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Thursday Things, 21 August 2014

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Alright sweets, we are nearly weekend bound. Let’s finish strong!

Let’s talk about how this week is most certainly not my best in terms of eating healthy.

Not.at.all.

It involved this 5,000 calorie cupcake.

I'm dead.

Plus Will had two softball games Monday, one at 6:30 and one at 9:30, also known as past my bedtime.

What do you do when you have a two hour gap between games?

You eat French fries and fried pickles.

Real life.

And then I felt like a big heavy greasy bomb was in my stomach and I kind of wanted to slip into carb coma and pass out until morning.

So I did.

It was raining for Will’s second game so I stayed in the truck and fell asleep.

Supportive wife.

I also got to spent some quality time talking to a dear friend this week.

Oh girls, I am so refreshed by our conversation! We are not extremely close, however we have a common bond and love for God that has allowed us to strengthen, encourage, and pray for one another. 

Winning.

I’m kind of pumped about the weekend.

It involves a trip to a nearby fair with a little two year old girl. I’ve never been more excited to sweat my butt off in 100 degree heat and pet smelly blue ribbon goats in my life.

Here she is last year. Where does the time go!?

The fair!

Speaking of time passing, Lucy turned 8 this week and Boz turns 8 this weekend.

I fully acknowledge they’re not real kids, but I seriously can’t believe how quickly our time has gone with these old pups.

In hindsight, I feel a little guilty about getting them during our 45 day vacation home from Kuwait back in 2006 (but there was really no other time unless we waited until we moved home).

What were we thinking!? Staying with my in-laws with unruly puppies biting, tinkling, and flopping about!?

the babies

I also cringe about how we tormented our neighbors with their yapping during the nearly 2 years they lived with us in Kuwait.

Bad neighbors. Bad dog parents.

It’s probably a good thing we didn’t have real kids back then. We were totally clueless.

Soooo I’m 100% positive I’m not preggo, but guys, I’m having some seriously strange and insatiable cravings lately.

Like some weird stuff. Last night for dinner Will had leftovers and I had a giant bowl of broccoli and then proceeded to squeeze tablespoon upon tablespoon of mustard over it.

WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME!?

Don’t google that stuff either or it will pretty much make you worry about everything.

Okay, that’s it for now friends. Check in tomorrow! 

The One with the Cat Rescue & Look Ahead

Okay, not a real cat rescue, but it felt Iike it!

As I’m sure all of you smart and responsible ladies know, you’re supposed to clean under your fridge once a year.

Yeah, let’s just say it’s been forever awhile for the B-Love family.

This weekend, we noticed our freezer wasn’t keeping things as cold as normal.

Before dropping $100 on a service call plus whatever other associated costs, one of the first recommended actions is to clean below your fridge.

Duh.

So at 9:00 Saturday night Will and I embarked on the great cat rescue.

I call it a cat rescue because, girls, there were no dust bunnies under there.

There were full-blown lions!

I am a little crazy about a clean house, so yeah- was kind of freaking out about the hidden animal sanctuary right under my nose.

Sheesh.

We decided not to conquer the lion’s den that night, and instead reserved the fun for yesterday.

Want to know how to push me over the edge?

Use a leaf blower inside the house I spent cleaning on Friday to clean the dust from the back of the fridge.

I was not a happy camper, and Will knew it.

I quickly de-dusted some of the surfaces, but by the time we finished yesterday it was nearly 5 and I was spent.

In fact, most of yesterday was spent doing painfully responsible things. Like getting new tires, putting a new doorbell on the house, ironing, and prepping for the week ahead. Boo!

Oh, and as an aside, what is it about doorbells that make dogs go berserk?

I suppose I didn’t even really give you a weekend recap so much as confessing my lack of under-the-fridge-cleaning and frustration for my husband’s indoor leaf blowing action.

The rest of the weekend was good and fairly uneventful. We did our usual weekend things and also tried to rest a little. I even got to spend some quality time with mom and Layla.

Oh, and on Saturday night Will also proposed. On one knee and everything.

That’s right, girls, it’s official. I’m currently the co-owner of one of Will’s fantasy football leagues.

How did I get so lucky!? wink

So part of Saturday night was also spent doing research and discussing strategy. Exciting things, my friends.

Here I am researching...sort of.

Fantasy footballing

This past weekend was also the second to last weekend before the craziness of football season!

I know I say this all the time, but seriously, how is it already football season again!?

So let’s take a look at what’s coming up this week:

-Food lately
-Evening TV busters
-Thursday Things
-Are we good enough?

Alright my dears, that’s it for now. Here’s to a good Monday full of fresh starts and clean refrigerators. 

The One with the Garage Overhaul & Look Ahead

Oh.my.stars.

I’m not going to say I’m glad it’s Monday, however I will say I’m glad this past weekend is behind us.

Hopefully you did something exciting or restful so I can vicariously live through you.

In fact, please tell me what you did so I can vicariously live through you.

Our weekend?

Was spent overhauling our garage.

Plus it was humid and a 137 degrees outside.

Terrific.

Admittedly, the garage needed some serious work.

It was pretty junky.

However, with competing demands to fix up Will’s man cave and overhaul the office (which is still on the horizon), the garage was most certainly an afterthought.

Plus, we honestly had no need to.

Now, however, we have to squeeze three vehicles and a motorcycle into our cluttered space, and that was not going to work!

Sooo Saturday was spent completely taking our garage apart and refashioning it to fit the new situation.

Oh man. Talk about exhausting.

Here’s where we started.

Before

Total junk city.

Please don’t judge.

When we moved back from Kuwait, everything we owned was shipped in footlockers...which were then (mostly) unpacked (or repacked) and placed in our garage.

That meant the footlockers were the first place we started.

We pulled everything out, went through them, washed them, and placed them in our storage shed.

That took forever.

And sheesh those things were heavy. Most were (and still are) filled with lots and lots of hardback books.

The rest were filled with all sorts of random treasures. Haha

We had lots of people that slowly drove by our house. I can’t be sure, but I think they thought we were having a garage sale.

I have no idea why they’d think such a thing…

During

After everything was out, we started garage reassembly.

Did I mention it was a thousand degrees and humid? Check out Will’s shirt in this pic. That was pretty much how we both looked.

During

Glamorous.

My parents were very thoughtful and brought us big Sonic teas and checked in on our progress.

It was good to see them, and it was good to force myself to stop and drink!

Speaking of hydration, oh man. I was a drippy, sweaty mess Saturday and super dehydrated.

I’m a wilty flower not cut out for buggy, dirty, garage work.

We started at 12:45, finished a little after 9:00, sweat buckets, peed once (seriously- only once 😟), and skipped dinner.

But we finished.

Thank God.

And it looks pretty darn good!

After

The whole time I was aching and sweating everywhere all I could think about was pizza.

I told myself it would be my reward for all the hard work.

Pizza, breadsticks, and a brownie. A complete cheat meal trifecta.

However, after we both showered it was after 9:30 and Will was all, “My body is so achy and the heat had zapped my appetite. I couldn’t eat a thing.”

Seriously man!?

For some reason Will not wanting to eat a giant carb infested meal with me took the fun out of the whole experience. Instead I ate two brownies and called it good (but was bummed about the pizza, not gonna lie).

I was a little worried Will was going to be stiff as a board Sunday morning. He kind of overdid it and was hurting pretty bad.

We both hobbled to bed, all old and battered, and were down for the count.

We didn’t set alarms yesterday, and ended up sleeping until 9:30. We opted not to go to church and watched it online instead.

The rest of the day was spent prepping for the week ahead- laundry, cooking, and the like.

Bor-ing.

I did manage to take 15 minutes to see my parents and tan, so that was nice.

Definitely not a glamorous weekend, but one that needed to happen. It feels good to have it done, and I’m thankful it’s over!

Can I totally switch gears for a second and tell you how much my heart is hurting for our brothers and sisters and their children in Iraq right now?

Between all that’s been going on in my life here, I’ve been watching the news frequently for updates. Having lived in a country that neighbored them, I somehow continue to feel connected to that part of the world.

Let’s definitely remember to keep them in our prayers today and the rest of the week.

So now we embark on another week. I have some fun things lined up, and I hope you’ll check in!

Here’s a quick look at what’s ahead:

-Blog talk (and a laundry soap recipe!)
-Working out in the midst of transition
-Thursday Things
-Streams of Consciousness (um, and I haven’t written this one yet but I have a feeling it will be long, so break it into sessions or do what you have to do, but don’t miss out!)

That’s it! My long weekend of garage cleaning. Very exciting. smile

Check in tomorrow and have a good day! 

Thursday Things : 17 July 2014

Okay, nerd alert.

During the dog days of summer, when all our usual shows are off until fall, Will and I fill our evenings with a variety of things.

Sometimes it’s house related stuff, other times we’ll go for a walk, and a lot of the time we will catch up on some of the box sets we own but haven’t watched.

If you don’t remember, box sets were pretty much our major mode of television while we were in Kuwait, so we have lots.

Will is a big fan of the Andy Griffith Show and bought the series soon before leaving Kuwait. 

Can we please just camp out for a second and laugh that Will loves that show?

I think it’s adorable, and I never quite understood why.

Because I’m a millennial, maybe?

Anyway, between the move home, the overwhelming options of cable TV, and life, we never watched it.

Sooo, guess what we’ve been ending our nights with lately?

Yep. An episode of The Andy Griffith Show.

You know what? I find it incredibly endearing and totally get why Will loves it.

I also think Andy is so darn charming, and I can’t get over how young Ron Howard was in the first season.

Will’s parents and grandparents are staying with us tomorrow and part of Saturday.

I think it’s safe to say you know what I’ll be doing on my day off tomorrow.

Creating the fake house.

Oddly enough, I’m way more relaxed about it this year than in times past.

Maybe because I’m over 30?

Because we’ve been married over 10 years now?

I have no idea.

Last time they both came I went total commando on the house.

Washing outside windows, cleaning stuff with toothbrushes, making Will clean crown molding.

What!?

This year I’m like, “Eh. The outside windows are fine.”

I’m still cleaning away tomorrow, but I think I’m making progress with my obsessive cleaning?

I’m making tiny goodie bags with bottled water, a few snacks, candy, Chapstick (yes, my homemade batch), and a thanks for staying note, too.

A little over the top?

Don’t answer that.

I find I’ve become a little crazier more hospitable at my old age. I used to stress so much about making everything perfect that I forgot to actually enjoy myself.

Now I’ve lightened up a smidge (but don’t ask Will or he will probably tell you it’s less than a smidge), I want to enjoy my time with company.

Who the heck am I!?

Alright, that’s all for now.

Any randomness you care to share?

WIOW: A Weighty Pep Talk

Wiow

Today we are talking something most women loathe:

Weight.

I had to laugh a little, because I posted about this very topic last year nearly at the exact same time. Ha!

You know, it never gets easier seeing that number! Here I am again a whole year later seeing that number and having the exact same reaction!

So let’s work it out today.

Working it out in our minds, that is.

I’m probably in good company when I say I’m among a multitude of women that feel they have to be a certain number on the scale.

Why is it such a big deal!?

Obviously, I should be completely fine about what the scale says.

WRONG.

The truth is, sometimes I’m not fine and need a reminder that it’s “just a number.”

Because sometimes?

Sometimes it doesn’t feel like just a number.

It feels like an anchor weighing me down!

Pun intended.

It’s not the weight pulling me down, overall I’m pretty happy with how I look.

It’s just that pesky number.

So if you’re out there and have ever felt the same way, hopefully today’s public self talk session will help you, too!

1. It’s just a number.

It really is...mostly.

The number on the scale cannot accurately depict what makes up that number, so it’s important to realize you (you meaning me smile ) may need to do some more investigating to really understand your body composition.

As shown in past posts, fat looks very different and takes up quite a bit more space than muscle!

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2. What’s really bothering me?

This one is sort of tied to number one. Is it the number, or is it the composition behind the number?

Am I bothered by how much I weigh, or by what makes up that weight?

Honestly, as shallow as it may sound, it’s the number.

And that? Goes against everything I say I believe about being strong, healthy, and proud of our fearfully and wonderfully made bodies!

Silliness.

Do I feel healthy?

Check.

Do my clothes fit the way I want then to?

Check.

Is my diet and exercise routine consistent with my goals?

Check.

So what does that mean?

Get.over.it.

3. What if I don’t want to get.over.it.?

Then we need to realign our goals to be more in line with reducing that number.

That means taking a look at current exercise and nutrition and modifying accordingly.

Add 10 extra minutes to your cardio workouts each day, and/or take it easy on the peanut butter each night (preaching to myself here).

Scale

4. What else?

Girls, we need some self-loving talk! We need to be telling ourselves we were made beautifully in God’s image, and believing it.

I’ve posted about this topic a trillion times, but we are way too hard on ourselves!

Pick the features you like, play them up.

Features you’re not so crazy about? Acknowledge them.

I started “making” myself look at my least favorite spots. In the past, I would immediately cover areas I disliked.

Now?

Looking at these flaws makes me more comfortable with them. I’ve still got cellulite, by golly, but most of the female population does.

Instead of pretending it’s not there, I’ve begun coming to terms with the fact that, as much as I’d like to live in denial, just because I don’t look at it doesn’t mean it’s not there! smile

Why am I holding myself up to a completely unattainable standard?

I have no aspirations of competing, and no goals of 12% body fat, so why would I expect not to have the cellulite I’ve had all my life magically disappear without a major reevaluation of my diet and exercise?

Exactly.

I need to ease up on myself and be kinder. Chances are, you need to do the same with your beautiful self, too!

Hopefully next time we have to step on the scale, we will be mindful of these things and go easy on ourselves, especially if we are living a healthy lifestyle.

You are beautiful and made unique by the Creator, so less head trash talk and more uplifting empowering talk!

More to come! ❤️

The one where we didn’t kill each other, and look ahead

Hi lovelies!

It’s Monday, but we can make it.

Five work days to get three days off (Or in my case, four work days days to get four days off! 😃).

I’ll take it.

But before I get ahead of myself, I think it’s a good idea to celebrate this past weekend and hit a few highlights.

Friday started with a beautiful and freeing view.

good morning OKC

As well as a not so healthy breakfast treat.

P and I had lunch together, which made the work day so very bright! We had sushi and enjoyed good company. It totally made my day!

Friday night was less exciting. Will and I had a date at Lowe’s to get stuff to hang pictures in his room.

It got crazy ya’ll. 

Hanging away

Saturday was a little more eventful.

I got up an an ungodly hour to workout.

A total glutton for punishment.

I love how making small changes to my usual routine can make such a big difference. I upped my reps from 12 to 15 and am paying for it today.

I ended up finishing my workout outside with a series of burpees, shuffle squats, and crunches, and got to see the sun peek from the horizon. Very beautiful.

Then it was time to wrangle up the dogs for a trip to the vet for shots.

I’ve mentioned a time or two what an ordeal it is to take everyone at the vet at the same time. Saturday was no different.

And Boz has another infection in his anal glands. Wee!

Aaand Teddy is shedding her summer coat, so she molted all over me.

Molting Teddy
Yay!

Thank goodness she’s an outside dog. I think I could have made a blanket with all her fur!

After the fun, we napped, got around, and saw Moms’ Night Out!

Such a good movie. I loved it, while Will wasn’t as impressed.

After the movie we went to church and grabbed some dinner.

Around 11:00 we were wakened by our sweet Lucy puking.

And then again after midnight.

Middle of the night vomit cleaning. It’s exciting stuff.

Between the late night surprise, and the early Saturday start, I was completely exhausted, so Sunday didn’t start until 8:45!

I hate when I start the day so late, but man I needed the rest.

I made a quick trip to the store for the week, and the next few hours were devoted to hanging pictures in Will’s room!

Remember how this endeavor usually causes immense pain, arguing, and agony between us?

Well, I don’t know if we’ve grown less feisty in our old age, or if maybe hitting the ten year mark made us realize, “Welp, this is it. Let’s just settle down and be a little more tolerant of each other’s annoyances.”

Whatever the case, we successfully hanged six pictures without a single argument.

Cue the hallelujah choir.

Seriously. It’s kind of a divine miracle.

Hanging away

After that fun, we spent a little time with my family, I did some chores, and we watched some shows.

And, here we are again.

Monday morning.

But we can do it, guys!

Three. Day. Weekend.

Focus!

In fact, let’s get to the good stuff. Posts.

Here’s a look at what we will be talking about this week: 

-Green Monster Protein Pancakes
-Pushing yourself to try some push-up variations
-Things I’m loving Thursday
-And why sometimes you’ll find me smelting gold (it’s true)

So check in this week for more fun and adventures. Until tomorrow, be a light! ❤️

Thursday Confessions: The House Edition

1. Now that you have refrigerator rights, I feel I can be totally real and lead off with a huge home confession:

I have a complete internal meltdown when people wear shoes inside my house.

Complete.internal.meltdown.

You can probably see the color start to drain from my face, and the smile fade from my mouth.

I hold it together on the outside, but guys?

I’m dying inside.

2.Sooo chances are if you were ever to pop in unannounced, you would find we use Walmart sacks as trash bags.

Very Classy.

This has been a “thing” at our house, oh for about five years now.

Yep. True story.

I used to throw a total fit about it, but after while got tired of arguing with Will about the trashiness of it all (no pun intended haha). The truth is, we have a freakishly large amount of Walmart sacks and I guess we are putting them to good use?

I disgust myself.

3. Favorite chore: Dust busting with my new Dyson handheld. smile

My new toy

Least favorite chore: Dusting & cleaning the shower

4. Speaking of dusting, how often do you guys dust your blinds and baseboards? 

I’m not really sure what constitutes “normal dusting.” I usually do basic surfaces every week, but do in depth dusting, to include baseboards and blinds, twice a month.

Too much?

Not enough?

Help!

5. Will and I have a heightened sensitivity to the way our house smells.

Like for real.

Do you guys do that too?

We kind of sort of have a mini breakdown in the Sam’s aisle during the spring-summer months when we religiously check to see the scents they have only to realize they never ever carry what we need EVER during the warmer months.

Did the Sams people ever consider that vanilla and apple cinnamon are always in style!?

ALWAYS!?!

Sheesh.

So yeah, we pretty much hoard those two scents on the fall and winter when we can get them in bulk at Sams. Hey, you gotta do what you gotta do.

That’s enough for me. Any household confessions to get off your chest?

Cooking Up a Home Project

It’s Tuesday, and someone didn’t plan very well.

Which is untypical, because that someone is a good planner.

Kind of.

Sometimes.

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I had hoped to share a super delicious recipe I had made over the weekend and plaster pictures all over today’s post, telling you how it’s the perfect thing to bring to your Easter brunch.

Except, I didn’t make the aforementioned super delicious recipe as anticipated.

Instead of plastering food pics all over this blog, I plastered tape all over our spare bedroom.

I’m terrible at that, by the way.

Will, God love him, knows this fact, and relieved me of my “helper” duties early in the process.

I’m pretty sure I was hurting more than helping.

Perhaps it was the blue little smiley face I made for him?

Such a child.

I’m also positive he will not ask me to help him paint this coming weekend.

I will not protest this decision. I’m pretty sure I would be a terrible painter. Obviously not on purpose, but I could see how my clumsiness could cause us trouble.

(Taupe footprints on the floor, anyone?)

So could Will.


Because we both practically stroke out anytime we have to do a house project with one another
, we’ve decided to take a different approach over the last couple of years.

Hey, know your limitations, right? I’ll clean the house, help move everything back into the room once the paint dries, and make him brownies. And we’ll call it good.

In case you hadn’t guessed, we started a home project recently that is driving me bananas.

I think Will knew if we didn’t at least tape the room this past weekend, I might actually go crazy.

Right now we have everything from that room piled high in the other room, and the clutter is nearly breaking me into hives.

I already have clutter in the office, and one room is enough.

I call it clutter, Will calls it progress.

He’s cute.

Anyway, the good news is that we have a little bit of a timetable because Will’s parents are coming to stay with us at the end of the month, which means everything in the spare bedrooms has to be in its rightful place. Or at least close.

Does any one enjoy doing these types of projects?

I sure don’t, and neither does Will.

Obviously we want the end result, but the work it takes to get there flat sucks.

The truth of a lot of things, I suppose. The reason why we drag ourselves to the gym some days and pass on that donut in the office break room.

Worth.It.

I’m just ready to have everything back in its rightful place.

Except… after this project we have another, and another, and one more.

Being an adult is so much fun sometimes! Ha.

I was going to take a picture and share for you guys, but Will said “no” (because everything is a mess).

Oh, and in case you’re wondering, he wasn’t humored by my blue tape-y smiley face either.

What a curmudgeon. smile

So yeah, delicious recipe. Like this one here, here, or here.

Until then?

Let’s talk paint and all things that make you want to pull your hair out.

Are any of you doing home projects this spring?

Why Sometimes I Eat Thin Mints

Sooo, I wanted today’s post to be all about my first day.

However, when I stopped to think about how overwhelming Monday probably would be, plus the fact it would be my first day battling life as a commuter (which means getting home late), I thought I better play it safe and write this post on Sunday.

So that’s what happened.

I figure I will share some highlights about my first week on Friday!

With that in mind, I didn’t really have anything else planned for this post.

Which means we are both in trouble.

We could talk about how Will is sabotaging me.

Help!

Yes, there’s two in that pic.

Regular people eat one, and save the other one for later.

I’m not regular.

I eat both pretty much back to back.

I disgust myself.

Or we could talk about my own self-sabotage.

For Will… Minus the row if thin mints I ate

Will loves Girl Scout cookies (who doesn’t!?), so I surprised him with four whole boxes last week.

He was very appreciative.

Only… Will is regular (see Reece’s story above). He can open a row of thin mints, eat a few, and stick them back in the freezer.

(Because everyone knows that’s where they belong)

Surprisingly, even though I love all things sweet, the Girl Scout cookies don’t get to me that much.

In fact, we even have a Sam’s size box of Grandma’s Cookies that don’t tempt me much these days either.

Except…

Last Friday Will was out late at a friend’s for poker night. Which meant I was left to my own devices.

Around 10:30, you know, the perfect time to eat 600 calories in one sitting, I decided I would sneak a few of his thin mints.

He had half a row left in the freezer.

Who does that!?

Regular people.

I ate three, and called it good. After all, I had cake for my going away party and also splurged at my mom’s birthday dinner.

Five minutes later I decided, “Oh what the heck, let’s call this a cheat ‘day’,” and ate the rest.

Not regular.

Irregular.

Whatever.

Anyway, as I reflected on the day, I was surprisingly okay with it.

What’s crazy is that a couple of years ago, I would have felt like a total failure.

Like I had to punish myself the following day by eating less and exercising more.

I finally have such a healthy relationship with food and my body, that I’m okay having a “bad” eating day like that every now and then. Mainly because I eat so healthily all the time.

It’s living my life and enjoying the going away parties, birthdays, and even occasional late night snacks that keep me from eating an entire loaf of bread over a weekend (Real life).

Setting my mind on things above instead of earthly things or my past food fixation has helped me immeasurably.

No, I don’t recommend eating two giant Reece’s a day or eating a row of thin mints before bed every night. I’m just saying finding your own balance can go a long way to enjoying your life and still reaching personal goals.

I received two super thoughtful compliments while at the gym this weekend, and it’s not because I spend hours doing cardio or not eating carbs. It’s because I’ve found my healthy balance and no longer obsess over food and exercise. Definitely felt good to realize that this weekend.

Here’s to a healthy recovery week for me, and a healthy week for you! <3

The One With Sticky Paws & Look Ahead

I don’t want to start this post bragging, but I’m off today guys.

Remember how I said I want to manage my pie better?

Will has today off, so I went ahead and requested it off, too.

Wonderful decision.

I was so happy last night knowing I wouldn’t have to go into work today.

Oh, and sorry!

I’m being rude!

How was your weekend? Tell me about it!

Our weekend was nice, and it’s even better since it’s not over!

Friday night started with bloodcurdling shrieks from the garage.

Long story short, Will was out there and I left the door into the garage cracked and didn’t think much of it.

After while, he came inside and we about our normal business. About 10 minutes later, we began to hear constant ear piercing barks.

We immediately sprang into action, trying to account for the pups.

Boz was inside, but Lucy was nowhere to be found.

We quickly realized she was in the garage.

She was in the dark and going absolutely bananas, guys.

Her barks were so frantic and high pitched and stressed.

When we flipped on the light, we saw she was stuck to a glue trap!

Ugh, oh Lucy.

She was completely panicking trying to get it off, and we were obviously freaking out too because we could tell she was in pain.

Will immediately grabbed her and tried to keep her still.

Boz and Lucy both have joint problems (comes with the Maltese breed) and we were fearful of her little knees coming out of socket (they have, and it’s no fun).

While he held her, I got scissors and hurriedly went to hacking away.

Oh friends, the things you do for those you love. You wouldn’t believe the things on that glue trap.

I don’t do bugs.

Seriously- I do not do them.

And mice?

Don’t even go there.

Not only were there dead crickets and spiders completely adhered to that thing, but girls, oh girls, there was a dead baby mouse there too!

And as I wildly tried to cut part of the trap away from my poor Lucy’s paw, my hands were all over all those things.

Ugh.

Real life. Actually happened

Totally shuddering now just thinking about it.

We got the bulk cut away and were able to then gently pry her loose without any chemicals.

She was a mess, ya’ll.

She finally calmed down enough for us to clean her up and wipe her poor, sticky sore paws.

Wild Friday night at the B-Love house.

Understandably, she was wiped out after all that excitement.

Wiped out after her "exciting" day

Um, I don’t even remember what we did after that. Haha

When I think back to Friday, all I can hear is Lucy shrieking so loud my ears nearly bled, and all I can see is that dang buggy glue trap.

Saturday was pretty typical. Will went to work, and I worked out.

My legs are sore! I changed up my routine a bit (hello lunges!), and really tried to focus on my muscle contractions. I changed my tempo a bit, it made a huge difference, and I had a great workout!

I did a little cleaning, got around for the day, and headed to the grocery store.

Will was home when I got back, so we unloaded together and caught up on a couple shows.

We decided to catch a matinee, so we headed to the theatre to see Lone Survivor.

Such a good movie. So real, and so moving. I am always so thankful for our military, and this movie was another reminder of just how much our service men and women sacrifice.

After our movie, we came home and I did some food prep and we caught up on some of our shows.

Prep

We only had about 5% free space on our DVR, so we were able to clear off a few hours. We both ended up falling asleep on the couch in the midst of a CSI episode.

We’re so old.

Yesterday we were slackers and didn’t go to church. Fail. We slept in past 8, and it felt so good. We got a few things done around the house, and I headed to the gym for a quick workout.

It was so busy!

I hate busy.

I spotted a girl I’d never seen before totally killing shoulder presses with 40 pound dumbbells.

“What a stud,” I thought to myself.

I can’t seem to break 35. I can get 6-7 off with 35, and I know I could do 40 if I had a spotter, but there’s no one at the gym I’d ever really feel comfortable asking to help.

I went over and gave her props and told her I totally hope to do the same. We chatted a bit and I think we’re going to try to work out together in the next couple weeks!

I’m sort of nervous/excited about it. I’ve rarely lifted with other people.

It always seems awkward and weird, like do we do the same sets at the same time? Alternate? Stand and watch while the other does a set?

You see what I mean?

Probably not. I’m just crazy.

After my workout, Will and I took a quick trip to wash his beloved car.

Have I ever told you guys about our 3rd car?

Oh geez. I won’t today, but it’s Will’s “baby.” It’s sort of sentimental for both of us. We had it before we even got married.

And the sleazy car salesman was totally fine with me cosigning for the car as Brittny “B-Love” (Will’s last name) despite the fact we weren’t even married. Haha

Good times.

Anyway, after we washed the car, it was football time!

My dad came over to watch the game, while I went over to see my mom, sister, and Layla.

P and Layla were napping when I got there, so I got to chat with my mom about recipes, cooking and getting stuff done in the evenings. I enjoy hearing what others do for dinners.  I always walk away with tips and ideas for my own dinners!

Layla woke, and I had fun playing makeup and cooking, and blocks. She just gets cuter.

After the Bronco’s game, I came home and made dinner. I made Will some super delicious football food for the 49ers game:

Football fare

Looks pretty. I also made some brownies. I wish I could tell you I didn’t sample any, but yeah, I totally did. They were delicious.

Today is all about relaxing and spending time together. I got a good workout in, and now I’m ready to tackle the day.

Here’s a look at what I’ll be sharing this week:

-A one minute dessert (it’s true!)
-New Year, New Challenge WIOW

-January Ipsy Review

-And how I’m a total broken record

Check in tomorrow for more fun. Now I’m off to enjoy my day! <3

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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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