. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Summer ended. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Ryan didn't ask for my number. </div><div style="text-align: center;">We said goodbye. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I was so sad. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I thought it was real, and then he didn't even ask for my number. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I got home to my grandparents in Brenham. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I was home for about 3 hours and then I got a phone call. </div><div style="text-align: center;">It was Ryan. </div><div style="text-align: center;">He got my number off the camp directory list. </div><div style="text-align: center;">He asked me to come to College Station for dinner with everyone. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I couldn't.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I was flying out to Alabama the next morning and needed to pack. </div><div style="text-align: center;">That was it. </div><div style="text-align: center;">The next week was spent with me in Bama with my family and friends and him here. We talked on the the phone every night for at least 2 hours. It was such a great time of getting to know each other more. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I got home the next week and moved to College Station on a Monday. </div><div style="text-align: center;">On Tuesday I got a phone call from R to see if I would like to grab coffee. </div><div style="text-align: center;">We went to Sweet Eugene's and had coffee and talked for 3 hours! Then, we headed to Breakaway.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Ryan held my hand for the first time. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Pitter Patter. </div><div style="text-align: center;">A week later Ryan came over for breakfast, asked me on our first official "big date".</div><div style="text-align: center;">He was supposed to pick me up at 4pm. Ryan used to ALWAYS be late. He didn't get there until 5:30. So, an hour and a half late, he shows up. I'm a little flustered. I open the door to the most handsome man I had ever seen, holding a dozen white roses. He took my breath away. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I put them in a vase and we rushed off. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I had NO CLUE where we were going. </div><div style="text-align: center;">It was sunset. </div><div style="text-align: center;">We drove and drove and drove. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Frank Sinatra was our soundtrack. </div><div style="text-align: center;">We wound up in Austin on 6th street at a little restaurant called "Z-Tejas".</div><div style="text-align: center;">Perfection. </div><div style="text-align: center;">After dinner, we went to Zilker Park and Ryan turned up some Frank and we danced under the stars in the park. It was so super romantic. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Then as we are dancing Ryan whispers in my ear that he is falling in love with me. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I say I love you back. </div><div style="text-align: center;">We kiss for the first time. </div><div style="text-align: center;">My first one ever. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Perfection.</div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RjUFHJyEwbE/Tzp9OU2jl5I/AAAAAAAAAY8/8C7OBgboiNQ/s1600/College+Station.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RjUFHJyEwbE/Tzp9OU2jl5I/AAAAAAAAAY8/8C7OBgboiNQ/s320/College+Station.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">College Station, a little obsessed with my Mac at that point. </td></tr>
</tbody></table><div style="text-align: center;"> After that date, I was pretty much done for. I loved harder than I could of imagined and felt like Ryan was a gift straight from God. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Ryan took me to meet his parents the next weekend. </div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BXQ1mZCpWY8/Tzp9dHLw_XI/AAAAAAAAAZs/7iC2wBoV72w/s1600/first+date.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BXQ1mZCpWY8/Tzp9dHLw_XI/AAAAAAAAAZs/7iC2wBoV72w/s320/first+date.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I feel like we look like babies. </td></tr>
</tbody></table><div style="text-align: center;"> Then I got invited to his sisters wedding. </div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ObvZZCCObeI/Tzp9P0f5khI/AAAAAAAAAZE/xYoOK2eFrgg/s1600/Christy+wedding.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ObvZZCCObeI/Tzp9P0f5khI/AAAAAAAAAZE/xYoOK2eFrgg/s320/Christy+wedding.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is one of my favorite pictures ever of us. . </td></tr>
</tbody></table><div style="text-align: center;">The next few months were very interesting. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I moved away from College Station, I hated it. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I got an internship at a mega church in Houston and moved here in November 2008. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Ryan and I were finally in the same city. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Ryan joined the same internship I did in January. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8cgYJMKUYH0/Tzp9pAbZJXI/AAAAAAAAAak/fmLB9gfHzqo/s1600/turkey+day.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8cgYJMKUYH0/Tzp9pAbZJXI/AAAAAAAAAak/fmLB9gfHzqo/s320/turkey+day.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">He moved into the same complex I lived in. </div><div style="text-align: center;">We saw each other every single day.</div><div style="text-align: center;">I thought it would be great. He thought it would be great. </div><div style="text-align: center;">It wasn't. </div><div style="text-align: center;">We had moved way to fast. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Things started to scare me. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I started to care more about what other people thought about us. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I cared less about what I was feeling. </div><div style="text-align: center;">So, I broke it off in May 2009. </div><div style="text-align: center;">It was one of the hardest things I had ever done. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I didn't do it right either. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I played with Ryan's heart. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Back and forth.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Back and forth. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Bless his heart. </div><div style="text-align: center;">He was persistent. </div><div style="text-align: center;">He would still pursue me and love me through the entire year we were broken up. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I went through some rebellion. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I didn't date any one else. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I just went through a very different season of growth. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I graduated from Cosmetology School. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I went back to work at Camp Tejas for the summer of 2010.</div><div style="text-align: center;">So did Ryan. </div><div style="text-align: center;">We weren't exactly speaking any more. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I hurt him pretty bad and he was healing and so he really didn't want to be my friend. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Then, one day he came up to me at camp and told me he liked another girl, was thinking of pursuing her and wanted me to know before I found out from someone else. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Lets just say, I didn't like that to much. </div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is the day after he told me he liked another girl. ;)</td></tr>
</tbody></table><div style="text-align: center;">I thought and prayed and talked to some of my mentors for a while and Ryan and I realized that we were still very much in love. </div><div style="text-align: center;">3 weeks later, summer ended. </div><div style="text-align: center;">We skipped the last day party and headed to Houston to see and Astros game. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Playing in one of the museams. </td></tr>
</tbody></table><div style="text-align: center;">We were back. I was really nervous to let any one know that we had gotten back together, but this time it felt so different. We had both grown up so much. We knew what we wanted. So, I let those who needed to know, know. He, the same. We chose to live our lives with our intent on Christ and no one else. I'm not saying we perfected it, and we messed up a lot. It was/is hard to be in a relationship. But, the 9 months after that first date were perfect. I fell more in love with Ryan and was constantly reminded of the gift Christ had given me. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">May 23, 2011</div><div style="text-align: center;">Ryan proposed. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"> The next few months were filled with lots of pre-marital counseling, wedding date changes, dress shopping, me changing my mind on the vision of our wedding 100 times, bridal showers, brunches, my best friend back home getting engaged and married in 8 weeks, going home 2 weeks before our wedding for her wedding, gaining weight, losing weight, hating my old job, getting a new job, moving out of my apartment, moving in with my in-laws, Ryan going through the fire academy only to be released for medical reasons a week before graduation, being jobless, having no clue what we were doing and getting married. </div><div style="text-align: center;">All that stress, all that work, all that love, was all worth it.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Every single minute. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Every single check I had to write. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Every 2nd, 3rd, 4th job I had to work. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Every long week of not seeing Ryan. </div><div style="text-align: center;">It was all worth it. </div><div style="text-align: center;">On December 10, 2011, I married the greatest man I could ever hand pick for myself. Jesus picked Him for me. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sfT3qTQcKLQ/Tzp9qvi5DDI/AAAAAAAAAas/zo88L2VXph8/s1600/wedding+day.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sfT3qTQcKLQ/Tzp9qvi5DDI/AAAAAAAAAas/zo88L2VXph8/s320/wedding+day.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The feelings then and now are so overwhelming as I think about God's grace on us. How he redeemed us. He brought us out of darkness into light. </div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"> All praise, honor and glory to our Father, Jesus Christ for our lives and our marriage. </div><br />
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</div>Brittany Fletcherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15617258896053738905noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3937341306522806487.post-52593064076987096982012-02-08T15:18:00.000-08:002012-02-08T15:18:53.500-08:00When you have nothing to do...or nothing to write about.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">You Pin. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">And then you daydream about making your pins a reality. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">And then you tell your husband about all the amazing projects <strike>he</strike> you are going to do. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">And he laughs. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">And says, </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">"I'll get right on that, sweetheart."</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">And then I swoon. :)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We are moving into our apartment at the end of April and I can't contain the excitement that wells up inside of me when I think about decorating. Do you have any tips on decorating in a small space? I really want a white slip covered couch and 2 chairs on the sides. Wouldn't that be a lovely seating area? Ryan <b>IS </b>going to make me my tufted ottoman. We already have to table, we just need the other materials. No biggie, right? I'm madly in love with the above pottery barn living room. Its so soothing and warm. I lurve it, and I don't lurve much. :)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I'm going to attempt at making that barn like doors. I seriously think I know how to get 'er done. I'll keep you posted on that asap. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Any ideas?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I'm thinking about doing a Q&A. Okay, I thought about it, all for 5 minutes, do you wanna ask me some questions? Pretty please, I'm getting kind of lonely here people. Talk to me, oooooooo ooooooooooo, talk to me. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I was singing. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Do you know what song that is?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Okay, enough random for one day. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Tonight I am baby sitting some little munchkins like I do every Wednesday. I love these kids so much!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Happy Wednesday to you! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Enjoy this hump day and do something fun! I'm thinking about making Thursdays a special date night. Like, Mexican food and Margaritas. Doesn't every one deserve a night like that?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Alright. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Love you peeps. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Don't be a stranger. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Britt</div>Brittany Fletcherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15617258896053738905noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3937341306522806487.post-88515703122932883712012-02-07T09:51:00.000-08:002012-02-07T09:51:08.556-08:00Nothing to sayI have been in such a writing funk lately, I feel like I just haven't had anything interesting to say.<br />
<div>So, I am doing a post of randoms today. Here ya go:</div><div><br />
</div><div><b>1. The dresser project did not happen as we said it would</b>. The Mr. and I could not decided on what color to do. I really want to be able to accent with pillows and stuff, and so I'm afraid to do any color that will be to loud. I need a neutral that will go with our bedding as well, any suggestions?</div><div><br />
</div><div><b>2. I started Weight Watchers. </b>Its going pretty well. Its a little difficult to figure out the points value in a homemade meal that I didn't make. Do you know how to do this? </div><div><br />
</div><div><b>3. I miss my wedding rings. </b>Did you know that when you go to get your rings sized and re-dipped in white gold that they have to send it away for <b><u>2 WEEKS</u></b>!?!?!?!?! I miss my rings so much! I haven't taken those babies off since that day(s) I got them. I sleep and shower in them and NEVER take them off. Seriously. So, I am counting down the days until February 21st to get them back. </div><div><br />
</div><div><b>4. I'm putting together a pretty awesome Valentines gift for my huney. :)</b> I have gone back and forth for several weeks on what to do for him, and I think I may have found exactly what I want to do for him. YAY!</div><div><br />
</div><div><b>5. I'm longing for friends. </b>Ryan and I have gone to a mega church in Houston for about 3 years. Now that we are in Pasadena, a good 30-45 minutes away from our mega church, we decided we would start trying out churches closer to home so that we could be more involved. This journey is a hard one. I miss the new friendships we were beginning to develop at First and am longing to go back. Ryan wants to be at a smaller church that is closer to home so that we will actually be able to be involved, but we aren't really finding what we want. We just really want to be around other couples who are around our age so that we can grow and learn and be in community with them. Its so tiring and frustrating. Please pray for us. </div><div><br />
</div><div><b>6. Spring is a comin. </b>I can not wait for spring/summer. I am not one for cold weather and I can not wait to put on my sandals and shorts all the time. Praise the Lord for winter being mostly 70 degree days. :)</div><div><br />
</div><div><b>7. Today I miss being a florist. </b>I really miss using the creative side of my brain all the time. It was such rewarding thing to be able to do whatever I pleased design wise in my job. I truly loved the times I could spend on flower arrangements and gift baskets. I day dream consistently about opening my own shop. How much fun would it be to open a studio where I could create everything I've dreamed up for people!?!? Oh, the day. </div><div><br />
</div><div><b>8. I love my husband more today than ever. </b>Life is short and we take it for granted. I am a nag. Not all the time, but enough to get on my nerves so I know it gets on his. But guess what? He is so wonderful to not hold it against me. That man loves me and I know it. I am so grateful for him. </div><div><br />
</div><div><b>9. Michale Kors. </b>I'm currently obsessed with most things MK. He is a genius.</div><div><br />
</div><div><b>10. THESE DARN BREAKOUTS ON MY FACE ARE KILLING ME!!! </b>(Side note: Before I got on birth control, I never had breakouts except for 2 days during my monthly cycle.) I have been on 2 different kinds of BC in the past 9 months. The <u>ENTIRE</u> time, I have had some MAJOR breakouts on my chin. They hurt and I look crazy. I started using a different cleansing system on my face, every morning and night, like a good girl, and still, I look like a 12 year old girl going through the change for the first time. It blows. </div><div><br />
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</div><div>That's it. My randomness for the day. </div><div>Maybe tomorrow I will have something more productive to say. </div><div><br />
</div><div>Thanks for being here. Seriously, you are loved. </div><div><br />
</div><div><b><3</b></div><div><b>Britt</b></div>Brittany Fletcherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15617258896053738905noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3937341306522806487.post-84740638032575146712012-02-02T15:23:00.000-08:002012-02-02T15:23:38.368-08:00I did it and I feel good!Today, I joined Weight Watchers!<br />
<div>I am super EXCITED/NERVOUS!</div><div>I can't wait to attend my first meeting, I can't wait to drop my first 5 pounds. </div><div>I am so glad that I finally am to my breaking point. </div><div>I deserve a better life than this, my husband deserves a better life than this. </div><div>So, I officially weigh in on Monday. </div><div>I will keep you all posted. </div><div>Im dying for the accountability. My husband is great and all but his whole frame is 145lbs and he has 2% body fat and he eats ICE CREAM all the time! </div><div>So, I need a different kind of accountability!</div><div>YAY! </div><div>Sorry I have been MIA this week! We have been SUPER BUSY at work this week!</div><div>Love!</div><div>B</div>Brittany Fletcherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15617258896053738905noreply@blogger.com4