Today is another day at sea.

I’m sure by now, P and I are cruise experts and have everything down perfectly- when to go to dinner, what lounges are the best, where the younger old people are…

I have a feeling I won’t mind the days at sea much. The only thing is that it will have me thinking of Will more than if I’m on an excursion. It’s been 8 days since we’ve seen each other and I know I miss him big time by now. the first few days are never that awful, but as you hit a week it starts to sting in your heart.

So today at sea, I’m sure I’m thinking about Will and how much I miss him and how much I wish he were here with me to make fun of the weird old guy in the yellow speedo.

<3

For the next 2 days we’re enjoying the sights of Spain!

Because we’re fatties and obsessed with food, both of these excursions revolve around eating.

I’m siked!

Our first stop is Barcelona where we’ll be going on a Tapas Tour. I figure you can’t go wrong with that.

Our 2nd day is in Mallorca, which will consist of a tour of the Costa Nord concluding with a wine tasting.

gasp- that’s right. Wine tasting.

(For those of you confused, apparently there are people that know me used to know me that think I’ve abandoned God for going on a wine tasting tour. They also don’t know that I know they read my blog. I thought it nice just to call them out and say a friendly hello.)

Hello!

Moving along.

We’re going on a wine tasting tour in Spain, which will conclude our time there. I’m so excited. I know we’re going to have a great time on these tours.

Oh and PS- I miss Will. <3

That’s where we are today.

I’m sure we’re playing bingo with the oldies, or maybe lounging by the pool.

Nah. I’ll be totally honest with you guys.

We’re either:

A. Ordering room service and watching a British film

B. Abusing the ice cream machine upstairs

C. Sitting outside watching the weird 80 year old man in the yellow speedo

Hey, I can almost promise you. Who knew a day at sea could be so fun!?

We’re in Monte Carlo today! I’m thrilled to be here. When I was 18 1/2 younger I always wanted to be a princess and live in Monaco.

I don’t think that’s in my future today. We’re taking a short tour of the city, which has me very excited. Perhaps P will get to marry a prince and I’ll live vicariously through her?

That’s where we’re off to today friends!

I’m so excited. We’ll spend all day out and about visiting the Tuscan Landmarks of Florence & Pisa.

I’m sure you can expect incredibly annoying pictures of me and P leaning with the tower, or holding it up with 1 hand. I think you’re obligated to take cheesy shots like that when you’re there, right?

Oh- did I tell you guys the average age for people on our cruiseline is 58?

5-freaking-8! That means there’s a host of people way older than that for that to be the median!

Sheesh.

We’re having fun. I’m sure. 

You freak out.

That’s how this sentence ends.

I can guarantee you.

Now, I’d like to give myself some credit here. I’d like to think I was a major stud and smartie and that finding my sister was incredibly easy, but let’s face it.

I know myself.

I’m sure I get off the plane and do all the right things- check to see when she’s arriving and look for the gate.

I then attempt to find the gate and get lost.

Twice.

I finally get my bearings, and arrive at P’s gate.

Only she’s not there.

Her plane has landed and she went down to the luggage claim.

Which has me utterly confused.

Which means I start looking for luggage claims-

and get lost.

Twice.

And my heart hurts because I feel so lost and alone and confused and miss Will that much more.

Oh guys- this story is getting really bad. I really hope that’s not what happens. Please wish me luck and say a prayer.

Wait- if you’re reading this, it probably already happened.

Crap.

Well… let’s hope I’m not still stuck in Rome while you’re reading all about the fake vacation I wrote about last week.

Okay, best case scenario- I find my sister with no trouble.

Let’s just pretend, okay?

Okay, so I’ve got P and we find out connecting ride to the cruise and we make it with ease.

Checking in is easy and there are no troubles.

I hope that’s how Day 2 ends. I really hope. I’m most worried about my first 2 days away and my last 2. The in between? I’m not stressed over. I hope day 2 ends happily.

Here’s to hoping…

Hi friends!

I thought it only right to post as often as I can while I’m on vacation.

To do that, it requires me looking a bit into the future, and since I’m so much like Phoebe (read last post) I’m channeling the future so that I can keep you ladies up to date on all the fun and exciting things going on while I’m on the cruise!

Ready?

Here we go.

Today is 4 August. That means I’m somewhere in the air by now. I bid Will farewell and feel all nervous in my stomach. He always takes care of me. He gets us from Point A to Point B, and I suddenly find myself lonley as I approach Point A 1/2. Do I have my passport? Check. Boarding Pass? Check. Carry on?

Carry on?

Carry on!?

(it’s here where I start to sweat and majorly panic- which only makes things worse)

Ah- carry on. Right behind me.

I get on all my connecting flights with ease in a rushed panic, but nonetheless, I’m on the plane.

Knowing my luck I got a great comfy aisle seat on the short trip to Atlanta, but a tight cramped middle seat on the 50 hour flight to Rome. I’m sure I got a talker too. Someone that can’t wait to share their life story and fascination with cheese.

I don’t even have to look into the future to tell you that’s probably what will happen to me.

I’m sure I eat the airplane food, which makes me think of Will because we always trade each other for the airplane food we can tolerate.

He gets my roll, I get his salad. He gets my cheese, I get his dessert.

I sigh, eat my roll, and miss Will.

How am I going to last 21 days??

As I take a Tylenol PM and call it a night I think about the day ahead, and once again that nervous feeling enters my stomach. I thought today was bad? Ha. Try attempting to find your tiny baby sister in the Rome airport with no cell phone or clear guidance as to where she’ll be.

At this point, I pray the Tylenol kicks in. Sigh, and go to sleep. Stay tuned for tomorrow’s adventure.

<3

Yeah that whole picture update thing little miss P promised earlier this week?

She was off her rocker.

The truth is that I’m back- but not with pictures.

Yes, finally back.

It’s funny to me how I can keep in contact with you guys so much better across an ocean. Here I am in your backyard and can’t even log in to say, “Hey! I’m alive!

This is the first time i’ve been on the computer since the last time.

(ha ha)

Which was the last time I posted… whenever that was. I literally didn’t check my email for like 4 weeks.

It was amazingly liberating

and stressful.

In fact, I even dreamed about it-

not checking my email.

Crazy right?

Things have just been a whilwind lately.

I’m still adjusting to life back home, getting used to some of the things I wasn’t accustomed to for the past 3 years (ahem- cleaning my own house and pumping my own gas- ahem- SPOILED).

I bid my sister farewell this morning and it really hurt. Thankfully i’ll be seeing her soon (remember! We’re taking an extremely long and amazing cruise- YAY!). However, saying goodbye was still hard because it’s a reminder of the fact that i’ll have to say goodbye again soon and that time it will be for a long time.

Ugh.

Let’s not be a downer, right?

Having here was amazing.

A-Freaking-Mazing.

We had so much fun. Granted I had to work each day, and granted we didn’t do anything super outrageous or fun, but just having her here was so nice.

So that was my big news.

Oh and by the way- thanks so much for welcoming her to the blog world! I tell her all the time she should blog. She’s such a good writer. Ha ha apparently I am too because some of you thought I was posing as dear old P. ha ha. It was her- it really was. I felt so bad for my slackerness that I told her to guest blog. She needs a regular spot as far as I’m concerned.

Hmm.. Tuesdays with P?

It has a ring to it.

Oh- and she has her license- which TOTALLY deserves a blog post! C’mon P- at least guest blog on mine so you can tell the license story. Pretty please?

I won’t tell you guys anything just in case she decides to share…

Alright moving along (at least until I can convince Miss P to blog anyway)

We’re becoming a petting zoo here at the B-Love house.

We’re buying 2 more dogs.

Yes- come bring your kids, they can feed the animals at the freaking zoo!!

These dogs, unlike boz and lucy, will be exclusively outside doggies.

So I guess it’s not total petting zooish, right?

I’m excited- mostly excited for Will because as long as I’ve known him he’s wanted 2 big dogs and now that we have a house and a yard we can finally do it.

Rocky and Teddy.

Those names don’t mean much unless you’re an OU fan.

We officially have all 3 Butkus Award Winners in our house- Boz (Brian Bosworth), Rocky (Rocky Calmus), and Teddy (Teddy Lehman)

Yeah- my husband is obsessed.

Ya think?

Hey- marriage is a compromise and I figured this one wasn’t worth fighting.

We’re getting a male Rott and a female lab. Will found these amazing red labs, they’re so unique. I guess that’s originally how they looked in England before they came to America. Sadly, I think I’ll be on my trip when it’s time to get both of them. :( I wanted to be there to pick them out, but I guess I’ll have something nice waiting for me.

Hmm- is that all the “big news” I have to share? I think so.

Okay, so now that I’m a little more settled I’ve been thinking.

Can we just start fresh?

I mean, there is absolutely no way I can get out of blog commenting debt- no way at all. I would totally need to take out a blog commenting loan in which I would hire people to pose as me and write nice little comments on your blog- and I don’t want to do that because I like you and don’t want our friendship to be based on blog commenting lies! Right!?!

Exactly.

So here’s what I’m thinking. I’m thinking of starting clean.

A blog salvation if you will (ha ha).

In which my debts are cleared and I can start commenting from X point on (like soon).

Deal?

Deal (at least… that’s what I envision you guys saying because I envision you guys as niceys and not comment whores. Right? Right??… hmm...).

So here’s the deal- I’m going to turn comments back on in September.

AGH! September- YES! I will be MIA for a little while longer, but still posting more often than before.

See- I’ll be on the cruise.

I told you guys it was long, didn’t I?

I wasn’t lying.

Um.. but I’ll throw in house pictures soon??

Ha- yeah because THAT makes it all better, right?

Hello! My name is Britthy and I’m a super sucky friend.

I totally deserve a t-shirt.

Wait- don’t do that.

But seriously? I’m wearing a big imaginary one right now.

As for things in my life…

They’re going good.

Goodish.

I won’t lie. I miss the way things were, but I think that’s all apart of being a grown up and adjusting to change. Perhaps we’ll talk about that in another post- one that’s not so full of randomness.

Things with the house are slowly coming together and I’m continually wishing the tiny bush out back were instead a money tree in which I could go out and pick big bills off it’s branches to buy all the pretty things for my house.

Oh magic beans.

I’d be fine with those too.

We’re starting to look for churches which is… fun?

Painful?

Stressful?

Full of blessings?

I guess all of the above applies. I just want to find one already!

?

Jumping from magic beans to churches. Should I have seperated my post with little stars to warn you of big random topic changes?

Probably.

Oh well… it’s just good for me to finally get back to doing something I love.

I hope you all had a nice weekend.

Back to work tomorrow.

That’s one thing I’ve noticed about being back in America. The weekends seem to go a lot faster! I guess because they’re full of busyness.

Anyhow, I’m back and hope to be blogging a little more regularly prior to my departure on the big sea!

thanks again for welcoming P, it made me feel really loved.

<3 and another normal week begins…

We close on our house today. Yay for no more in-law dwelling.

Yay for getting the internet soon and getting to blog again.

Yay for my own space.

Yay for getting to prace around in a towel while getting ready.

Yay for getting to stay up as late as I want.

Yay for getting to eat whatever I want.

Yay for no Boz carpet peeing (um, we hope).

I think you get the picture.

More to come…

Okay, so I sit in front of this computer feeling like a major blog loser.

I know it seems silly to be all, “Wah, I can’t access the internet at work and I can’t comment on your blog or check my email, plus my in-law’s have a 1984 Commodore that boots up while we’re eating dinner and still isn’t ready by the time the 10:00 news starts.”

But seriously?

I’m petty like that.

Yeah, so I got like a million super encouraging comments over the course of these last 3 weeks and I can’t even freaking respond!

I hate dial-up.

I loathe dial-up.

I spent over an hour trying to read and comment on your guys’ blog, and was incredibly unsuccessful.

I started to jot little notes down that I wanted to tell you guys (Like, Happy First Birthday Jackson! and Kassie- yay for your NYC trip!) but then I was all, “Brittny! Get a hold of yourself!” so I stopped. I guess it was a little over the top to make a list of names and comments I wanted to say. I’m pretty sure that stuff is reserved for crazy, obsessive bloggers-

and we all know I’m not one of those.

So- I’m going on a comment fast. Yep. I’m going to close comments on my blog until I can finally give back to you all the encouragement you’ve given to me.

The diagnosis of this comment fast isn’t looking good. It’s a pretty bad case of lackoftheinternet, and I’m afraid treatment may last 4-6 weeks. It all depends on how quickly we can get moved in and get the internet set up at our own house.

Wait.

You guys are totally confused, aren’t you?

Let me explain.

We’re currently living with my in-laws.

Uh, and yes, I have had numerous blogable moments I’ve been itching to share but can’t due to the freaking 1984 Commodore.

Anyway- back to the matter at hand.

Living with the in-laws.

We’re staying with them until we can close on our house- which is still a few weeks away.

Aside from the lack of internet capabilities, living with the in-laws comes with a whole host of, er, other things.

Plus we have the dogs which just adds to the chaos. I swear, if Boz pees on the carpet one more time I’m going to turn him into a rug!

Ha ha, I totally just pictured that. Although, Boz wouldn’t be a good rug because he’s so small. Perhaps he’d make a better hat? Like Davy Crockett style. Yeah! That’s it.

Anyway…

my comment fast.

I’m so sorry, guys, for totally sucking at posting and commenting. It’s really bothered me! The funny thing is that most of you don’t even care, but for some reason I have come to take my blog so personally and seriously. Perhaps because it was such a huge piece in my Kuwait life. It was the thing that connected me to life back home.

So that’s it. I’m a serious blog nerd. I really hope to be able to post more than once a week to, because, well, posting once a week is totally pathetic!

Oh- and did I mention my new company blocks everything.

Yes-

E-VER-Y-THING.

Sigh.

Oh- new company.

New job.

Started Monday.

I guess I ought to talk about that, right? After all- it was all the love and support I got from you guys Monday that led me to start my comment fast!

I really think I’m going to love it there. I think I’m going to love my boss, and the people I work directly with seem good too.

Can I just tell you guys how much I hate being new!?

Seriously- I hate it.

I hate not knowing everything. I hate being utterly lost and confused.

Alright- I’m not utterly lost and confused (because that would be something like Alice in Wonderland where I’m following a broom along a red, chalky road), but I do feel a little out of sorts.

Almost everything I did at my old job is done here- but it’s all done differently (if that makes any sense). I’m just ready to have it all down and be comfortable. I hate being unsure of what I’m doing.

I told Will I don’t feel like George Cotanza (you know, when he gets some big shot job with the Yankees and has absolutely no clue what he’s doing), but I still feel like I’m a little lost. Sigh, I guess that’s just being new though.

All-in-all, I really think I’m going to like it there. It just seems like a step forward for me, which is always a good thing.

What else can I chat about?

The house!

I touched on it earlier, but guys- I’m so excited about moving in having our own house! I’ve been trying to think about the house in my mind, picturing where I would put everything and how I would decorate it. It’s got me feeling a little overwhelmed. I’m not really great with those things. Nonetheless I’m still very excited. I wish I would have taken pictures, because I’m starting to forget some of the details. I’ll definitely be sure to take and post a ton in the next month-say it with me, class- “When we get the internet at our house.”

... what else…

P is officially a graduate. I was sad that I couldn’t go to her graduation. She was gorgeous as always. Oh- and I think she’s going to come visit me next month! I really hope she is, anyway (like the guilt trip I’m placing on you, P?). I have a ton of decorating fun things planned for her stay. Plus, Will is going to teach her how to drive and she’s going to try to get her license.

License.

Oh my gosh!

I haven’t even told you the news.

I’m officially a soccer mom.

Not a good soccer mom either.

A 1990s soccer mom.

Oh guys- this subject totally deserves a post of its own, where it can shamefully be displayed all alone.

I am the proud borrower of a 1997 purple mini van.

Yes, please, just stick a pre-schooler in my lap and a white picket fence in my yard.

It’s a whole long story that I’m too tired to share right now, but to sum it up- we’re borrowing my parent’s old mini van for a while.

Ugh.

The Loser Cruiser.

I guess I ought to be thankful- and I am- but seriously? It still makes me cringe.

Ha- although, I’ve been singing that country song, “One Hot Mama.” It makes me laugh.

It will totally come in handy when you guys come visit me for our decorating party this fall! We’ll all load up in the mini and go to Sonic for shakes.

Or I could just cut up some orange slices and Capri Suns and we could hang out in the yard.

Because that’s the quintessential soccer mom snack, right?

See all the fun you guys have been missing?

I think that’s all I can pollute the internet with today.

I really miss talking to you guys, and hopefully my life will become normal in the next month. I would totally give you guys my new phone number but:

1. I don’t want 54 year old pyschos in tight white hanes t-shirts and hole-y boxers calling me at 1 in the morning.

2. I got a super tiny text messaging plan because Will doesn’t think I need the big plan- and let’s face it- I totally do.

Anyway, since I can’t do that, we’ll just have to stick with this for now. I really do look forward to catching up with you guys in the coming weeks, posting pictures of our new house, getting the internet at home, and HAVING OUR OWN HOME.

All in good time. All in good time.

<3