LiFe WiTh mY bRiT

just the everyday rants, rambles, and life moments caught in picture and cyber word from the Young world.

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the beginning of a new chapter …

i know its been a while since i have been on here but life as we know it has been busy. my brit and i have committed to running everyday and after every run i must blog what i feel or think.

it makes me nervous throwing this kind of stuff out there and someone i know comes across it. but what are the chances? no really? cause im freaked out! what if no one even reads this? what if no one does; would it matter? Anyhoo i updated my facebook status the last 2 days in a row and its been a condensed version of what my thoughts were.

Here is day #1:

i was nervous. overweight and running is not my idea of safety. what if i fall? this is embarassing enough as it is but to see other people jogging! omg.

here is the facebook post: is going running for the first time. EVER. So below is my last will and testament … . Pete my love, I leave you whatever is in the room and car. Chris … I leave you my computer, candy, and soda. Brandon I leave you whatever remains in my checking and savings (rounding to about 637.01) … Geoff and Deanna … . you inherit the kids (Foxy, Delilah, and Alley) and to my Tinky … . you get all my pictures and music, and my 401k and stocks and bonds… . . Wish me luck!

other people were there to my dismay i nervously walked with my brit hand in hand as he gently tugged me along. first lap was easy but the pace was too much for the second lap so i crumbled. i cried and i apologized for allowing myself to be this big. i felt like a disgrace. but i kept going. and soon i was done … 5 laps under my belt.

facebook post the next morning: Yesterday I went running with my brit and because of that … I am walking like a bow-legged cowboy trying to get a wedgie out without using hands. Ugh. Happy terrible pain in the legs Tuesday! Ugh.

day #2 (today):

no facebook post.

i was excited because i got through it yesterday and so i was going to push myself harder. and i did so. the first lap ok, second lap emotional outburst. epiphany maybe? who knows but i kept going. walking then running. accidently twisted my ankle but kept going and ended up doing 6 laps. i have been officially broken. i cried because i felt like i failed to meet MY expectations. but my brit ever the gentleman wiped my tears kissed me gently on the forehead and calmed me. have i mentioned how much i love him?

iced down and feeling better. next to my brit and the remote. where i belong.

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song writing 101 

listening to one of my favorite artist bruno mars.

mister: writing songs for girls is easy.

me: write me a song then …

mister: that would be a pointless exercise in ease

everyone’s a critic.

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My first official post!

had a fairly simple day … . finally. let me tell you being the sole provider and going through the immigration process is stressing! but i wouldnt trade this experience with him for anything.

currently i am sitting with the mister arguing over me “borrowing” some music for the internet. although borrowing is a problem its not the topic of arguement … its mainly over me taking all the internet strength.

then like a bolt of lightning he was cooing over our girls (dogs) are finally playing together. playing together? the two big dogs are a ragged stuffed toy away from ripping one another to shreds and the little chihuahua is running around trying to hump every time one of them is on their back. whores.

mommy is so proud.

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caramelbutts:

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How the fuck is this funny? I’ve been reading Cracked for years. I’m disappointed to have to stop. Please pull this video. You all are better than this.

Don’t worry, we’re also disappointed that us Tumbling a Good…

This is ridiculous. Is she seriously getting angry over this?? I don’t post or respond but I thought this blatantly stupid fuss fest required one.

I am overweight and it is a factor of a condition I have (a health condition not an eating addiction) I do not get offended when “fat” people are talked about or joked about or even referred to. How sensitive has America gotten??

The other day I saw in a Facebook group I’m in a picture of the virgin mary giving birth and Jesus sodomizing the baby. As a Christian I was shocked but have come to expect the stupidity of most of humanity.

For someone to lose their shit over a video with slight or no reference to them is incredibly arrogant. Understand that people have beliefs and different feelings and are allowed to say and do as they please. It says so in the constitution.

Quit crying in your oatmeal and cope like the rest of us. Quit pittying yourself and just laugh. Laughing is the best rebuttle not internet whining. QUIT TAKING LIFE SO SERIOUSLY!