Sunny Saturday

5 Months

So, I’ve heard a lot of advice on dating/marriage over the years. People have said to make sure you date longer than 6 months to get engaged – because people start to get more comfortable in relationships about that point. They stop trying to be on their best behavior all the time. Their real personality comes out.


That’s always scared me. And the longer you know someone, it’s true – the more their real personality comes out.

Trev and I are at 5 months. And we’re becoming even more comfortable with each other. Our personalities are coming out more and more. We’re less reserved, say weirder things, and don’t really worry what the other person is thinking about us if we say a certain thing. The unconditional love bit is coming through, I suppose.

AND I LOVE IT.

Neither of us has ever put on a front or tried to be something/someone we aren’t. We have been real and honest the whole time.

BUT.

There has been a level of… holding back? A little. Not a ton. And I didn’t even really realize it was happening until lately, Trevor has been cracking me up ALL THE TIME.

And I realized, as we’ve gotten to know each other better, dated longer (lets be honest, 5 months is pretty epic for a dating couple) we’ve both held back less. I didn’t even know Trevor was doing it.

He’s always been funny… but as he’s been holding back less and we’ve felt more comfortable – his sense of humor has really gone crazy. Some of it is probably I get him better than I used to, so I think he’s funnier… but a lot of it is that he’s filtering less and I love it!

He makes me laugh all the time. ALL THE TIME. He says the weirdest/dumbest/most ridiculously funny things.

I think it’s a good sign – when most people have warned me to be weary of the 5-6 month mark because personalities come out stronger, that instead of him driving me crazy or realizing things about him I don’t like - I’m loving him more than ever.

PS – He had a man night last night. Gym and Tucanos, most likely followed by some sort of gaming… can’t get much manlier than that. So I didn’t see him yesterday. He texted me before he went to bed,

“Baby! I know I am so in love with you when I miss you on man night!!! I LOVE YOU!!!!!”

Umm…. Ok seriously? How can I honestly resist a man as sweet as this?


Love,
Brittney

Temple Thursday with Trevor

Temple + Blue Lemon + walking around City Creek + Trevor = best Thursday ever.

This month in our ward we are doing a ward temple chain. At least one Sister and one Brother from our ward is in the temple every day. Thursday we signed up. We have a ward FaceBook page, and asked that people post pictures of them at the temple when they go, so the wall is full of pictures of the temple.

Trevor uploaded the below picture to the ward FB page on MY phone with the following caption:

"Definitely the cutest non-married temple couple EVER!!!!! - by Trevor :)"

The Bishop's wife told me on Sunday it was the cutest thing ever. The Bishop apparently told Trevor "that was weird". Hahaha.

Complete Humiliation = Success

I listen to podcasts on my 30 minute drive into work. My favorite channel is How Stuff Works, by Discover.

My ultimate favorite series is Stuff You Missed In History Class. They cover historical topics of all variety, and I can’t get enough. Until. UNTIL one of the co-hosts got a new job. I was devastated! I felt like I’d been cheated on. The new girl’s voice is horrible. I tried to reconcile myself to this change. Change happens! Your cheese gets moved. AND THEN. The remaining co-host announced she was leaving the podcast. It was seriously catastrophic to my daily routine.

So I had to branch out. I started to look at what other podcasts How Stuff Works has. And they have one Stuff Your Mother Never Told You. It has some interesting topics. This morning I selected one on birth control. As you can imagine, it was slightly… loaded with sexual words. Not in an arousal type way, but there’s really no way to address birth control without getting down and dirty.

The podcast hadn’t finished when I got into work, so I just closed it out and got to work.

I was opening a Safari browser, and must have hit something (I HAVE NO IDEA HOW THIS HAPPENED) and suddenly the podcast started again. AT WORK.

SEX

ARROUSAL

PENETRATION

GENTIALS

PENIS

VAGINA

SEX

SEX

SEX

SEX

SEX

SEX!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

All coming out of my phone at rapid paces, on LOADSPEAKER.

AT WORK. IN MY CUBICLE.

I WORK FOR THE CHURCH. IN THE IT DEPARTMENT.

WHERE IT'S 98% MALE.

I’m frantically trying to get it to stop. It won’t. I turn the phone on silent, nothing. Finally, after what felt like a million years it shuts off. I sit there, huddled over my phone not wanting to look up, look at my ALL MALE co-workers tucked into these small, tight cubicles. Then I hear laughter.

OH GOSH.

I tried to explain to these males around me, but even me listening to a podcast on birth control is HUMILIATING. It didn’t help much.

I went to the bathroom to regain composure.

On my way back, as I get closer to my desk, I hear “BOYFRIEND!” in this horribly obnoxious voice.

OH MY GOSH.

So, about a month ago, I was browing iTunes, turns out they have text alerts you can download. Cool, right!? One was entitled “boyfriend”. So I listened to it. It’s this obnoxious male voice saying,

“HEY! IT’S YOUR BOYFRIEND!! YOUR BOY TOY!!! GET IT!! GET IT!! IT’S YOUR BOOYYFFRIIIEENDD!! PICK UP PICK UP!! DON’T KEEP HIM WAITING! BOYFRIEND!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

I thought it was hysterical. So I downloaded it. I played it for Trev and he thought it was annoying and didn’t want to text me anymore. I still thought it was hysterical. I keep my phone on silent (vibrate) 95% of the time, so I only really turned it on ring when I was around the house waiting for a call.

Apparently when I was trying to get my birth control podcast turned off, I turned my phone off silent to on.

Trevor texted me while I was in the bathroom, giving my whole portfolio practically a lesson on birth control and then informing them I’m dating someone.

AWESOME.

Love,

Brittney

I WIN!

Trevor has this weird notion that he wins a lot more than he actually does.

Today, I set the record straight with these series of texts to him (after we'd argued about who won... I think it's clear who really won)

Love,

Brittney

This happens all the time...

I LOVE BOBAROONIE

Few things in life make me as happy as talking to my little sister, McKenzie Rose (aka Bob, Bobbie, Bobaroonie, Little Bob, Yezzin, Yez, Butt Butt, But face, Rosie, Rosie toes, Tough Tootin' Baby). 

Today I got to talk to her for over an hour. 

AN HOUR OF PURE UNADULTERATED BOB TIME. 

There were many gems from said conversation. I wish I could remember them all.

The best one without question arose when I asked her about boys...

"Maybe when I'm 25, have a degree and trained 2 whales I’ll consider getting married."

(For more Bob gems, see here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here, here (last paragraph), here, here, here, here, here, and here (note - there are a ton more of these.... these are just some of the best).

Bear Arms & Wind

Trev and one of his best guy friends,Will, workout together, in an endeavor to procure what they call "Bear Arms". Trev basically has them - he's now focusing on cardio. 

Anyways...

That has become a recurring joke. Bear Arms. Surprising how much it comes up. 

Text messages today between Trev and I:

Britt - I just remembered my dream. Someone was being mean to me and I was sad. Then I remembered you were there and would take them out. And I wasn't sad anymore. Haha! I love you!

Trev - Muahahahahaha! Operation put bear arms into action!!

Britt - So random!! But truly I love you so much. You're my Bear Man!!! (Instead of knight in shining armor... they are the same equivalent)

Trev - Yes!!! I'm glad I could rescue my princess in distress

Britt - You are so sexy and bear-armish this is what I see when I look at you... My very own bear man!!

(PS - the tattoo is a nice touch. I'd rather it say Brittney but whatever)

Britt - This could be yours and Wills logo... you'll have to fight over who gets the boobs.

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Trev - Happy Tuesday baby!

Britt - It's definitely a happy Tuesday for the guys who came into work at the same time as me this morning. It's super windy this morning and as I was walking through the parking lot I thought how breezy and cold my legs were and looked down... the #$%^&* wind had totally blown my skirt up.

Trev - On no!! Babe! I'm so sorry! How are you doing? You ok?

Britt - I thought it was pretty funny. I had a slip on that didn't come up - it's just super short. I know you are supposed to be the first to see my goods, I'm so sorry it just happened! I let my guard down for a moment and the wind had its way with me...

Trev - That dirty wind! And I can't even beat it up or push it down...

Sister Best Friends

I save everything Bob ever made me/wrote me since she was born. I’m sort of a packrat to begin with, but throwing something out she made me is just too hard…

I’ve been trying to work on my hoarding. I don’t want to end up like the crazy people on TLC.

Part of that endeavor was throwing out things that sorta made me cry inside. Many of which I’ve taken pictures of and posted on my blog (an example would be this and this).

I found this little gem in my de-junking of my bedroom:

Bob made this out of a toilet paper roll (um… obviously) and decorated it. She wrote “Best Friends” and "sisters"on it, and cut it in half – giving half to me and she kept half.

HOW CUTE IS THAT?

So I kept it… for, um… years. A lot of years. I love that girl! No one else I'd rather be sister best friends with (except for you know, Camree and Mikail)!

Love, 

Brittney

He's so cool he sweats Disney Characters

I dare say few people are talented enough to sweat Disney characters.

Side note - this miraculous incident occurred during Trev's best basketball game to date (I might have lied here. I’m not actually sure if it’s his best game to date, but definitely the best one I’ve witnessed. He was an incredible defender, made some awesome shots including a really extraordinary 3-pointer).

He attributes his success to his weekly temple attendance (when he said this, he didn’t exactly clarify whether his incredible basketball game was all he attributes his temple attendance to, or whether the sweat-Mickey was also a direct result. I like to think his basketball prowess was due to his temple dedication, and that the Mickey was a side-result. Like God’s way of saying – you’re awesome! I’ll show you by giving you mad basketball skills. And as an extra- YOU ARE SO COOL, I’ll have you sweat Mickey.

BOOYAH!!!!

Love,

Brittney