Wednesday, April 29, 2009
So today something remarkable happened.
Gosh thats little, but if you see here there are a few important aspects to note. Number one aspect, yes I am playing Mafia Wars on Facebook. You should add me as your friend, then add me as your Mafia kahooter. So we can be in kahoots together. Next thing to note. You see under Academic Planning (this is on BYU's website) you see my name. Brittany H, roll your eyes over to the right where you see 08, March 1988. See when I was a senior in High school I had some issues filling out when my birthdate is. Really iTs 03 August 1988. I confused the month and date. Which is an easy mistake. Right? Well then you see that I am female. Then you see....
IM A SENIOR!!!
So I have Senioritis. I will have it ALL year long!
And Im a Senior, and getting married. "Hey Brittany when did you get married?"-Random person that sees me and doesn't know me very well, but knows me enough to ask me this. "When I Was a Senior in COLLEGE"-Brittany
Wahoo for me. One more year to go.
Oh and the best part about it is..I can still fit into those pants I was wearing up there in the Senior in high school picture. Even though some stuff hangs over and Im a bit softer.....Its okay though.
If you want to call this moving in.
Don't worry that is not really our apartment. I wish. Ours is more like your bedroom. Yes your bedroom. Minus that extra space you have around your bed. We don't have any extra space.
And there is only one outlet in the bedroom.
That could be a problem.
In order to get in the fridge this morning. I had to stand about 3 feet away, lean over and lay my body on boxes then shimmy the fridge door open. Grab the milk before the door shut on my arm. I think I forgot to put it away, which wont be a problem because its cold enough in there to chill milk.
I'm happy though. I'm happy I won't have to move again in awhile.
Chelsea (Brad's sister) only brought with her pancake mix and candy. Perfect. We don't even have a microwave nor a toaster. We are really living the hard life. :)
But I love it.
I packed from 8 Am to midnight yesterday. And I don't have sheets on my bed.
But its our apartment. And that makes it perfect.
Monday, April 27, 2009
I added all my GMail drafts, which was previously my online journal. Now I use this. LDSJOURNAL.COM its perfect. Everyone do it. So easy.
Also I am trying to plan my wedding.
If I could just have someone do everything for me and all I have to do is walk out there. That would be perfect. Absolutely perfect.
Right now....I just wish everyone would be happy with anything. Like Brad and I are.
WEll we don't want overalls and gingham at our wedding.
There is so much to plan. So many little things. I dont even know who or how Im going to do my hair. My dress is getting altered. It might be too low cut. I wont find out till like a month before my wedding. Find a new dress. Ugh. What about a veil?
What about tablecloths?
What about should the bridesmaids wear red shoes?
Should I wear red shoes?
My colors are red and blue. Blue teal. Not American Pride blue and red. Not that I dont have American Pride. I do. I really do.
On a happier note. Brooke took this picture of us. In November. Right after we met. We had kissed, but it was still in the awkward stage.
So now we are getting married. In sixty 1 days. Or 61. Either is true.
And Im poor. I guess this is a blog to record my thinking process today.
Poor, a lot of planning to do, but happy.
I guess if I wasn't happy I wouldn't say that I wasn't on here.
I'm glad I don't have school. Until June 15. Stats. Yuck.
What else was I going to post to the world?
I can't remember.
Thursday, April 23, 2009
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
They performed at the avalon. Hello Helicopter. Dont worry, the bathrooms were disgusting. Just like I am disgustingly in love. Actually...bad comparison. Scratch that.
This I believe is one of Brad's best friends. Scottie. Or it could be someone else. But Scottie has red hair...so... Ryan is in Brad's band. For the sake of messing up I wont tell you his role in the band. But he is awesome.
Brad is the drummer. He called me yesterday after he studied from 10 to 5. Roughly. With me interrupting every five minutes when I was sitting next to him. I quizzed him. He is genius. He said this to me.
Oh hi Brad. How did you do!!?!?!?!??!?!
I don't think I want to be a doctor anymore.
You LIAR. What did you get!!!!!!!!
Ya Im marrying a genius.
This here, yes right here is a shot of the band. Brad is playing the guitar on this very song. HE is the second one over from the left. And no the first one is not naked chested. He has a nude colored shirt on.
Oh here he is again. I do not usually get up there. Its a crazy fest. Crazy Crazy fest.
Being disgustingly in love is awesome. I love it. Thanks Crystal for inspiring me to say that for the rest of my life.
Oh and thanks to somebody else for allowing me to steal these photos off your facebook page. Your camera is better than mine. SHhhh dont tell my camera. I guess you didnt allow me. I doubt you will ever even know though.
Oh Im dying my hair today.
And I slept one hour last night due to finishing an art book. I hope my teacher doesn't read that on my blog.
I watched two movies. Brad slept through two movies.
He twitches in his sleep.
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Just be thinking about who you want to marry as you look at my Easter pictures. If you cant decide who you want to marry, then just forget about it. Maybe you just want to be single forever. Thats cool too. :)
Maybe I am just a little focused on marriage right now. It doesnt mean you have to be too. You can find happiness elsewhere. Like if you are already married, probably your kids, or your job, or your husband. Freak I cant wait till Brad is officially my husband. Fiance is so....boringly cliche. Sorry for whoever invented that word. They are probably long gone anyway. Back to Easter. Oh and finals. I just took my last one today. If I could make a bulleted list and publish it to the nation of what the BYU testing center is like...it would say the following.
A lot of farting.
From the man behind me.
He must not have known that is usually not acceptable in front of people, unless its your fiance. No deeper meaning there.
Smart people surrounding you. Don't compare your notes to theirs, most likely they are doing an equation that has symbols you have never seen. It's discouraging.
Bacteria. Probably everywhere.
Hotness. Shoving over 500 people into one room with desks so close you have to walk sideways to get to the end of the tunnel.
Positive things, like a water fountain in the back of the place. But that can be negative because when everyone is glaring you down for interrupting them by brushing their shoulders...its not worth the fifteen second drink that will just be sweated off in two minutes anyway..
Another positive thing. They have those gray chairs with a desk, as opposed to the porcelain looking chairs that hurt really bad. Gray plastic reclining, go for those. But that also is negative because everyone wants those. And there are only twenty out of 500 of them.
Sweat from the person in front of you. Dripping on your desk.
Walking downstairs and seeing GREAT next to your test score. Then realizing you didnt follow your id number over right, and yours actually says 54%. (Not connected to me...at least not this time :))
Side tracked something serious.
Faith has this problem..she thinks she is chunky. We tell her she isn't but still she refuses to leave the scale for fear she might be gaining. Okay that was the hugest lie ever. But she is cute. And her shirt says something about candy. Which Summer bought for her. Summer my sister, not the season. Pretty sure the season cant buy things. I wish, then it would buy me fifty pairs of j crew flip flops. With alligators on them. There is something about Easter. And football on Sunday. What....its a family activity....right? Happy Anniversary Mom and Dad :) 30th...right? Still practicing the whole 'threshold' thing. At random times Brad likes to look at me, hold his arms out and whisper, "threshold." Right after my heart drops into my large intestine I jump up and we exchange that look of completion, like sweet we are going to rock the whole 'threshold' thing. Good thing we have been practicing for months.
Friday, April 17, 2009
I was taking pictures of Landon and Brad playing pool, then something sparkly on my left hand caught my eye. Wow I forgot about it. I know you probably did too. So I just reminded you.
My mom grew up with these fine ladies, and it was their daughters who were throwing the party. Peggy, Landon, Me, Brad, Brooke, and Betsy. And we are all practically related.
Brad, I have told you a million times, this is a family blog. You shouldnt do that, because I can use that against you to show the world really how...terrible you are.
I am marrying him?
P.S. He really isn't terrible. Not at all. But I can't get all mushy on my blog. No, I can't.
And how am I still sane after this semester?
Oh I know how I am still sane...because I'm engaged.
ARe you sick of hearing about it? DO you think I'm sick of telling people about it? Im not. REally I plan to only tell people "Guess what!! Im engaged" ONCE in my life. I only get baptized once, I only plan to marry once. Wahooo!!!! Engaged To a drummer. And...a very HOt drummer.
you think thats all I care about dont you? Well I care about more too. Dont worry.
Brad had a concert TWO weeks ago...and we went back stage....so you know what happens backstage.....okay this is a family blog, I always forget. Jk. Nothing really happened backstage, except this.
Nothing too wonderful..we just took pictures. Some fan gave the entire band soccer jerseys. Brad is Beckham. And Im Victoria. Totally.
Brad totally looks like Beckham. If you dont think so here...what about..here..
No? Ya, he totally looks like Beckham...nope, he is better than Beckham..I actually have never seen Brad play soccer. He probably is good.
And some good news, we found an apartment...I'm moving in next week, not with Brad of course..............................
Oh and wanna see what we did for Easter??
Ian is on the horse, right out our back porch. Ammon is my brother who is autistic (person first when talking about a person with a disability, you cant say disabled person, if I learned anything from my special education class in which I finished the final yesterday it was that), anyway, Ammon was just chilling right next to me and then next thing you know he is running behind the horse. Totally normal. Totally Ammon. Totally freaky. Landon quickly whipped the horse around to protect Ammon. Later the horse side kicked Ammon to get him out of the way. It was freaky. We kept a better watch on him after that. The problem is he will just be standing there, all normal and you think okay he is safe, we are safe. Then wham he is gone.
Don't worry, you will see the Easter hunt images soon. So soon. Classes are over :) so....you know that means you will see them soon, because really...who studies for finals...I have one tomorrow :) Morning.