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5 July 2013: Layla Turns One

I remember getting the call sometime after 2:00 that morning.

P was in labor.

During the entire afternoon on the 4th, her stomach kept tightening so hard- like brick hard, which seemed weird, but it didn’t bother P so we didn’t think much of it.

However, as the evening hours wore on P began to experience more pronounced contractions and pain.

After a call to the hospital, they advised she stay put until her contractions were closer together.

So they stayed put.

And I got the call a few hours later.

It was time.

I remember grabbing a few necessities and being thankful I dressed in comfy clothes. I rushed to the hospital.

You know the movies and commercials when the husband is driving like a complete idiotic maniac, speeding like a gazelle trying to avoid a ferocious lion, all in an attempt to get his wife to the hospital because, “WE’RE HAVING A BABY!!!!!”

Yeah, I was that guy.

What they don’t tell that guy (i.e.: ME) is that labor doesn’t exactly mean the screaming, painful nail-digging arm grabbing, and profuse profanity happens as soon as it starts.

No, no.

That comes later.

(And come to find out the screaming, painful nail-digging arm grabbing, and profuse profanity isn’t always the mother. It can also be the supportive sister. I kid)

Labor is a lot of waiting.

I wish I would have known that before driving like I was trying out for The Fast and Furious 47.

Next time.

Anyway, I got to the hospital and we waited.

And waited.

The doctor said P wasn’t dilated enough to be moved to a room, so she had to stay in another room before she could “graduate” up to a real room.

P and I began walking up and down the hallway, and throughout our stroll she would stop, grasp the rail affixed to the walls in the hallways with one hand, and my hand with the other.

She would squeeze every so tightly, while I timed her contractions on my phone. They were getting closer and closer. We walked for what felt like forever.

As weird as it sounds, that walk was important to me.

I will cherish it for the rest of my life.

I felt so important to P. She chose me to get to be the one to walk with her and hold her hand when she was experiencing such intense pain.

Me.

I began to get angry about the worthless and absent father, yet could not even dwell on it because in that very moment all I could think about was how proud I was of my sister. For being in that white hospital gown, “alone” having a child, and how I got to be the person in her life that was lucky enough to have my hand squeezed to near death while she prepared to welcome her daughter into the world.

After we walked awhile we waited some more.

Finally, hours later, P graduated to a real room.

It took forever for her to dilate, but once she did, everything began to happen so fast!

Before long, she was ready- like really ready. Like I could see Layla coming, and the doctor wasn’t there yet!

I saw a full head of hair, and I couldn’t believe it (mainly because me and P were total baldies for the first couple years of life).

It was like a dream, only real.

The doctor came as Layla was about to meet the world- just in the nick of time! A couple pushes, and Layla Saffron was welcomed into the world.

It was the single most soul awakening thing I ever witnessed. As close to seeing the face of God that I will ever experience on earth.

Words like awesome and amazing should be reserved for such occasions, because it simply seems inappropriate to use it after watching such an miraculous event.

They did the normal “stuff” they do right after birth, and then I got to cut her umbilical cord.

Me.

I got to do that.

First of all- I was a little stressed. I had to make sure I made her an “innie” if at all possible (I did). So I did my best (turns out it wouldn’t have mattered).

To get to be that person. To get to be the person that cut my sister’s baby’s umbilical cord was almost unbelievable. I still can’t believe she allowed me such a special and rare opportunity.

And at that moment, P met Layla, and my little sister became a real life mom.

Watching my kid sister be a mom is pretty darn cool. She acts goofy, sings funny songs, talks in funny voices. Does a slew of things that we would have deemed “uncool” yet makes them so intriguing and lovely. 

She is a good mom.

And watching Layla grow this year and become far more interesting than in her first few months of infancy. She just gets better.

I find that sometimes I just look at her and want to cry. Perhaps some of you that have children of your own can relate?

I find such happiness when she is happy.

When she experienced her first taste of something sweet, like mango, and the smile and surprise in her eyes she seemed to exude. Seeing such pure happiness from such a simplistic pleasure makes me realize how thankful I am and should be for having enough.

And then when she cries, it makes me so sad too. I think about as she gets older and growing pains, and the thought of her hurting, makes me hurt. I realize she is my niece and not my own child, yet I find myself wanting to do all I can to help P shield her and protect her from the pain life brings.

And I realize that is unrealistic.

After all, life is full of ups and downs and opportunities for “character building.”

However, hopefully you get what I’m saying.

She’s just so innocent and perfect right now.

Untainted by fitting in or wanting to be someone she’s not, or feeling inadequate or timid.

She is truly herself, in its purest essence.

Not worried about others and unbeknownst to what she “should” be.

And my, how we could learn from that.

And it is in those moments, I simply want to hold her close and pray that the good Lord keeps her as such as long as possible.

<3

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Blueberries with Layla

The Un-30.

I have what P and I now like to call Oompa Loompa feet.

Yes, it is true.

I am a ruddy shade of orange, thanks to asking my sister to, “Spray my feet again please” because “It doesn’t seem like you really got them.”

She got them.

Oh did she get them.

What an immature and un-30 thing to do.

The crazy thing about paleness is that I’m not even overly concerned about my Oompa Loompa-ness.

And could care less about Will’s hurtful Willy Wonka jokes.

Because I’m tan darn it, which is better than paper white.

Oh- and I suppose now is a good time to throw in the fact that I realize today’s outer beauty(or lack thereof!?) post does not seem very congruent with yesterday’s inner beauty post-

but please indulge me.

I have orange fairies for Pete’s sake!

There’s not much beautiful about that.

Unless you like Oompa Loompa feet, in which case- I apologize-

And stand beside you in solidarity for the next 7-10 days while I wait for this crazy orange fest to fade.

But enough about that.

There’s only so many times I can say the “f” word (feet) without getting grossed out, and I have totally gone over my quota.

Let’s talk about something else.

Like how I am going to totally abandon my diet next weekend and instead devote it to trashing up s’mores to the best of my ability.

Seriously.

The dirtiest things are about to happen to s ‘mores and my mind is racing like a teenage boy.

I’m thinking cookies instead of graham crackers, whether we could cut brownies in half to serve as the base, and P even thought about how to make peanut butter M&Ms work in them too.

It’s going to happen.

And I will most certainly pay for it the following Monday-

If not in the form of a trip to have my stomach pumped,

(dear God I pray not)

Most definitely in the form of a gigantic face explosion of zits.

Because nothing says I ate like utter crap-ola like a face full of swollenness and pain.

Ugh.

Definitely looking forward to the s’mores part.

The aftereffects? I could do without.

Hmm- which leads me to wonder how you guys would cope with such major indulgences.

What?

You’re saying you don’t exist on s’mores for three days straight, and that no one but me would do such a stupid thing!?

Sheesh- you could have said it a little nicer.

I get it.

No one eat three “square” meals of s’mores.

Because that would be utterly ridiculous.

And incredibly unhealthy.

Especially for a self-proclaimed health nut.

And totally immature and un-30.

Duh.

I HEAR YOU!!! I KNOW THE SELF HARM THAT IS ABOUT TO BE UPON ME!

Sheesh.

It’s like you’re trying to talk me out of it.

Or I’m trying to talk me out of it.

No, that can’t be it.

It’s just a few zits.

They’ll go away.

Who am I kidding!? That’s awful!

Okay…

I need to collect myself.

Plus I have totally gone over my “z” word (zit) quota for the day and am getting grossed out again.

But now all I can think about is the junk food fest and how it doesn’t seem as fun when I think about the consequences.

Ugh.

I’m so old!!

I’m like that annoying friend of yours that you keep trying to get to have “just one more glass” of wine-

Because you know she’s WAY more fun to be around after “just one more glass.”

Only she never has “just one more glass” because “it will give her heartburn” or “she has a headache” or “she has to volunteer to help the elderly and be absolutely amazing the following day.”

Ugh.

That responsible friend of yours. Just have the drink already!

Only we know she’s right.

She’s going to have that one drink and be fun for like a whopping 5 minutes, but will then spend the next hour lamenting about how much she has to do and how she totally shouldn’t have had that one drink and then will go on

And on

And on

Until you wish you could freaking craft some sort of Back to Future time reverse machine so you could redo the last hour of your life.

Or simply just want to take an Ambien and call it a night.

That would work too.

Anyway- I’M THAT FRIEND!

P is totally going to rue the day (yes, I did just say rue the day) we decided to get food drunk on s’mores.

I’m going to be a barrel a laughs the first few meals,

but then I start to feel sick.

And then my heart starts racing from the sugar (um, because that’s what happens to people that never eat it… It’s like a freaking panic attack of chaos. And you’re left wondering, “Did someone just slip me a drug!?").

And my stomach starts producing what I not so affectionately call “food babies.”

And then the complaining sets in.

And then I got from a barrel of laughs to nothing more than a barrel of annoyingness.

Assuming barrels of annoyingness were a real thing.

Eh let’s fly by the seat of our pants, kick up our Oompa Loompa fairies, and call it a day.

Bring on the s’mores and lets watch this party unravel.

I love living on the wild side.

The un-30 side.

A Festival of Fun

P and I had a serious scheduling dilemma this weekend.

Should we go to the Kolache Festival in Prague, or the Farmer’s Market Festivities in OKC?

And, um, as a side note who doesn’t love a good kolache?

And Polish music.

Exactly.

You can see our quandary!

Both events were only on Saturday, so we had to pick and chose the Farmer’s Market Festival.

As incredibly nerdy as it sounds, I’ve wanted to go to the Kolache festival for a few years now.

And I realize it makes no sense, considering I don’t eat a ton of junk.

But the whole thing seemed like an ordeal.

Lessons learned from the Arts Fest last week taught us that large, crowded events are best when prepared for. and both events would have crowds, but only one would include an hour-long drive.

And there’s only so much you can put a poor baby through!

So we scratched the kolache fest this year and opted for to stay local.

After making that decision, my parents were sweet and offered to watch Layla anyway since it was chilly.

Will and his friends went paintballing, so me and P were on our own!

We had a yummy brunch at Cheevers, complete with mimosas. As we looked outside it was cold and so windy.

So we opted not to even go to that fest.

And so we had our own little festival.

And it was such a fun day!

Lots of goofiness and laughs.

I want to share more, but sadly time is not on my side this evening!

I am sitting here typing this as I prepare to pack up and leave for a week away. :(

Which means I have a ton of crap I still need to do.

However, I wanted to take a minute to share the fun we will be talking about this week!

-Deep(ish) thoughts

-A zen smoothie

-A new workout

-Thirsty Thursday Fun

Plus more!

Check in soon! <3

Monday Morning Quarterbacking

Hello friends!

I hope you had a wonderful weekend. At least something happy enough to make you smile during this dreary Monday!

And most times, it doesn’t take much for me on Mondays.

I figured I would take some time this morning to recap some of my weekend highlights because it was a nice one!

Friday night was fairly uneventful, with the exception of a few thunderstorms. Thankfully none of them were severe. We watched some TV, saw my family for a bit, and just hung out.

Anyway, that was pretty much Friday night.

Which generally sums up much of our usual weekends when it’s not football season.

Only this weekend was nothing like that at all. It was packed to the brim with lots of fun.

Saturday was such a great day for me and Will!

I got up ridiculously early (think 4 am) and crushed a leg workout, which ended up hurting me later. From there I went home and made a green monster, and then got ready for the day.

The OU Athletic Office gave OU season ticket members the opportunity to tour the OU football facilities, the Switzer Center, Bob Stoop’s office, and catch an OU Baseball game. How fun, right? We even got to see their training and weight rooms plus a ton of other neat places.

I knew Will would be excited, but I honestly think I might of even had more fun than Will!

We had such a great time! We toured the Switzer Center first and saw all the trophies and trinkets OU won over the years.

Here’s just a few pics of us there:

Will with the National Championship.
The championship!

Me with Sam’s Heisman.

Sam's Heisman

Afterward, we got to see Bob Stoop’s office (and balcony). It is spectacular. His office overlooks the practice field and it is so pretty.

Take a look at the bottom of the desk, too. They had his desk roped off, but I couldn’t help but noticing these bottles on the floor. Haha!

Bob's desk- notice the bottles underneath? Haha!

From there we went to the training facility. I was in heaven! I got to see some of the training equipment, and even the examination rooms.

Here’s me and Dr. Bones.
My buddy

We got to tour their locker room, which was amazing and full of such cool stuff.

Sooner locker room

Blake Bell's locker

We walked around more, and then I got to sit in the Sooner semi. Definitely don’t want me driving that. smile

Driving the sooner semi. Yikes!

Then we got to see the Sooner Vision area, which was so neat. We also got to see the press box as well as where the video crew films the game- way high up.

Take a look at your future Sooner newscasters haha

Future Sooner anchors

Of course Will had to sit in the chair Bob usually sits in when he comes on the show. smile

Just a couple more favorites.
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From the press box

Seriously, such a fun day. I can’t do it justice here. Will and I were in heaven. We were seriously like little kids roaming around with stupid smiles on our face.

Or maybe that was just me?

Anyway, so much fun.

Afterward, we went to Ted’s for lunch. Not a ton of healthy options, so I got their guacamole salad (which still wasn’t a good option). It was so good! And no chips or tortillas for me.

Oh- and all that?

Only took a few hours.

Talk about jamming a lot in a short time!

That would have been the best afternoon we’ve had in a long time, and we could have called it a day!

Only the day was just beginning.

Then we went home, took a quick nap (because let’s be honest, that’s a big day for us fuddie duddies) and then went to the OKC Arts Fest with P and Layla! 

I’m embarrassed to say, but in all five years that we’ve lived here, Will and I have never been! I am so glad we went, too!

It was so so so crowded. I know I shouldn’t have been surprised, but I was a little. I figured we would eat something fun there (they even had a veggie plate at one of the local Indian spots!), but it was just way too crowded and I felt bad for poor Layla. She was such a good sport though!

We ended up going on the other side of the Myriad Gardens and found a less crowded area, got some drinks, and people watched while Layla walked about.

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The girls

Perfect afternoon to go along with a perfect morning.

Two “major” events in one day is a pretty big thing to ask for this old B-Love couple, so the night was far less exciting but still lots of fun.

We went over to my parent’s house and watched Thunder win a third game against the Rockets!

Sunday morning I hit the gym early and watched church online since we missed our usual service.

The rest of Sunday was uneventful and consisted of laundry, food prep, dishes, and a ton of other boring crap no one ever wants to do and waits until Sunday to do it.

P and I had tanning session round 2 on Sunday, too.

Everything went fine, but we are still so giggly when we do it. It is cold in the garage and the solution and the air blowing from the machine is cold too, so a lot of whining is involved.

We are wimps.

So the tan sort of fades in weird places and is certainly not without issues. We obviously have some major kinks to work out (hello Oompa Loompa hands and feet!), but hopefully in the next few sessions we push through and it works out well.

So that was my fun-filled weekend. Surprisingly, I think next weekend might be fun too, so stay tuned.

How was your weekend?

Agent Orange: A Story About How B and P Get Tan, Glowy, and er, Orange-y

It’s no secret that I am pale.

Like really pale.

Like there’s “fair,” and “alabaster,” and “ivory” beautifulness,

And then there’s simply pale, and stark, and offensive.

Unfortunately I fall within this second category.

Nothing reminds me more of my glaring pastiness like the onset of spring.

I see all of these dewy, golden women and girls around me. Rocking pretty spring colors and wearing shorts. And not causing others to wreck cars or hide their eyes from the brightness that is their whiteness (haha).

I don’t even remember what that feels like!

I gave up tanning beds, and tanning altogether ten years ago and have resorted to just being incredibly white.

Or occasionally dabbling in the fun of lotions and creams.

I mean, who doesn’t love smearing orange, shimmery lotion all over their bodies?

Praying for a streak free finish, and crying when it cakes in your knees and elbows and looks like you rolled around in a mud hole.

Awesome!

And let’s not even try to figure out how in the world to do our own backs.

Because unless you are completely quadruple jointed, that crap is not happening.

Last summer, I found a super great product that I am going to share with you next week (teaser!). I would definitely encourage you guys to check it out if you struggle with the same pale, er, “ivory” skin as I have.

However, today I want to talk about something a little more fun!

I am part owner of an air brush tanning machine!

Yes, it’s true.

My mom, sister, and I went in together and bought the Sjolie Mini Mist. It is a smaller version of what you might see in salons that crank dozens of tanned women out the door a day, and is even touted as being a great machine for smaller businesses that do about 15 tans today.

Bottom line, it’s the real deal.

And instead of paying $30 a week to go to a salon (which I would never do), it was a far better investment for us to buy our own and do it at the house.

We all three are straight whiteys, and who doesn’t love a sun-kissed glow, so we figured this was a great option and would be cheaper and more efficient.

Last Friday we tried it out for the first time. My mom decided to let me and P be the guinea pigs

Will and my dad helped us get it all hooked up and set up in the garage. Checkout our cool area!

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Then we were ready to go, and away we went!

P and I watched one whole YouTube video on how to get the perfect spray tan, so we were obviously pros from the get-go.

Obviously.

In hindsight, it probably would have been better to have purchased this thing in the dead of winter, while we had time to practice and experiment and be totally fine with Cheetos knees and splotchy areas that could hide under big sweaters, right?

Ah hindsight…

We got started, and yikes it was cold! The machine was pretty loud and put out a lot of air (think vacuum-esque), and coupled with the mist is was cold! It will be nice in the summer, though.

We had never done it before, so we gave it our best, and hoped for the best.

P went first. I had a few issues with the sprayer at first and was certain I permanently stained her thigh, but after that it went much smoother.

The arms were the trickiest part of all!

Look at the instant difference between her leg and mine.

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Crazy!

Are you blinded by the whiteness?

Anyway, then it was my turn.

The whole process only took about 20 minutes total.

We dried off, and changed into long sleeves and pants.

When I woke up the next morning I was so dark!

Like scary dark.

Like, how do I get this super darkness to go away!?

Like, my teeth were glowing, lightening bolts.

I was Ross-esque.

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“I’m a 10!”

haha

Luckily, the depth comes from the color guard, and I wasn’t really that dark.

After a quick shower the true color was revealed and it was so nice!

There were definitely, definitely some serious blunders for both me and P.

Despite putting lotion to help protect trouble spots before we tanned- our wrists, knees, and elbows were a wreck.

So the lesson here is that it is important to spend the extra $10 for the freaking barrier cream.

And then there were also a few entire spots we missed, like the inner legs, hands, and feet.

However, all in all it was definitely a good thing and I felt so much better, glowier, and ready for spring!

We learned a little exfoliation would help the trouble areas go away, and a little self tanner on the hands will help even out the accidental color gradient. Haha

It was definitely our first time, however the good news is that it wasn’t a nightmare and we will only get more comfortable and better at it.

Plus we had such a fun time and laughed so hard!

So, that is my fun confession to share today. I have slightly orange elbows, but the rest of my tanned self doesn’t even care.

Yes. I am so pale I don’t even care about the orangeness.

Sort of.

I should clarify that this week has been cold, so I could hide in long sleeves while it lightened up. smile

Here is a before and after shot. For some reason my legs look freaking gigantor in this picture, but at least it gives you an idea of the difference the tanner made! smile

tan!

If you’re done with damaging UV rays and interested in a spray tan, give me a shout. I know two fun girls who would have you looking glowy in no time.

Aside from the orange elbows and knees.

But I’ll be sure to get barrier cream before you come. smile

Ipsy Daisy!

About a month ago I decided to do something nice for myself.

I became an Ipsy subscriber.

I tend to be very frugal about spending money on “extras,” but in talking to my sister, I began to get excited about the idea.

She had recently signed up to become a Birchbox subscriber, so we figured it would be a ton of fun to each get a different box, review the products, and mix and match depending on who liked what best!

So let me back up a minute.

Ipsy and Birchbox are beauty subscriptions. For $10 a month you receive between 4 and 6 deluxe samples of a variety of fun beauty products. It just seemed like a nice gift to give myself each month, and a little splurge.

Once a month me and P will be putting the boxes to the test. We will share what’s in them, how we liked them, and if we would actually spend money on the full size version.

I am so excited, and hope you are too!

So with that in mind, I wanted to share this month’s Ipsy box with you.

Next month I will bring P on board and we will do a joint review, which I think will be even more fun!

This month’s Ipsy box was titled “Pretty in Pink.”

They were true to their word!

It was totally pretty in pink. Even the package!

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Apparently they gave the wrong bag with this month’s shipment (I’m guessing it should have been pink instead? smile), so they are sending me another one.

It’s still nice it even comes in a bag!

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I was so pleased with my products!

I realize some months will be hit and miss, but I can honestly say I loved everything I got.

I opened the package and had a fun bag that held my goodies.

Inside was the following:

-Full size Sation nail polish in Of Corset I’ll Call You

-Full size Be A Bombshell blush in Sweet Cheeks

-Sample of Big Sexy Hair Pow

-Sample of MicaBeauty mineral eyeshadow in Earth (hello sparkly-ness!)

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How fun, right!?

I’m not a big nail painter, but my sister painted my nails for me that night and they turned out so pretty!

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It’s amazing how nice you feel with freshly colored nails. I suppose I ought to invest a few minutes a couple times a week to paint my nails, because it just made such a difference.

Plus I’m 30, and I think we’re supposed to do such things like that, yes?

I used the blush the next day and was really pleased with it.

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It is really pink, which I LOVE, but I had to tone it down a smidge because it was, well, really pink.

I also used the Big Sexy Pow and I really like this product! I know I have shared my crazy obsession with dry shampoo, so it was a no brainer that I would absolutely freak out over this product.

It’s basically the same thing, only it seemed to give my hair even more lift.

Ridiculous!

(in a good way)

And then the shimmer eye powder.

I think I have also mentioned my love for all things shimmery and glittery, and not 30.

So I decided to tuck the shimmer powder away until such a time in which I feel like I can be trusted around it only to highlight my brow bone or something “normal.”

And not my entire face, hair, and neck.

Hello prom!

However, I was obviously still excited about the stuff.

So let’s do a quick breakdown to see why I am even happier about my purchase.

Be A Bombshell Blush in Sweet Cheeks - .17 oz, $16
Sation Nail Polish in Of Corset I’ll Call You - .5 oz, $5
Sample of Big Sexy Hair Pow, $16 for full size, which gave my .07 oz deluxe sample size a value of $2.11
Sample of Mica Shimmer Powder in Earth, $14.95 for 2.5 grams, which gave my 2 gram deluxe sample size a value of $11.95

My whole bag had a value of just over $35, and I got it for $10 and love all the products so I definitely consider it a win.

I realize there will be months were I won’t be as excited about what is inside, but the nice thing is hopefully P and I will be able to mix and match our Ipsy and Birchbox goodies along the way.

So that was my fun that I had to share.

I am already looking forward to next month’s surprises and sharing the products with you!

Random Friday Fun

I slather (yes, slather) coconut oil on my face each night before I go to bed. 

True story.

This happens.  

Incase you’re wondering, I put a towel over my pillow.

I have a serious girl crush on Kandee Johnson.

True, she’s a bit over-the-top-happy sometimes, but who doesn’t love a little sunshine and positivity in their lives?

I like her unicorn and rainbow attitude, and it keeps me coming back every week! 

My sister loves Lisa Eldridge, who is another great makeup artist. 

What’s funny is that I find the fact that we each like these ladies very telling about our personalities.

Once you get to know me, I can be a little over the top with excitement and cheer, and my sister is an awesome balance of chill and togetherness and poise.  Which makes are attraction to these respective ladies pretty understandable!

I think Will and I is going to buy a motorcycle. 

Don’t worry.

This one will get its own post, I’m sure.

The deal was too good to pass up, and the gas money we will save is out of this world.

Nevermind that he has no freaking clue how to ride one.

I have get to visit with Will’s family this weekend.

We had hoped to push this trip out a few weeks, but a few plans changed which made this weekend the weekend. It’s always a fine time, but I always am so behind on junk like laundry and food prep and groceries and cleaning the house (which most certainly will not happen this weekend).  

Check out my fun workout shirts.

Fun workout tees

They were a gift and totally made me laugh.  

Any randomness you care to share?

B-Love Turns 30

How egotistical have I been recently, right!?

First this post about how I’m turning 30, then another about bidding my 20s goodbye, and now another one?

Who do I think I am!?

Certainly not the birthday girl anymore!

Anyhow, I assure you this is the last of my birthday girl posts.

Truth is, when I was trying to remember some of my 20s, I couldn’t!

And it wasn’t because I spent the weekend like an 18-year-old drunken frat boy.

It’s because I’m old! Haha

Anyway, I realized the importance of occasional recaps from time to time.

Moving on-

My birthday weekend was wonderful and surrounded by the people I love most. I really wanted to spend this weekend with my family, so that’s just what I did!

Friday was a fun night out with my best friend (and sister!), P.

Can I just stop and tell you how happy I am that she is here? I overflow with happiness having her so close right now, and have made an effort to make the most of it since I know one day she will not live a couple doors down (sad!)

We had such a nice time during her birthday outing, that I wanted to recreate the same thing for mine.

Only a tad earlier since I had an early morning the next day.

So we did just that!

Dinner was not vegan friendly. My sister and I went to Sushi Neko, a place I have wanted to try for a while.

We sat outside on the patio and had such a lovely evening!

Sister celebration

We had a nice waiter, and when he found out it was my birthday he brought (nonvegan) ice cream to our table.

Cute.

And I ate it all.

By myself.

Not as cute.

Birthday ice cream

We got a boatload of sushi.

No-we actually did.

We ordered a variety of different kinds and it came in a cute boat! Fun!

The boatload

We sat outside and enjoy each other’s company, while I fumbled through using chopsticks (I’m terrible with them!) and finally resorted to using my fingers.

Because I’m the birthday girl, that’s why.

After dinner we weren’t ready to go home, but the place was getting busy so we wanted to free up our table. We ended up heading to McNelies, a casual restaurant nearby. We toasted to my birthday, and spent a little time talking and people watching. Then we hopped in the car and headed home. I was in bed before 11:30 which was a nice plus- and I still managed to have a super wonderful evening with my sister!

29.99

Friday was about a night out with my favorite girl, and Saturday was about being out with my favorite guy.

I got up at the crack of dawn and headed to the gym to work my legs. I stayed a good hour and a half and hobbled home to get ready for the day.

Every single year the OU Red and White game falls on my birthday weekend.

Always.

I used to get bummed out about it, but now it’s sort of tradition and is something fun we do. Plus it gets us fuddie duddies out of the house to do something!

We got there just as it started, and managed to get great seats! This year will be interesting for the sooners, because we have will have a new quarterback. All three looked pretty good, but I have a feeling Blake Bell will get the start. The good news is that the other boys are young and already looked okay, so they only go up from here!

Wow- sorry for that whole football part.

It was a beautiful day, and we had a good time at the game together.

Red and white!

Red and white 2013

After the game I made Will take me to Cool Greens, most definitely one of my favorite places to eat locally. It’s a casual healthy sandwich and salad joint here in the OKC area. I’m a pretty cheap date for my birthday, right?!

Afterward, we headed home and I had to do some less glamorous birthday stuff- like real life stuff. Grocery shopping for the week, laundry, etc.

Because I’m 30, that’s why.

The evening was pretty low key. We caught up on some shows and I called it an early night so I could get up early to hit the gym before breakfast.

Friday was about a night out with my favorite girl, was about being out with my favorite guy, and Sunday was about being with my favorite family!

I woke up and was 30!

It happened while I was sleeping!

Go to bed 29, wake up 30.

I celebrated by working my chest, triceps, and shoulders, and then headed home to celebrate some more.

My family and I had a casual breakfast at a nearby restaurant, and I treated myself to sweet potato pancakes, which is a rarity for me. So good! P dressed Layla in pink for me, which was so sweet- and even painted her toes pink!

We had a lovely breakfast! Afterward, Will and I headed to Walmart to pick up a few things, followed by Lowes to get pots for my plants!

Did I already tell you about those?

Mint!

A dear friend bought me mint and stevia so I can use them for my monsters!! I am SO excited about them and can’t wait to use them!

Out of curiosity, I tried a stevia leaf and it was so sweet! I don’t know why I seem surprised, but I am. It will definitely add a nice dimension to my morning smoothies.

I found two pots, and then we headed over to my parent’s house.

My family got me the prettiest cards, and spoiled me too much!

Just when I thought I was done opening gifts, Will shared an exciting birthday surprise with me!

And I’m not going to share it with you until later.

Because I’m the birthday girl.

I am so excited about it!

We spent awhile over there, and even got to see Layla take her first steps! Definitely a special birthday memory. <3

My mom made my annual strawberry birthday cake, which was delicious as always. This year the frosting was even more spectacular. Which inevitably got me into trouble.

After cake I was wiped from all the birthday girl fun, so we went home and I took about an hour nap!

I got up and spent the next 5 hours in the kitchen cooking and prepping for the week ahead.

As silly as it sounds, I find it therapeutic, and love having time in the kitchen.

I made myself a yummy soup I will be sharing soon, I made Will a casserole for his lunch this week, and then made chicken and dumplings for dinner! I kept the chicken separate and added it to Will’s at the end, so I was able to enjoy the deliciousness of pure, white, bleached flour. Haha

Definitely not a typical eating weekend!

It was definitely a wonderful birthday weekend and I feel blessed to have my family so close. I’m off today which makes it even better!

Here’s a peek at what’s ahead:

-A pick-me-up smoothie recipe
-Brittny’s Boot Camp Workouts
-A healthy soup

Plus some odds and ends.

Thanks for letting me drone on and on about myself today.

We will resume normal, less “me, me, me” posting tomorrow! smile

see you on the other side

Well friends, it’s been a good decade.

However, it is time to say goodbye.

Before leaving the awesomeness that is the 20s, I wanted to take a moment to soak it all in and really look over some of the milestones of the decade.

Without further ado, here is a quick recap of the last decade.

20
Got married
Honeymooned in the Poconos
Moved in with Will
Still in school (blah)
Worked in the school’s transcripts department (big money!)

21
Turned 21!  Not a wild night (I was a pastor’s wife)
Had been married for a month
Still in school
Took a weekend quick trip to the mountains for a surprise getaway
Got a surprise Christmas Tree from Will
Started a blog!
Had major foot surgery

22
Graduated college with a BA in Communications
Moved to Kuwait the same day
Lived with my parents
Had the summer of unemployment (which turned out to be something I’m thankful for, looking back)
Went to Qatar
Started my job
Went home on vacation

23
Endured the heat
Went to Dubai, Will got to ski indoors!
brr!
Went home on a really long vacation (and got Boz and Lucy while we were there!)
Got a new job, turned out to be a really important move for my future,
Went to the Super Bowl (and sorry there are no pictures where they say there are… when I moved my old blog over I lost all the pics. Bummer)
champions!

24
Started The Blove Life!
Experienced a Kuwait earthquake
Went to Jordan and celebrated Thanksgiving there
me and p being brave and climbing rocks
Went home on vacation and went to the Fiesta Bowl
happy sooner couple- pre-loss

25
Applied for a job back home and got it!
Left Kuwait
Moved home
Bought a house, started the job, began making sense of life back in America
Got the bigs
Pups!
Went on the most amazing vacation of my life with P
in front of the library
Went to the OU national championship in Miami (and lost. Boo)
save the sooners

26
Stopped posting. :(
Got a promotion
Saw my BIL get married
I seriously love this picture- down with the longhorns!
Went to Chicago over Labor Day and visited my sister!
skyline
Went again over Halloween and saw Tiesto! Amazing concert
so much fun

27
Started school
It sucked
Still not posting much during this time
Got serious about eating right
Went to Broken Bow for an amazing glamping weekend away
DSC01882
Went to my Gran’s birthday party in Iowa
The Fam w Gran
Saw my sweet friend Terry get married and got to go to New York!
Bts
Celebrated my sister’s 21st in Chicago!
Sister friends

28
Continued to endure school
Still hardly posted
Went to Florida for the OU-Florida State game
WB<3
Found out my sister was going to have a baby
Cut my long hair!
A little scary at first!
Went to Green Bay and Minneapolis for vacation for old time’s sake
Go Pack Go
Found out my sister was having a girl, got to be there for the ultrasound

29
Finished school! AMAZING!
Celebrated by going to a murder mystery weekend
Stone Lion Inn
Started posting again
Saw my sister have a baby girl, cut her umbilical cord
Untitled
Began following a predominately vegetarian/vegan friendly diet
Got promoted last week

Oviously lots more I wish I could recap, but I had a hard time remembering, and I feel like this is a pretty good consolidation of the last decade. God is so good. I am so thankful for my family and the blessings along the way.

Thanks for following the journey one day at a time.

Here’s to another good ten years.

See you on the other side.

layered hair

Pizza in Trunks (and a whole lot more)

Hi friends!

It’s Thursday- and it’s my Friday!

I am incredibly jubilant about the opportunity for a vacation day and am looking forward to the time off.

My company instituted a new vacation policy this year whereby if you accrue 2.5 times your yearly vacation allowance, you stop accruing vacation altogether until you get your time down.

Bummer.

Things are always busy around my office (coupled with being understaffed), so I don’t take many days, so I have been battling “use or lose” time constantly since the rule went into effect.

The good thing about that, though, is that it has allowed me to take a much needed break from work.

I have a fun filled Friday planned too, which makes me happy.

But first, I feel I ought to recap last weekend (yeah, yeah I know…. “old news”).

That way when I’m old and in my 30s next month (wah!) I can fondly remember the good old days of being in my 20s.

My mom’s birthday was on Friday, so we went over to celebrate. My sweet sister made me my own vegan coconut crème pies! How thoughtful, right!? I was so touched by her sweetness!
Vegan coconut creme pies!

Sadly, my mom wasn’t feeling very well so we did not stay all that long so she could rest. She and my dad were leaving for Vegas the next morning, so we were all hoping she would feel better before they left.

And remember how I mentioned having Layla to myself on Saturday? Well, it didn’t end up turning out that way but it was still a good day!

I went to the gym early that morning and then got ready and went to the grocery store. The weather was supposed to be beautiful so the plan was for me, P, and Layla go to Target and look for some cute spring clothes and then take Layla to the park. And then enjoy a crisp glass of white wine. Perfecto!

Only, we didn’t end up doing any of that.!

I ended up going over to see them around 11 and we hung around for a little while.

We started feeling lazy and got into our usual rut of being comfortable and not wanting to leave the house. Plus, since Layla is teething, my sister is always a little nervous that she is taking a ticking time bomb to a public place that could detonate into a mess of tears and screams at any time. Yet, at the same time, we didn’t want to waste the day.

We contemplated a few things and then I mentioned it would be fun if we could still go do something that was sort of low key, but still allowed us to get out.

So we ended up going to Zam Zams for lunch! It is a middle eastern restaurant in the city that is very casual and perfect for our needs. It was like old times in Kuwait, sharing grape leaves and hummus with my sister and talking about a million different things. And Layla was so good too!

We ate outside to enjoy the day, and it was just such a good quick trip out! Afterward, we went back to the house and hung around so Layla could nap (which never ended up happening).
Zam zams!

Will and I needed to go to Sams, so we all ended up going and enjoying the fun excitement that is Sam’s Club. Ha!

Is that place ever empty?!

We got the things we needed… and then got their incredibly non-vegan Sam’s cheese pizza to go.

Yep, it happened.

On the way home, Layla passed out in the back of P’s car. She was exhausted from her busy day out, and hadn’t taken a proper nap all day. 

The last thing my sister wanted to do was get her out of the car and wake her.

So- the two of us ended up eating our pizza in the back of her car with the trunk door open while she slept.

What a sight!

Hey, you do what you gotta do with a teething, sleeping baby.

Afterward we watched some TV and went to sleep around 9.

Wild night.

P and Layla ended up staying with us that night, and around 3 that morning Layla was up crying.

I got up and went in to check on them and she was up for a good 45 minutes, and I feared she wasn’t going to go back to sleep for a while.

I have to admit, I wasn’t much help. I suppose I was there for moral support mostly? She finally drifted to sleep and slept several more hours.

Sunday seems like a big blur to me. We didn’t get out except to get a fancy new pooper scooper for the back yard.

Nice.

That way Will and I will both have one and can divide and conquer.

Good plan!

We had P and Layla over for dinner, and that was about it! I’m sure there is more to that day, but it seems like ages ago.

My allergies were giving me trouble Sunday and could hardly sleep that night. I ended up taking my second sick day with my company and allowed myself some time to rest.

I spent the day with P and Layla which was so nice!

I rested and monitored work from the couch, and we watched TV and movies all day. Definitely a lazy Monday, but it was definitely helpful because I am feeling better today.

And can finally breathe through my nose again.

Awesome! Haha

We also signed up something fun, and I can’t wait to share it with you guys once it happens!

And now it’s Thursday and I get another weekend all over again!

We have plans to take Layla to see the Easter bunny, but I’m not quite sure if that will still happen.

Remember how I said my mom got sick last Friday?

Yeah.

So it ended up being worse than we all thought.

My mom is such a freaking trooper.

So she woke still feeling sick Saturday morning, but she and my dad still continued forward with their travel plans. They ended up doing a million things during their weekend, from seeing a couple shows, to touring the town, riding in some fancy race cars, and who knows what else! All the while, my mom hadn’t had food or water since that Friday before she got sick.

How terrible, right?!

She is so stubborn and would not let my dad take her to an AM-PM clinic while they were there, so she pressed on.

What!?

They got in Tuesday night, and my dad took her to the hospital. They admitted her and immediately got her on an IV because of her severe dehydration. And when they finished that one, they started another. They ran an X-Ray and CT scan and determined there was some sort of blockage in her esophagus that needs to be removed.

Thankfully they were able to start fluids immediately.

Unfortunately she is still at the hospital and is still waiting to be hydrated enough before they can perform the procedure. :(

What a way to finish the week, right? Geez…

I am so thankfully she is doing better, and cannot believe how hard headed that woman is! We were all worried about her! but I know she wanted my dad to have a good time in Vegas since they had never been before.

So tomorrow might be a little relaxed and might just entail us hanging close to the house to spend time with our mom.

Plus I still haven’t seen their pictures!

So that’s my big weekend update and weekend preview.

Not sure what else is on the docket, but I’m sure you will hear all about it. smile

Lots of love. ❤

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