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My Burger King

Dairy Queen opened in a nearby town a couple of weeks ago.

Which is big news. If you live in Oklahoma, your ice cream life is pretty much dictated by Braums, which is headquartered just outside the metro.

Naturally, we agreed to go there soon after it opened because, well, it’s Dairy Queen.

I’m not one of those “opening day” kind of girls.

You’ll never see me standing outside an Apple Store waiting for the new iPhone.

You’ll never find me camped outside a mall or Best Buy Thanksgiving night for Black Friday sales.

Heck, if it wasn’t for Will I’d never even see a movie on opening night! πŸ‘΅πŸ»

I’d much rather wait for the hype to die down.

Yet, the day DQ opened I found myself in the passenger seat next to Will in what felt like a mile-long caravan.

All for a Blizzard.

Or a Dilly Bar.

Or an Orange Julius.

Pick your poison.

Surprisingly, the line went fast. Before we knew it we were nearing the giant drive-thru menu, drooling over caloric atrocities just like the next guy.

I didn’t plan for a delicious splurge that day, but had just enough calories/macros left for a small fruit sundae.

Definitely a treat, but also no room for anything stupid either.

A friendly worker met us in the drive/through line to tell us about their grand opening special:

Buy an ice cream cake valued at $29.99 or greater and get a free DQ burger every week for a year.

Naturally, I’m thinking, um- no.

Not only do I NOT want a gigantic ice cream cake in the house all week, but more importantly, my sweet husband does not need more cholesterol in his life.

Will, on the other hand, is all, “That’s a great deal!”

He’s all about a great deal.

As he’s adding a year’s worth of dollars in his head, I’m adding a year’s worth of cholesterol, fat, and calories.

Seriously. We’re perfect for each other.

He can tell I’m annoyed.

He genuinely pretends to care.

In fact, I kind of think he does care when he tells me he won’t do it if I don’t think it’s a good idea.

Oh sure! Put this DQ deal on me!

So we go back and forth for a minute and get to the intercom to order.

As if there was any question in your mind, Will orders the Grand Opening Special- a $29.99 Reece’s ice cream cake.

That feeds 12-15.

For a household of two.

Real life.

As we roll up to pay for our giant cake, the DQ employee hands Will his very own “DQ VIP” card, outlining all the deets for his free weekly burger.

Guys, this is actually happening.

Will could tell I was miffed because of how crappily he eats all the time, let alone adding another free burger on top of everything else throughout the week.

As we arrived home and cut into the humongous cake I couldn’t help but laugh as I tried to explain my perspective, Carrie Heffernan style.

“Will you have a Dairy Queen V-I-P card.” I said slowly.

We both laughed.

I promised not to rib him too much if he promised to up his workouts a little.

Seemed like a good deal, and he’s (obviously) all about one of those. wink

That Time We Had a Snake in the House

Let’s talk about how we had a snake in the house last week.

Twice.

Real life.

Perhaps some of you gals aren’t phased by this statement.

I admire you.

For the rest of us- can we please scream, flail, and freak out for a second!?!

(Please excuse me as I scream, flail, and freak out)

Thanks.

Okay, so here’s the story.

We keep a baby gate in the hallway at night to keep the pups from wandering around and getting into trouble.

As I prepared to feed the dogs one morning last week, I noticed a brown strip halfway between one side of the gate and the other.

As I walked outside our bedroom, I realized it was a snake!

It wasn’t humongous, but it wasn’t tiny either.

Who am I kidding- who cares about the size, it was a snake!

Shockingly, I didn’t scream, flail or freak out.

Okay… I kind of freaked out, but not as much as you would think.

I calmly told Will, “Um, there’s a snake in the house.”

He went out into the hall, quickly grabbed our dyson DustBuster, and sucked it up.

For real.

Now, I suppose I should back up a minute and inform you that it’s common for Will me to use the DustBuster to contain critters I’m too afraid to touch.

I’ve sucked up many a spider in that bad boy.

Anyway, Will followed suit and did the same for the snake.

Let’s face it, I don’t think most people really want to handle a snake, so I didn’t blame the guy one bit.

However, I proceeded to tell him the snake HAD to be removed from the DustBuster because it would probably get out.

Will looked at me like I was a complete mindless blonde and proceeded to tell me I was wrong, it couldn’t get out.

I disagreed, but digressed. I simply said, “That thing better be gone by the time I get home,” trusting Will to get rid of it.

When we spoke at lunch, I asked about the snake.

Sure enough, he was still in the DustBuster and Will hadn’t killed properly disposed of him.

What is it with guys being intrigued by things like this!?

It’s like he was a little kid again and had a pet snake to watch through a clear plastic window.

I wasn’t humored by his interest.

I gently reminded Will (again) that the snake needed to be gone when I got home.

He got the message.

Or so I thought.

I got home that evening, and we went about our usual routine.

For some reason, I never brought up the snake.

Probably because I knew my husband would honor my request to rid us of the serpent that invaded our house.

Why would I need to confirm it was gone?

Nonetheless, around 9:00 that night I asked Will what he did with the snake.

“It’s still in there,” he said.

I’m not amused at this point.

My displeasure is visible.

Will knows his “pet” has to go.

Only...as he looks in clear container of the DustBuster, it’s nowhere to be found.

Real life.

He disassembles the device and still nothing.

At this point my shoes are on in the house (which is a broken rule for me), I have a flashlight in hand, and am debating whether to stand on a step stool.

I’ve pretty much convinced myself that the snake is quadrupling in size by the minute, laying eggs, and is about to hatch a dozen baby anacondas right in our laundry room.

Will can see I’m visibly vexed.

I’m not completely grouchy, but I certainly scolded him for not getting rid of it earlier.

So, we then begin tearing apart the house.

Which is fruitless.

The snake is nowhere to be found.

Although I didn’t need to, I reminded Will that he absolutely didn’t want me finding this snake. 

If we weren’t able to find it that night, and I happened upon it unexpectedly, it wasn’t going to be a good thing for Will.

After turning everything over, we couldn’t find it.

I did, however, find some money and Chapstick!

I decided to give up and trust Will wouldn’t let me down. I threw in the towel and called it a night.

Remarkably, I managed to fall asleep.

Will joined me an hour later, but didn’t sleep much.

I’m sure he kept picturing the horror of me finding the snake instead of him, which wouldn’t have been pretty.

He knew it.

I knew it.

We both knew it.

I said a prayer he’d be able to find it, and unbeknownst to me, Will did the same.

At about 12:30 that next morning, Will violently jumped out of bed. I heard the DustBuster for a split second.

“I got him!” Will exclaimed.

Praise the Lord! It was a little intense in our house that night!

Clad in boxers and all (er, or not much at all), Will immediately went outside and killed got rid of the snake.

I heard him creep to the other end of the house to throw the “little guy” away.

Deep exhale.

So yeah, basically the huge decrescendo to my rather exciting day!

As you can imagine, I’ve been extra paranoid and jumpy. I don’t anticipate Will trying to be funny and hiding a rubber snake in the house anytime soon!

Do you have any scary critter stories? Please feel free to share them below in solidarity. smile

Thursday Things, 18 June 15

Kids at heart
The whole family played with Layla last weekend, and it was a hoot.

Seriously. If you ever want to get serious, mild-mannered adults to act like complete idiots, just throw their favorite kid in the room.

All bets are off and manners are thrown out the window.

We played our fair share of Hungry Hungry Hippos. She lost interest after while and we moved onto something else. Only, turns out Will and my dad were totally trying to perfect the game. They were playing on their own, discussing strategy and best practices. Haha

I found it pretty cute.

Layla wasn’t as enamored as I was. You can check out her “lights out” response in the video below. Haha

Play dates get crazy round here.

I’m going nuts over the perfect summer salad I shared last week.

I had it for lunch last week and am having it again this week.

And probably next week.

It’s a thing.

Healthful.

A Meathead’s Dream

Saturday was a good day! I entered to win a $50 gift card to Bodybuilding.com as well as two $25 cards for some friends. I actually won!

I realize it’s just a $50 gift card, but it was such a fantastic surprise.  I really “needed” a couple things that are almost empty.

I planned on saving the card until 4th of July weekend. I figured there’d be tons of tempting sales I could snag.

Only, Monday they emailed a deal too good to pass up, so I had to strike while the iron was hot. They were having a one day sale with a few buy one get one free deals. Not only was I able to score two containers of a 30 serving pre-workout, but I also got two 30-serving containers of BCAAs!

Four products, and I only paid $10.94 with shipping.

As you can tell, I’m a little excited about my loot. Understandably. Who doesn’t want a $50 BB.com gift card?

Don’t answer that.

That moment you get to work in your sleeveless shirt and realize not only did you forget to shave your pits today, but you forgot yesterday too.

Risky business.

New herb babies!
We decided it was time to say goodbye to our herb garden and start fresh.

Aerogarden round 2!!!

They held on forever! Most places say you’ll get a good 4 months out of them, but we got 6. I was very pleased.

The basil did so well we decided to replant them, so hopefully they stay healthy.

I did a slightly different mix this time around- oregano, dill, cilantro, basil, lime basil, mint, and savory.

Some are already peeking out little green leaves!

Why I need to continue to avoid my Pinterest account
My sister almost killed me last weekend with homemade Andes mint brownies. She found the recipe on Pinterest, which further confirms why I DONT need to use my newly formed account. I’d have all the brownies pinned and baked by this Friday, eaten by Saturday, and I’d spend all day Sunday complaining and lamenting about my poor choices.

I’m avoiding Pinterest for humanity’s sake.

He provides

Can I please just end telling you how good and faithful God is to me when I don’t deserve it? He totally surprised us with a buyer paying full price for our extra OU season tickets. To be honest, I never thought we’d get a buyer so early, and I definitely didn’t think we’d get the full amount. Such a huge blessing.

Finally, today’s TBT is provided courtesy of Mitlenburg, Germany. 

My parents bought a painting of this place while we lived in Germany, so one day they decided we should go visit the place in the painting. And we did!

Brittny Flint-9 yrs old in Mitlenburg,Germany

That’s all today!

Thursday Things, 21 May 2015

The death of me.
I opened a Pinterest account last week.

I’d been fighting it for years, but at the (persistent) nudging of my sister, I opened an account.

I’m still fighting it (I only have a couple pins- sent by my sister), but I’m sure I’ll be a pinning pro before long.

(HELP!)

If you are a pinning pro, feel free to add me. I’m found at TheBloveLife.

Saturday’s Treat Meal

Will and I got Freddy’s to go Saturday night before the bad weather hit.

I ate their veggie burger sans “Freddy’s sauce” and thought it was delicious!

I got fries too.

I pretty sure I was stress eating (bad weather= burger & fries), nonetheless it was pretty darn good.

The “Dad Bod”

Let’s discuss the latest discussion to sweep the Internet-:

The Dad Bod

I know there are tons of opinions out there, and I have to know- what do you think?

This sermon on loving the Church

It kind of ties into what I was saying Friday. It’s number three- Unity

The Fog

I’ve mentioned it before, but I’ll say it again. I’m a huge perfume hoarder.

It’s a problem, really.

I don’t always like to use my “nice” (read: expensive) stuff for everyday at work. I’d rather save it for dates with Will.

We both needed new “everyday” type perfume/cologne, so I did some quick looking and turns out Walgreens is currently having a half price sale on their knockoff brands!

The idea of two for the price of one was too good to pass up, so we spent about 15 minutes in their fragrance aisle spraying and testing a variety of fragrances. Some good, some not so good.

We both completely fogged the joint and had headaches from all the various smell combining. Haha

We each bought two, and spent less than $25. Real life. I find mine smells just as good, but the staying power is weaker. Other than that, I consider the outing a success!

The itsy bitsy huge, numerous spiders

We’ve gotten about two feet of rain over the last 10 days.

Real life.

Apparently large quantities of rain flush spiders from their dwellings and often indoors for shelter.

That means they’re freaking EVERYWHERE.

Guys. I’m not kidding. In the span of five minutes last Sunday we found three in various locations.

The bad news is, we have about a million chances for rain this week.

The good news is, I’m having Will barricade us in with lots of bug spray.

The super long one
Today I started a five day vacation! Woo hoo! Memorial Day weekend fell on my usual Friday off, so I added Thursday to the mix and created a lovely recipe for relaxation!

The days quickly filled with various events and outings, but I’m thankful for the time off and hope to enjoy myself, and even clean out our closet.

Party Time, Excellent!

Guys. I had the weirdest dream ever a couple nights ago.

I was in a vehicle with a lady I barely know from work (seriously- hardly know this woman), and we were chatting it up like we had been longtime pals.

Will strolled up and stood outside the window and talked about how happy he was we were talking (I can’t remember what it was about).

Then.

Then

He started talking all crazy. Saying stuff like “Party time! Ex-cell-ent!” In a total Cali voice.

Not kidding.

As if that wasn’t bad enough, we kept talking and at some point in the conversation he says something weird and then says some odd word I’d never heard him say before and made a weird gesture.

What the heck!?

I remember being totally confused in the dream.

Thankfully, my alarm clock woke me so I didn’t have to endure the uncharacteristic oddities of my husband.

As I tried to dissect what just occurred, it hit me.

I was dreaming my husband was part of Wayne’s World and mimicking their words and actions.

(WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME AND WHAT DOES THIS MEAN!?)

Weirdest part about it?

Im pretty sure I only saw the movie once… Over twenty years ago.

Psychedelic dreams.

Should I get a pregnancy test?

In an instant
On Memorial Day 2008, Will and I flew into Oklahoma City to make our lives here after three years of life in Kuwait.

It feels just like yesterday, and sometimes it makes my heart a little sad.

That’s it for today, friends. Check in tomorrow. For now, I’m going to enjoy my day off! 

Thursday Things, 7 May 2015

Last weekend Will found a snake in our driveway.

It’s not the first time this has happened. However, it was the first time something other than a garter snake was in our yard!

Yikes!🐍
That was no garter snake. It bowed up to Will and wouldn’t back down.

Real life.

Because we always go in pairs.
I walked in on someone using the restroom last week.

I’m not sure who was more embarrassed/annoyed- me or her.

In my defense, the door was marked “green” for empty and was not “red” for occupied, so it was open season.

Still… It’s a little awkward having to see that person in the finance review meeting after our tango in the bathroom. 😐

In too deep

Remember the garage sale I mentioned a few weeks ago?

I was right. Totally right. We’re a complete mess.

I have a feeling weeks later we’re going to realize there’s tons of stuff we should have sold but didn’t because we were too busy scrambling to get everything else together in preparation for the event.

Do you know how much work garage sales are?

Of course you do.

Whatever happened to putting everything in the lawn? Now you have to rent tables and get permits and all sorts of other red tape.

Say a prayer we score some serious cold hard cash.

Or at least get rid of Will’s DVD collection.

Street Outlaws
Soooo, I pretty much have a “celebrity” citing (?) every week.

I say “celebrity” citing with a question mark, because I’m not entirely sure people on a network reality show count?

It does, right? It totally does. They’re on national TV and have had multiple seasons.

Why would I even question it. Who do I think I am!?

Anyway, the Street Outlaws and I workout at the same gym, and apparently have for years.

On my Fridays off, they’re always there. My mom and dad are big fans of the show and always text me when they have a citing.

I’d never really watched it until recently, so I had no idea who was who.

So yeah. Fun fact.

If you’re a fan of the show I could probably score you an autograph between their bench press sets.

Things I need to learn

How to sew.

I needed very minor repairs on three pairs of work pants. However, since I can pretty much only sew a button (real life), I figured I better leave stitching a small hole to the professionals.

Turns out I would have been better on my own.

It was supposed to just take a week.

I went two weeks ago and she needed more time because of the prom rush.

I went the week after, and she had forgotten about me… And couldn’t find my clothes!

Insert the part where I completely internally freaked out in my mind while faking calm and order.

She said they were probably at her house, and she would call to confirm.

She never called.

She was closed over the weekend and thankfully called earlier this week and said she had my clothes.

Turns out they were done three weeks ago but every time she looked for the three items she never found them...because there were two black items and they looked like only one.

Sheesh.

Anyway, crisis averted. Sanity (mostly) intact.

Kindred hearts
I don’t have time in today’s post to tell you my story about kindred spirits and the Anne Shirleys in my life (perhaps I’ll explain one day).

However, I am compelled to share how incredibly blessed I am to have a friend with such a beautiful heart of God, obedient and tender to the Holy Spirit. So much so, that she has this unique ability to text me throughout the week when I need it most. I’m so blessed by those rare friendships, and even more blessed by Jesus and the fact that He loves me enough to show it in such beautiful people who share and love His word. Not to mention the beautiful quiet moments I get alone with Him, too!

This week’s TBT comes courtesy of Mother’s Day.

Brittny Flint-2 years old & Mom

I’m not a mom, and am not sure if I ever will be, but there are lots of moms I love, including this one...mine!

That’s it for today, beauties. Any randomness you care to share?

Have a wonderful day!

Thursday Things 29 January 2015

Tools for Blondes
Sooo a few years ago I shared a post about my crazy and incessant need to check and make sure I unplugged my straightener about a million times each morning.

Real life.

My mom knows me.

She got me the WeMo switch for Christmas.

This puppy can shut off power to the outlet from a phone app just incase I forgot to turn the straighter off.

Complete and total game changer.

I’m not sure who was more grateful, me or Will. smile

Chaps-tick Hate Turned Chap-stick Love

Remember this NYX chapstick in my December Ipsy I didn’t really like because (even though it tasted delicious) it made me look white and pasty like I had concealer on my lips?

Ipsy

Um hello!

Why didn’t we realize the wonderfulness this stuff could offer!?

It really does wash me out and look like a concealer over my lips BUT it works as a great sort of neutralizing primer to the pink in my lips so the lip color I choose is its true color when I put it on.

So smart!

Brain Training

If there was any question whether I was old, rest assured-

I’m old.

I’m only 31 and have downloaded the Elevate app to keep my mind fresh and engaged.

You know, because little word games are supposed to do that or something?

I figure it’s not hurting. Plus it’s kind of fun to take a few minutes out to play.

Real life.

THE BEST ROAD TRIP EVER

That wasn’t.

Sooo after the Garth Brooks concert we went to a couple weeks ago, Will and I had the brilliant plan to drive up to Ponca City and have a super early breakfast at Perkins (usually about a 3.5 hour trip for us).

Yes, Perkins.

If you read my blog way back in the Kuwait days, you may remember Perkins found a special place in our hearts during our trips back to the US.

We would fly to Minneapolis, shop at the Mall of America a couple days, and eat breakfast at Perkins.

Total tradition.

We went back to Minneapolis in 2011 for old times sake (as well as a game in Green Bay!) and literally ate Perkins for 2 of our 3 daily meals the entire trip.

Heavenly.

Now, if you live near one and don’t understand why we are so crazy for them, I get it.

There’s plenty of regional places people go batty for I just don’t understand, but it’s their “thing” and a special favorite place for them, so that’s what I get.

Annnnyway, long story short, we were so pumped to road trip up there after the concert.

As we were heading up to Tulsa for the concert, Will mentioned he thought we may have to wait an hour or two after getting to Perkins before they opened.

See, they’re open until 10 on weekdays, but 24 hour on weekends.

To us, that meant they’d open at midnight Friday.

“Let’s call and make sure,” Will said.

So I called and…

They don’t open until 6am on Fridays

LIES!!!!!!!

So yeah, they’re kind of 24 hours on the weekend...if opening at 6 counts. smile

I was pretty bummed. I really wanted a huge mammoth muffin for midnight breakfast.

That’s all for today. Anything you care to share?

Merry Christmas 2014

Merry Christmas friends!

Hopefully you’re elbow deep in Christmas pancakes while simultaneously putting batteries in all your kid’s toys.

That’s the life.

I worked out today.

I then had a healthy green monster for breakfast… followed by two of my mom’s Christmas cookies.

The breakfast of champions.

Her cookies are killing me.

Every single one of them are delicious.

Delicious!

Every.single.one.

I love that she still makes us a big variety and plates it up all thoughtfully.

Moms are pretty much the best.

And so are their cookies.

Oh, and while we’re on family, Christmas week texts with mine are a hoot

I'm no wrapper

I’m an awful wrapper. Always have been.

We did Christmas with them yesterday.

I also plan on relishing yesterday’s Christmas Eve leftovers when we get home tonight.

Pretty much everything was healthy, so that’s a win...except the dessert part.

Today we’re off to celebrate Christmas with Will’s family.

Every year we do a Christmas brunch and exchange gifts.

There’s an outing later this afternoon, but Will and I have to work tomorrow and decided to pass this year.

Oh yeah, did you see that sentence above?

I’ll be holding down the fort tomorrow. 

Wee!

Anyone else?

I realize working the day after Christmas is a serious drag, but I’m wearing my big girl pants tomorrow and am going to relish each and every painful minute.

I’m probably lying.

Also, my husband is a big stinker.

Very early this month we both agreed we were NOT buying gifts for ourselves this year.

Period.

Later this month it was all like, “We’re not doing gifts this year, right? Because I’m not doing anything, so you better not be either.”

“Agreed. No gifts.”

Only, the conversation was more annoying because I double and quadruple checked with Will.

“Seriously, no gifts right?”

“Really- we’re not getting presents, right?”

And so on and so forth.

Anyway, that guy up and bought me a little something and it touched my heart.

We’re really big time trying to save money right now because of all these recent changes (which will be revealed very soon), so it was a big deal that we absolutely not buy anything for ourselves.

Yet Will spent his fantasy football earnings to buy me the fanciest herb garden EVER, complete with LED lights and all.

It's about to get herby

It’s funny, I’ve tried to have one on my own many, many times but they’ve always died.

And it really bummed me out. I really want to channel my inner Nigella with fresh herbs from my house.

He knew that. smile

It’s never a gift I would have ever have thought to ask for, but sometimes Will, who pays better attention than I realize sometimes, knows me better than I know myself some days.

It was a kind surprise, and a sweet sacrifice.

No pressure on keeping everything alive now.

You know, since I’ve had such good luck…

Let’s think positively, though. It’s Christmas!

Today, this beautiful Christmas Day in which I’m not working, I’m going to soak up the rich love of Christ and celebrate Him.

He is my savior. The innocent baby who came to earth and made a way for me to know him. 

Happy birthday, Jesus. Today I rejoice in you. ❀️

More to come soon. Until then, Merry Christmas friends!

What all are you up to today?

Lessons in Dumpster Diving

Last Monday wasn’t the best Monday.

I woke in anticipation of the short week ahead and all the Thanksgiving activities.

However, it ended in tears and sorrow in my heart.

Last Monday I accidentally threw something away I shouldn’t have.

It left Will and I digging through our yucky trash bin searching for it amidst wet, smelly, disgustingness.

It wasn’t my best moment.

It also wasn’t my only moment.

Girls, I have an innate knack for screwing things up.

I’ve mentioned it a million times on this blog. I’d probably forget my head if it wasn’t screwed on.

I plow through life, often forgetting important things. As Beth Moore often says- I’m blonder than I pay to be!

I certainly don’t mean to. I truly have good intentions.

Oddly enough, the good Lord blessed me with a husband that pays.attention.to.everything.

He should be an auditor.

With all the recent changes in the B-Love house, Will has a lot on his plate and really needs my help.

I let him down last week, and our dumpster diving was the straw that broke the camel’s back.

Once we (thankfully) retrieved the lost items, Will laid into me about his frustration.

“You say you want more responsibility so you can help me out, but you can’t even be trusted with what you have now!”

Along with a few more similar sentiments.

I let him down.

His words stung and made me feel like an awful wife. They didn’t hurt because he was wrong, they hurt because he was right.

I should be better. This isn’t something new for me.  I need to work harder at paying attention.

What’s more, I couldn’t help but also hear the words of Hebrews 5 ring in my ears,

“For though by this time you ought to be teachers, you need someone to teach you again the first principles of the oracles of God; and you have come to need milk and not solid food. For everyone who partakes only of milk is unskilled in the word of righteousness, for he is a babe. But solid food belongs to those who are of full age, that is, those who by reason of use have their senses exercised to discern both good and evil. (‭Hebrews‬ ‭5‬:‭12-14‬ NKJV)”

Just as I ask Will for more, I do the same with God.

I can’t help but feel there is a major parallel.

I keep asking for more and more, feeling I’m ready.

Not so fast. 

God has entrusted me with this life and this family. The truth is, I need to focus on perfecting those things before He puts more on my plate.

I need to be better about taking pleasure in my daily tasks and going out of my way to serve Will and be a blessing instead of a burden.

I need to encourage Him in the Lord instead of grumbling under my breath.

I need to have eyes that see ways to help out instead of glazing through everything...and throwing away important stuff.

I keep praying for opportunities for God to use me.

Praying for opportunities to store up treasures in Heaven so I have something to lay at his feet one day.

Praying for a ministry so I can carry out the “good works He’s prepared in advance for me to do.”

The truth is, He’s given me each and every one of these things under my own roof.

At my office.

When I’m grocery shopping.

I knew that already, but I guess I was hoping for more.

What’s funny, is that I’m not sure I’m ready for more. I have a lot to work on right now.

More will come, but I need to focus on what I have right now.

Some of our greatest ministry can come under our own roofs.

As silly as it sounds, I guess I felt like that didn’t count.

However, the Bible is very clear that God searches the intent of our heart. He also commands us to do everything as unto Him.

Even being a wife or pushing paper at work all day.

When we have a heart attitude focused on pleasing Him, it doesn’t go unnoticed.

I’ve started praying more specific prayers about being a better helpmate and paying better attention.

I desire to worship God with what he’s given me today, and pray the added responsibilities will come in due time.

So yeah. Will and I went dumpster diving last week. Thanksgiving togetherness, ya’ll.

If you’re feeling like you’re ready for more but stuck in park, hang on. Be faithful with what He has given and trust Him to multiply.

Thanks for listening today. ❀️

Thanksgiving Weekend & Look Ahead

Mondays after holidays are such a major drag.

I wish I could be like some of you, eager to share your stories at the water cooler (haha do people even do that anymore?), but I’m not.

I would love to enjoy the Monday after at home with Will and the pups.

Let the wishful thinking commence.

My Thanksgiving weekend was different than most, but still very nice.

I find these holiday weekends go far too quickly, mainly because half the days are spent traveling and doing family activities, while the other half is reserved for normal weekend duties.

I tried to keep my normal weekend duties to a minimum, though.

Wednesday night was all about food prep. I made my favorite mashed sweet potatoes.
Let the mashed sweet potato eating commence

The carbicide also commenced a day early.
It's got spinach on it, so it's got to be healthy, right?

It had spinach on it. It was healthy pizza, right!?

As you already know, we spent Thursday with Will’s family.

Thursday was sort of a weird day.

Will’s great uncle was diagnosed with lung cancer just three short months ago. He never smoked a day in his life, but after a long spell of coughing and never getting better, doctors made the discovery.

In just three very short months, the cancer spread and he got worse and worse. It’s like we didn’t even get to properly prepare because we were still in shock just how quickly it began to take over.

When we got to Will’s grandparent’s house Thursday, we learned they moved him to hospice and things had taken a grim turn. Will’s grandparents and parents were headed to the hospital right after we ate lunch together.

Will’s family is all about “visiting.” They love to sit and visit hours on end.

Thursday was hectic. We all ate, and as many of us were catching up and “visiting,"Will’s mom and grandma were frantically clearing tables and putting things away. We kind of got kicked out of the house!

We figured they must have gotten news things were even worse.

So we caravaned back up to OKC.

It was a whirlwind day.

Two hours driving to his grandparent’s house, about an hour and a half actually spent there, and then quickly turning back around for the two hour trip to the hospital.

We got there, and the waiting room was full of family. I’m so thankful we were able to go and be with everyone.

We got to see Will’s uncle.

I pray you’ve never had to see the deterioration of cancer. Unfortunately, I have seen it a few times. It’s a wrenching thing to remember the vitality of a loved one and their demeanor the way they were, and then to see cancer take its toll.

He could barely speak, and his eyes remained closed. Will and I held his hand, and amidst tears prayed with him.

I’m thankful for that moment.

We said goodbye to everyone and headed home.

A Thanksgiving far different than our norm.

I did manage to snap a few pics before we got news of Will’s uncle and his worsened condition.

Oh Will.

He hates pictures, as you can see. smile

Will is smiling on the inside.

About two hours after getting home, we got a call to see if Will’s grandparents could stay the night with us.

I’d love to tell you I handled the request with grace and warm hospitality, but I’d be lying.

Will and I frantically went into guest prep mode for the 20 minutes we had before they arrived.

Let’s be honest, after the day they’d had, they probably wouldn’t have even noticed if I had a pile of laundry on the couch or a little dust.  Heck, I could have had spaghetti stuck to the walls and they probably would have been none the wiser.

I’m so thankful we were able to extend our house to them. I’m so happy they were able to stay and be in OKC when we received the news Friday.

Friday was packed with family, too.

We received the news about Will’s uncle passing around 6:00 that morning. Although very sad, there’s such a peace knowing how much he loved and praised Jesus, even until the end.

Will went to breakfast with his grandparents and mom, while I stayed behind to do a little prep for Thanksgiving with my family.

Oh girls, we outsourced Thanksgiving with my family this year, and it was the best decision ever!

I ordered the healthy menu, and it did not disappoint. The menu came with turkey breast with pomegranate au jus, mashed sweet potatoes, mashed white potatoes, made with Greek yogurt instead of cream, fresh green beans, quinoa salad (so good ), and a pumpkin dessert.

So delicious!

I also made rolls, and my mom made a relish tray and another casserole. Aaaaand the most delicious caramel vanilla cheesecake ever.

So much for healthy. smile

Despite the sad morning, it was really nice to be with my family. I’m sure I hugged my mom and dad a little tighter.

Love my mom

The afternoon was a nice break, especially after the rushed and emotional day before.

Layla is such a hoot! I know I tell you all the time, but seriously. She’s a hoot.

We finally had a quiet evening Friday night. In fact, we went to bed before 9!

Saturday was enjoyable. It was a nice break to simply spend time together and appreciate the long weekend. I got up and worked out (for the third time over since Thursday. Woo hoo!).

We caught a movie, and then proceeded to spend almost three hours putting seat covers on our old Honda.

Almost three hours.

Will is the most meticulous man on the planet about some things.

The seat covers

We tucked, and buckled, and pulled, and tucked some more.

The back seat was the worst.

Painful, guys.

The evening was much less annoying. We enjoyed leftovers (and cheesecake) and caught up on shows.

Sunday came way too fast.

We kicked off the Christmas season at church. I also worked out and prepped for the week ahead. It will be nice to eat normal meals again! smile

Now we’re back to Monday. A Monday that feels mountainous. Remember how I accidentally screwed up Thanksgiving for some of our friends to the north? Yeah… What goes around comes around. I have lots waiting for me today.

Here’s a look at what’s ahead this week:

Tuesday Things
The Diet Lately
Things I’m Loving Thursday
A Trashy Realization

Hope you had a wonderful Thanksgiving weekend and that today is t too overwhelming. Check in tomorrow! 

The One When Will Decided to Sell Our Tickets& Look Ahead

I don’t know about you, but I saw Christmas decorations everywhere this weekend.

Less Thanksgiving, fall-type stuff. Lots more red, green, and all things Christmassy.

I decided to be okay with it and use it as an excuse to completely nest and bake this weekend.

Plus, while I certainly don’t advocate emotional eating, I have to admit the chocolate chip cookies I made Saturday night did fill a bit of a hole after the Sooner loss.

We will get to that soon enough.

I was off Friday and devoted the entire day to cleaning my house.

Oh man, it sure needed it!

I hadn’t given it a thorough and proper cleaning since the weekend before the TCU game, so yeah, long overdue!

I decided to workout before cleaning. If I didn’t I knew I wouldn’t! After the gym and the grocery store (guys, I scored pomegranates for 59 cents each!), it was all about tackling the house.

Hours later, I was done and started folding laundry when (thankfully!) Will rescued me.

Over the last several months, we’ve been keeping all out silver change (no pennies!) in a little container. We just mindlessly add to it as we accumulate extra change we haven’t yet used.

Anyway, we took the filled container to a Coinstar machine and I was shocked to find there was $75 in our container!

Remember that “guess the jelly beans in the container” game?

Yeah, I’m terrible at those things. I told Will I thought there would be less than $40.

See what I’m saying!? Point proven.

Anyway, we exchanged it for a gift card and treated ourselves to dinner that night, and have plenty of money leftover. Nice!

It’s been awhile since Will and I have gone out on a Friday because of his work schedule, so it was a nice treat.

Saturday. Ugh Saturday.

Can we skip over Saturday?

I was close to starting today’s post with my OU rant, but decided Christmas was a better lead, yes?

The good news was that I aced my leg workout that morning. I was sure it was going to be a terrific day. smile

Oh girls, I think you have a good idea just how much we love and support our Sooners. We are at every game, many away games, donate generously to the Sooner club, and cheer them on always.

All smiles before we got completely embarrassed.  OU-Baylor 7 Nov 14

But guys…

In all our years of attending games, I’ve never ever heard OU fans boo our own coaches/play calling. That’s just not the fans I know. However, as the frustration increased so did the muttering and mumbling, and before I knew it the section opposite us was booing the defense play calls.

It was ugly. Just like the game.

I know you probably don’t want my post game analysis, so I’ll keep it short. Let’s just say my dear Will, the one completely and utterly in love with the Sooners was as beleaguered as every other fan we encountered Saturday.

Aaaaand we are selling the tickets to our remaining two games, something we’ve also never done. Will lives for this time of year, so I was shocked. And kind of bummed. Sooner football is our thing, it’s what we do together. Maybe I can convince him otherwise?

Anyway, enough griping about things that ultimately don’t amount to much in this short life. Here’s to hoping they do better!

The rest of the day was nice. Will’s parents were at the game too, so we had a post game lunch at Ted’s.

After lunch, we headed home and caught part of several games while I made [and found myself at the bottom of a bowl of] chocolate chip cookies.

Sunday was the usual stuff, but I also spent a lot of time in the kitchen.

I made homemade Mac and cheese for Will’s lunch this week, protein packed veggie breakfast muffins for me, and vegan potato soup for dinner!

Busy bee.

I spent a large portion of the weekly evening parked on the couch with Will, watching football, blogging, and thanking God for my time with him.

A weekend full of small, everyday blessings. I’ll take it.

Another week begins, and it looks to be a bitter cold one for many of us in America. In fact, I put a ton of cold weather food on the menu this week to help warm us up with the weather chills to the bone. I hope you do too!

As for posts, here’s a look at what’s ahead this week:

-Tuesday Things
-Workouts Lately
-Life Lately
-Ezra Nine

Thanks for checking in, more fun to come! 

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brittny I'm B-Love. Lover of God, my husband Will, my doggies, OU football, weight training, plyometrics healthy eating (mostly!), peanut butter, and all things health related. Buckle up and get ready for my constant embarrassing moments, health and fitness tips,and my effort to rely on Christ while living life in the real world. Follow me on Feedly! Sign up for monthly emails at blove@theblovelife.com!


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