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Ryan and I are going on a mini vacation to Alabama next weekend. We are leaving early Thursday and coming home later Monday evening.
I am beyond ready. So excited. Need to leave. NOW.
Work is the only thing stopping us from leaving yesterday.
So, heres to the countdown.
7 days.
:)
Much love.
B

Dream. Dream. Dream.

I have so many dreams.
This is one of the qualities my mom has passed on to me.
I live in this happy place where I am a dreamer.
I wish that reality didn't stall my dreams so often.
So, today I thought I would share a dream with you.

I wish that I could own my own business with my sister.
We would do crafty things and flowers and weddings. We would enjoy life together, in our creative thoughts.
I so wish I didn't have to have a big girl job and could turn this dream into a reality.
I really want to do crafts all day.
I want a craft room and then I want everyone to love everything.
And BUY it.
haha.
I told you I was a dreamer.

But really, the Lord knows the desires of my heart, right?


Another laugh.

"For I know the plans that I have for you, declares the Lord, plans for welfare and not for calamity, to give you a future and a hope."
                                                       -Jeremiah 29:11

I love my Jesus and the heart He has given me.
Much love people.
B

Only 3 days in.

This is going to be short and sweet.

Yesterday was great. I ate great, even though I was tired and have a lot on my mind. I went another whole day without a soda. :) I felt great.

Today, not so much.
I woke up cranky.
All I wanted was an easy day.
A diet coke began to burn in my throat. Thats all I wanted.
So, I had one.
No big deal, right?
WRONG!
For me, this is a big deal. Once I fall off the horse, I fall all the way off, no hanging off, I fall.
I was so depressed about my decision that I just went ahead and gave the finger to my "change of living" for the day.
I ate freaking McDonald's for dinner and had ice cream tonight.
What the poop?
Bad decision after bad decision.

Then I talked to my man. I told him how I had screwed up and you know what he did? He held me accountable. Jerk.
Isn't this what all of us ask the people we love to do for us?
"PLEASE hold me accountable to this, I really need your encouragement and love but sternness through this this process. Please be here for me."
And there He is, there for me.
THERE. RIGHT THERE.
Ask me what I did?
I got mad. Defensive. Sad. Depressed.
Im so silly.

Its one day.
I have to stay focused.
I cant get defeated.

                                  "All discipline for the moment seems not to be joyful, but sorrowful,
                               but for those who are trained by it yield the peaceful fruit of righteousness."
                                                                                         -Hebrews 12:11

Focus.
Discipline.
Self-Control.

I can do this. I will not be defeated because I messed up today, or when I mess up later. Im imperfect.
I can only do this with the Lord.
Tomorrow is a new day.

Praise the Lord.
Britt

Transparency.

For about all my life I have struggled about self image. You look at these stupid tabloids, internet and television and all the "pretty" girls get all the guys, the best jobs and everything they want, [so we think]. But then there's the slightly over weight girls who never get asked to a dance in high school, or cant fit into the cute clothes at the store. It is beyond frustrating. 

I've never struggled with if I was pretty or not. I know Im not an ugly girl. Christ made me, crafted me with His beautiful hands and I am what I am. 

But what Im not is in shape. 

I want to run and not get winded so fast. 

I want to go rock climbing with my man. 

I want to go to the beach and wear a cute bathing suit and feel good when I take my clothes off. 

I want to go wedding dress shopping and not be freaked out that they probably wont have dresses in my size to even try on. 

Im ready. 

Im tired of being tired. 

Im tired of the excuses. 

Im tired of saying Im going to do something and then hide when I fail. 

So, Im going to be transparent. 

Im going to try to be accountable to my blog. 

Im going to record my food, my exercise, my success and my failures. 

The number are a scary thing. 

Its 9:40pm and Im going to weigh myself. [I know you aren't supposed to weigh yourself at night, but I dont care, I want every number to change. Morning, noon or night.]

Please pray for me, for my success, and my growth. 

Here we go. EEEKKKKKKKK. :/

Starting weight: 191 lbs

Goal weight: 140 lbs

Total weight loss: 51 lbs

Food Journal for March 23, 2011

Breakfast: oatmeal cream pie. ( I know, weird, but it is all I could find)

                 grapes (about 15)

Lunch: 6 inch Turkey sandwich on wheat bread from Subway

             light mayo, mustard, american cheese, lettuce, tomatoes, cucumber, salt/pepper, oil/vinegar

            -pop chips

Snack: Fun size kit kat

            tortillia

Dinner: 1/2 tilapia with crab meat

             1/2 cup of brocolli

Dessert: 3 tbs of vanilla ice cream

Work out: Ran/Jog/Walked for 30 minutes. 

SUCCESS for the DAY: I did not have one soda today. I did have a red bull this morning, but green tea and water were my friend today. I am so proud of myself. 

Alright. Now your turn. 

Have any of you struggled with the same thing I do? Do you have any tips? Any sort of encouragement would be extremely welcomed. :)

Thanks for "listening".

Much love people. 

B

Symptoms

For the past 4 months I have been in a constant cloud with my allergies. Every single morning and night I have a runny nose and a sneeze fest. Seriously its lame. I took zyrtec for a while but I think my body is immune to it. Do any of you have any suggestion as to what to take?
Thanks friends.

Much love,
B

Saturdays

Every single Saturday morning, I wake up, and all I want to do is put on my comfy nike shorts, tshirt and chacos and head to Target and walk around for an hour. Isn't that crazy? Thats all I want to do to start my day. I know that I have a long day ahead of me at work, but Target needed me this morning. So, a new makeup brush and mascara later and Im home. Heres to another day of selling flowers on this Valentines weekend. WOOHOO.

Much love people,
Britt

Dear St. Valentine,

Thank you for this beautiful holiday that I used to call "National Singles Awareness Day" and that is now "Happy 'Im in love' Day". Im thanking you now 3 days before this wonderful holiday because Im a florist and this is our biggest day and Im sure I wont like you very much on Monday. Thank you for thinking that you had something to do with the fact that I have a sweet man in my life, who I love dearly, its a good thought. Just so you know though, it was all Jesus. So, with all that said, Happy Friday.

Much love peoples,
Britt