Thursday, May 29, 2014

Awkward and Awesome!



Awesome
-I’ve been eating a packed lunch at my desk every day this week due to dentist appointments, errands and other small things that get in the way of me actually eating on my lunch break. The other day I decided to toss in a pickle. When I opened my lunch the smell of pickles took me back to elementary school when my dad would pack my lunch. He always packed a sandwich, chips, a piece of candy and in a small Ziploc baggie, a few baby dill pickles. The pickles were always my favorite part, a salty treat to balance the sweet candy. Oh how I loved it when he’d pack my lunch.

-Just a few more sleeps until my summer vacation! I can’t wait! 

-On Memorial Day the electricity went out for a few hours late in the afternoon. I took the most glorious nap. It was exactly what I needed after a couple of days filled with yard work.

-My oven went out last weekend (not awesome). However, I bought a home warranty plan last June when I bought my house! Yay! The oven is covered under the warranty plan (which is set to expire in July). Talk about perfect timing!

-Snap chatting with my sister. She always sends me the best snaps. –or is it chats? What’s the correct lingo? Please advise.

-I recently discovered Humans of New York. It’s now my life’s mission to be featured. *Quick question- do you have to be a New Yorker? Do you think I could pass as a “local?”


Do people still take fun photos at the apple store?

Awkward
-Pulling up to my house and making eye contact with my neighbor’s “tween-aged" boy as he pees on the side of their house, gag.

- I’m a slow jogger but for some reason I feel the need to sprint past the “walkers” at the park (no I’m not referring to zombies, anyone else watch Walking Dead?) I feel very self-conscious when I pass people on the sidewalk. “Are they looking at my derriere giggle?” “They know I’m not a real runner, maybe if I run faster they won’t see me?” “Why on earth did I think it was OK to wear spandex in public? Anyway, after I sprint past them (usually it happens right as we’re approaching a hill) I get really winded and feel this consuming urge to start walking because, I don’t know…I CAN’T BREATHE from the quick sprint, but if I walk they will catch up to me…

-Seeing people you know at the park while you’re trying to jog. Do you stop and say hi? –I’m doing the couch to 5k app and there’s nothing I hate worse than having to stop mid-jog. I have this self-imposed rule that if I don’t finish the “day” without cheating or interrupting the app, then I have to repeat the “day” tomorrow. So, if I stop and talk to my acquaintance at the park, I will have to repeat the run tomorrow and it will ruin my plan to have the couch to 5k app completed before my vacation. Which will surely cause me to gain 10 pounds, which will confine me to a swimsuit cover-up and quite possibly ruin my trip. So allow me to take this opportunity to apologize, if I don’t stop and say hi to you at the park it’s nothing personal, I’m just trying to lose 10 pounds by tomorrow. Glad we cleared that up.

-No makeup Sunday, another self-imposed rule. I’m trying to go one day a week without makeup. It always lands on the day I need to do my grocery shopping. And I always see someone I know. My baseball hat can only disguise me so much. Oh the joys of living in a small town. There’s no such thing as going somewhere unnoticed.


-Sneezing right after you put on your mascara. Not Ideal. 

-Lying in the living room, taking that glorious nap (mentioned above) -sans pants and bra, when the doorbell rings. The neighbors came over to see if I had power. Did I mention that my door is surrounded by open windows that peer straight into the living room? Click here for reference. 

Have any awkward or awesome stories? I'd love to hear 'em! 


Tuesday, May 27, 2014

Home of the Brave

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It was the spring before 9/11. My cousin was graduating from the United States Naval Academy in Annapolis, Maryland. I was in the seventh grade.

I joined my grandparents for the most amazing trip that would touch me for the rest of my life.

We took a quick detour and visited the Big Apple. It was my first time in New York City and I fell in love. 

We watched Reba McEntire in her Broadway debut as Annie Oakley in “Annie Get Your Gun.” We went on a drizzly ferry ride and saw the Twin Towers, not knowing of the terror that would take place in that very spot months later.

Eventually we made our way to Annapolis. Like New York, it was something foreign. I was in awe as I looked upon the harbor, so many ships. It was a beautiful place, something out of a movie.

I remember wishing I was older, swooning over the officers in their crisp white uniforms. None of whom paid any attention to the shy 12-year-old girl.

It was a magical week, one that would teach me what it meant to be truly, deeply patriotic. Proud to be an American.

A feeling that would unify our country in just a few short months.

I felt it with every ounce of my being as I watched the many traditions leading up to graduation. 13 years later, I still remember the excitement I felt as I saw President Bush speak at the commencement ceremony. I watched with anticipation as his motorcade arrived behind the stage. I was mesmerized as the Blue Angels flew overhead.

It was the most spectacular week.

Months later, after 9/11, I thought about that graduation. Wondering how many of the men and women who crossed that stage would give the ultimate sacrifice. How many of them would be sent off to war, never to return home?

It was a hard concept to grasp for a 12-year-old girl.

I thought about the families who sat next to me. How many of them were at home filled with worry?

I can’t even begin to fathom what that must be like.

My words seem so small in comparison to their strength and courage.

Everything we have, everything we do, is made possible by the men and women who serve our country.

I am so grateful for their service and sacrifice.

I know I’m a day late, but I couldn’t pass this holiday without remembering those men and women in the crisp white uniforms…who touched the 12-year-old girl with their bravery.

Happy Memorial Day!   

Tuesday, May 20, 2014

'Tis the Season to Graduate!

Is this real life?

My baby brother has graduated college and my little sister has graduated high school.

Someone please tell me, where did the time go?

It seems like just yesterday we were playing outside in the sprinkler, jumping on the trampoline, waiting in line for one of the Harry Potter book releases, playing t-ball, obsessing over inflatable furniture, watching blue clues, wearing pigtails...

How is it already time for them to grow up? 

Being the older sister, I've always felt ages older than them...but now they are catching up to me. Now they are feeling more like my peers. We're actually friends. We have fun together. 

However, one thing remains the same: I still feel like their protector. I can't stand it when someone is mean to them. I hate to see them in any kind of distress...and I'm proud. So proud it feels as though my heart will burst.

Seeing them walk across the stage was truly wonderful. They've worked so hard. They've accomplished so much  (I'm smiling right now as I write this). I can't wait to see what their future holds.










Brandon & Mikayla- 

You guys are so special to me. I love you both so much. I hope you know how proud I am to be your big sister. You both bring me so much joy. Each of you are starting a new chapter in your life, entering the "real world" and going to college. I hope you savor every moment. Call me if you need anything, I'm always here...anytime, day or night. Have fun and make good decisions!

Love,
Your biggest cheerleader & big sister
-Brittney

Tuesday, May 13, 2014

feed me grapes


Last week I discovered our town's best kept secret. 


A local winery with endless charm.


I dream of picnics on a handmade quilt,
bare feet,
freshly picked grapes,
& reading books under this tree.


Pretending to be one of Jane Austen's heroines. 

Perhaps I'll be Emma, plotting my next match.


Or maybe I'm Elizabeth Bennet, naive to Mr. Darcy.


What it would be like to get lost in an enchanting story surrounded by grapes and vines...


absolutely perfect.

Friday, May 2, 2014

High Five for Friday!

Hello internet!

Can I just say, I love the weather! I love spring! I love the flowers! I love the sunshine! I love being outside! I love that it's finally May and summer is only one month away! I love it! I love it! Amen. 

Anyway, how was your week?

Mine was wonderful (hence my over usage of the explanation mark). 

Today I'm linking up with Lauren for H54F

Here's what I've been up to:

ONE.  My baby sister's prom! She looked stunning (I'm not bias at all...) 

She's as beautiful on the inside as she is on the out. 



That dress! Breathtaking! 

TWO. This week was perfect for patio dining. There's something soothing about eating a meal outside...especially when it's in the middle of a workday. Am I right? 

The CCC has a beautiful patio where I snuck away for a quick lunch. It was a gorgeous day!


THREE. Speaking of being outside, remember the little nest I found in the backyard last week?


Well they finally hatched! I wish you could hear them chirp.

I imagine them saying "feed me!" feed me!" 


FOUR. Last night I attended an event for work. I got to take home one of the centerpieces. 

Is there anything better than a bowl full of fresh roses?



FIVE. This weekend will be spent catching up with old friends. It's been too long since I've had a night out with the girls, I can't wait! 

I hope your week was as wonderful as mine! 

Happy Friday!