Wow! I have no idea where to begin this post. I seems like ages since we’ve talked. I have been so bad at keeping up with everyone’s blogs, including my own this week. As much as I’m not ready to leave home, I am ready for some normalacy… including a normal blogging life. I think that comment just sealed the deal on any questions of my nerdiness.

Because of the week long blogging drought I’m just going to delve into to random posting. This may be one you’ll want to read in installments- like 10 sentences Wednesday, 10 Thursday, etc.

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The other night Will and I were lying in bed. I had my head on his chest and he was “petting my hair.” He reached down to kiss the top of my head and he stopped and sort of sniffed. He kept sniffing and totally freaked out.

“Oh my gosh.”

“What!?”

“(in utter disgust) Oh my gosh! You smell like dog!”

Yes, my friends, apparently it’s true. We’ve become one of “those people.” I guess there was a hint of dog smell in my hair- gross or what!?

Lucy was walking on my back the other night and ventured to my head, and well, hence the dog smell. Ugh, I vow not to smell like dogs, okay. You can come and give me a sniff test tomorrow, in fact.

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I had an awkward moment with Will’s mom the other day. We have sooo much stuff in Will’s room and on his bed that we’ve decided to have our 6 suitcases in Will’s room and actually sleep in Dr. Vet’s (ha ha, that’s what we’ll call Will’s brother. He’s going to vet school and is almost done) room. We changed the sheets in his room the other night and I was raving about how awesome the set of sheets were. I could tell they had some age to them, but they were in great shape and very pretty.

Well, the next night Will, his mom, and I were sitting in the living room and Will randomly blurts,

“Did you want to tell mom what you really like and would like to have?”

I give him a vague look, realize what he’s talking about and am preparing to go for the jugular when I change my mind and try to play things off saying, “No, I was just making a comment about how nice those things were and nothing else, Will,” all the while giving him the look of death.

“Oh Britt! You went on and on! Mom, Brittny realy likes the pink and brown sheets upstairs and would like to have them.”

silent awkwardness. My MIL’s body and voice stiffens.

“My grandmother’s sheets? Those are very special to me. Besides, you guys don’t have a double bed.”

More awkward silence. I suddenly pray that Boz could fly downstairs and belt out a showtune to break up the discomfort of this conversation.

“When you come back and have your own house one day, maybe then you could have them.”

I seriously wanted to kill Will. I knew they were old sheets, and I really wished he wouldn’t have said anything. I felt like an idiot the rest of the night. I know it doesn’t seem like a big deal at all, but you could just feel the tension. Talk about trouble between the sheets!

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Can I simply just say that Fiber One is the most amazing cereal!? Ever.

Yes, Ever.

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Will and I went to visit his grandparents last weekend. They are the nicest people you will ever meet- and it’s clear to see why Will’s mom turned out as 100% perfect as she did with such great parents.

We always have a good time with them, but they always- and I mean always- try to guilt us into doing more family stuff. They wanted us to drive a few hours to go to some high school where Will’s cousin’s mother’s 2nd husband was going to be honored at a memorial service on Thursday (I’m not joking). I really think they were disappointed when we said we couldn’t go.

We stayed the night with them this past weekend. That Friday night Will’s grandpa asked us what time we would get up. Will told him we would like to sleep in a little bit, but that we wouldn’t be up too terribly late. The response to this answer was, “It’s vacation, you two sleep as late as you want!”

Well at 7:00 that morning there was a knock at the door. “Will?” no answer.

“Will?”

A muffled, “Yeaaah??”

“Breakfast will be ready in about 20 minutes.”

What the freaking crap!? Is there some freak gene in all old people’s bodies that makes them get up before God or something!? I swear, I’ve never met an old person that doesn’t sleep past 6:30. I guess Will’s grandparents thought 7:20 was plently late and we needed to get our vacationing butts out of bed. Gotta love morning wake up calls.

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What else!? There’s so much more… hmm…

Oh- I had another kill Will moment yesterday. In fact, I’m still very miffed about this one. Tomorrow night Will and I will be driving up to Oklahoma City for the freaking sole purpose of having a meal and turning around and driving right back.

Wait- it gets better. Not only are we going to simply drive, eat, and drive… we’ll also be in the company of Will’s brother and his potential wife to be. Honestly, I don’t know what she is. I guess she’s the girlfriend- ha, actually, I blogged about her last year! She’s Raymond! You may remember.

Anyway, we’re meeting Dr. Vet and Raymond in “The city” tomorrow night for dinner. It gets even better. We will be dining at Mickey Mantle’s Steakhouse.

Go ahead, before you keep reading, click on the link.

Did you check out the prices!?

Yes, the meat does not come with a side, you have to order that seperately- so you’re probably looking at about $40 a freaking person (drink, side, meat, tax).

Want to know the best part of all!?

Will told Dr. Vet that the freaking-a meal was on US!!! I really wanted to strangle the guy. I was so mad about the whole thing.

Ahahghghghaghh!!!!!!!!!!

Sorry, but just typing this got my blood pressure up again. I think it is so freaking frivolous to throw away $160 on a stupid dinner. When I think of a place like that I think it would be so much more fun alone as a couple, not with another couple and footing the bill. I could go on and on about this (trust me, I really could), but I’ll shut up, I promise. At least it’s in Bricktown, one of my favorite places.

So, that’s tomorrow’s big news.
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i can’t believe we’re leaving Sunday. It makes me sad. I have to take an earlier flight from OKC to Minneapolis on Sunday because of the dog situation. I have a 12 hour layover in Minneapolis! Ugh, talk about along trip home. It’s about a 17 hour flight from OKC to Kuwait, and that 12 hour layover might possibly put me over the edge! I doubt I’ll be posting again until I’m back in Q8, but I really wanted to post an update because God knows what I’l have to say between tomorrow’s dinner and when we get back to Kuwait, right!?

I’ve so missed you guys. I just got on the Nest and all the people that just posted I didn’t even recognize! ha ha, it’s amazing what you miss in a few weeks. Okay, now I sound like a loser.

Hope you all are doing well. I look forward to catching up soon. I’ve had such an amazing time back in the US, and it’s hard to believe I’m headed back.

Next time we talk i’ll be back in Kuwait! Have a great week and catch up with you soon!