<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707</id><updated>2012-01-02T16:12:52.191-05:00</updated><category term='Personal'/><category term='Random'/><category term='Summer'/><category term='Followers'/><category term='Infertility'/><category term='Book Club'/><category term='Award'/><category term='Glee'/><category term='Weekend'/><category term='Dogs'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='Paisley'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='Thanksgiving'/><category term='new blogger'/><category term='Twilight'/><category term='House'/><category term='Clean'/><category term='Movie'/><category term='Tradition'/><category term='4-Wheelers'/><category term='Computer'/><category term='Interesting'/><category term='Love It'/><category term='Travel'/><category term='Addiction'/><category term='Crazy'/><category term='Allie'/><category term='family'/><category term='Food'/><category term='Mama'/><category term='Work'/><category term='Faith'/><category term='Karleigh'/><category term='TV'/><category term='Thankful'/><category term='Anxious'/><category term='God'/><category term='Weddings'/><category term='prayers'/><category term='Music'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='Wii'/><category term='Trees'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='Exercise'/><category term='Vacation'/><category term='Goals'/><category term='Favorites'/><category term='Wisdom Teeth'/><category term='Purse'/><category term='Marc'/><category term='Life'/><category term='Snail Mail'/><category term='Engagements'/><category term='Tarheels'/><category term='Friday'/><category term='church'/><category term='Relief'/><category term='Sleep'/><category term='Love'/><category term='Pictures'/><category term='UNC'/><category term='Summer Swap'/><category term='Ava'/><category term='Anniversary'/><category term='fun'/><category term='Giveaway'/><category term='snow'/><category term='Blog'/><title type='text'>A.S.A.P</title><subtitle type='html'>As Southern As Possible</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08073972474783601839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKV8oYx5tI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ouQO4xnbDRw/S220/DSC04937.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>174</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707.post-960082630060081335</id><published>2012-01-02T16:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T16:12:52.211-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Infertility'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Emotions</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Seriously…I’m tired of not being able to control my emotions.&amp;#160; It drives me nuts.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;For example, today alone, I read 2 blogs announcing a pregnancy.&amp;#160; One of which is on her 3rd pregnancy, the other of which is on her 6th.&amp;#160; I don’t begrudge them their happiness or blessings.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But what about mine?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And I’m happy for them…really, I am.&amp;#160; And I just think how LUCKY they are.&amp;#160; And I wonder if they realize how lucky they are.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Here they are little fertile myrtles, and I can’t get pregnant.&amp;#160; Not even once.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The annoying thing about my emotions?&amp;#160; They constantly change.&amp;#160; I can hear of a pregnancy one day, and be thrilled for them – as my first reaction.&amp;#160; Then, like today, I can’t get past the “unfairness” of it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;What’s wrong with me?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And then my faith comes in, and it combats every.single.doubt.&amp;#160; I think about Moses.&amp;#160; He and Sarah were told that they would have a child – and they were OLD.&amp;#160; Like beyond old.&amp;#160; And they laughed at God’s promise.&amp;#160; Did you know that 25 years passed before God fulfilled his promise to them?&amp;#160; And here I am complaining about 3 years.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So, this year?&amp;#160; I’m letting go of my anger.&amp;#160; Because God knows I’ve been angry at Him…I’ve told Him so.&amp;#160; On many occasions. :) But if I can’t be honest with God, who can I be honest with?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And I’m going to be happy with the life I have.&amp;#160; With the fabulous friends I have.&amp;#160; With the cutest nieces and nephew ever.&amp;#160; With the best family ever.&amp;#160; I am blessed beyond belief.&amp;#160; It’s time I start being thankful for that. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;*****&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;So, not your typical resolution post.&amp;#160; But it’s my resolution.&amp;#160; One of them.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Happy New Year!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4639853813869534707-960082630060081335?l=marcandbritt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/feeds/960082630060081335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4639853813869534707&amp;postID=960082630060081335&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/960082630060081335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/960082630060081335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/2012/01/emotions.html' title='Emotions'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08073972474783601839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKV8oYx5tI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ouQO4xnbDRw/S220/DSC04937.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707.post-4632798653435769796</id><published>2011-11-23T11:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T11:05:21.284-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankful'/><title type='text'>With a Thankful Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I suppose I’ll end my unplanned hiatus…I miss blogging.&amp;#160; I miss writing down my life – documenting our life.&amp;#160; And I find myself saying, “I should blog this.” Yet, I don’t.&amp;#160; I’m going to be honest and call it lazy.&amp;#160; Because I have been. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So, with Thanksgiving tomorrow, here’s what I’m thankful for, but “deep” and superficial. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Marc – he makes life fun.&amp;#160; I’m blessed to be married to him. :)&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Family – which covers a LOT.&amp;#160; My Mama and Daddy are awesome – again, blessed with them.&amp;#160; They have their flaws (don’t we all), but they have loved me unconditionally all my life, and taught me that I could be and do anything I wanted to.&amp;#160; Then, they helped me do just that, sacrificing their wants and needs so my brother and I wouldn’t have to do without.&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="center"&gt;Family Portraits. :) A friend at church took these for us, and we’re using them as Christmas gifts.&amp;#160; Who says you have to have kids to give pictures of yourself to family?!?&amp;#160; That’s blasphemy. :)&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_9626" border="0" alt="IMG_9626" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-JMge9SEbH54/Ts0ZpzmmImI/AAAAAAAABbg/l3koSKMcc44/IMG_9626_thumb%25255B4%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="320" height="470" /&gt;I mean, who wouldn’t want a photo of us with our dogs?!? :) That’s our family. :) &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-i8b6_NqI8yQ/Ts0Zq0uN8hI/AAAAAAAABbo/pJMEd0p7PM0/s1600-h/IMG_9740%25255B6%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_9740" border="0" alt="IMG_9740" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-l_ZAD4ayK7Q/Ts0ZrZuJ1SI/AAAAAAAABbw/r8KviM92Rtc/IMG_9740_thumb%25255B4%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="445" height="303" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And then for my family, we got this one for the grandparents, our parents, aunts &amp;amp; uncles. :) My brother has a beautiful family!! :) Love those girls (and him and Wendy)!! :)&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;I’m thankful for my favorite TV shows.&amp;#160; This fall, I’m loving: Hawaii 5-0, NCIS &amp;amp; NCIS:LA, and 2 Broke Girls makes me laugh.&amp;#160; Not a huge fan of Glee this fall – just not really loving the songs.&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;My dogs – they make me happy.&amp;#160; They need a bath right now, but I love giving them belly rubs before bed.&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;These two ladies – best friends for a long time. :)&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-SpNkgzkzv4Q/Ts0ZrxS-6GI/AAAAAAAABb4/pBpwbuAz3ss/s1600-h/Tiff%252520%252526%252520Kelli%25255B11%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="Tiff &amp;amp; Kelli" border="0" alt="Tiff &amp;amp; Kelli" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-YKIGGRYgBJE/Ts0Zs_sxb_I/AAAAAAAABcA/HBe6V8F-DgE/Tiff%252520%252526%252520Kelli_thumb%25255B9%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="445" height="339" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Friends that can get together for a baby shower, but have a blast just catching up.&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-8Be6u8kgpuo/Ts0ZtWxqXRI/AAAAAAAABcI/ylNWjCn_vOo/s1600-h/Baby%252520Shower%252520Girls%252520Group%25255B5%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="Baby Shower Girls Group" border="0" alt="Baby Shower Girls Group" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-iwiC3nNuRn8/Ts0ZuO4o6QI/AAAAAAAABcM/aPh95cfYKBw/Baby%252520Shower%252520Girls%252520Group_thumb%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="445" height="339" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;My friends – all of them – they get me through the rough weeks, and good times.&amp;#160; They are there for everything and I’m so, so glad to have an abundance of &lt;strong&gt;good&lt;/strong&gt; friends in my life.&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Events that I’ve been to this year – MotoCross Race in California, Carolina Panthers game in August, and one of my favorites – Def Leppard concert for my birthday with the help of Groupon and friends. :) A little rain didn’t stop us from singing Pour Some Sugar on me at the top of our lungs…it represented our undying love for trashy rock music! :)&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-QvXCyoBe-zo/Ts0ZugYK0kI/AAAAAAAABcU/NQzpXB02Qx0/s1600-h/Deff%252520Leppard%25255B5%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="Deff Leppard" border="0" alt="Deff Leppard" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-n6q5e1QVAtE/Ts0ZvTpP1YI/AAAAAAAABcc/MWEbjny-y6s/Deff%252520Leppard_thumb%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="445" height="339" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;I’m thankful for a job, for a raise in January, and that God provides when we need Him most.&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Love my church and my church family.&amp;#160; Love that my education allows me to contribute to our church and God’s plan.&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;I am thankful to God, for everything.&amp;#160; My life, while I’m sometimes disappointed that the direction it takes is not the one I had planned, it’s the life God has planned.&amp;#160; Thankful for that above all else. :)&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Happy Thanksgiving, everyone!! :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4639853813869534707-4632798653435769796?l=marcandbritt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/feeds/4632798653435769796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4639853813869534707&amp;postID=4632798653435769796&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/4632798653435769796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/4632798653435769796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/2011/11/with-thankful-heart.html' title='With a Thankful Heart'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08073972474783601839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKV8oYx5tI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ouQO4xnbDRw/S220/DSC04937.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-JMge9SEbH54/Ts0ZpzmmImI/AAAAAAAABbg/l3koSKMcc44/s72-c/IMG_9626_thumb%25255B4%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707.post-6959712972355119567</id><published>2011-07-14T10:43:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T10:43:36.476-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>God’s Faithfulness</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I love how God works.&amp;#160; You know…sometimes He works behind the scenes.&amp;#160; Giving you a nudge or suggestion.&amp;#160; Other times, He’s a bit more direct – with a sermon.&amp;#160; Or an email. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I got this in my email today, and the prayer just soothes my heart.&amp;#160; God knows what I need to hear.&amp;#160; He knows that I need strength, because mine is weakening.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I &lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt; how God works. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;From Max Lucado’s email: Loved By A Faithful God&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Father, earthly stress and struggles remind us of your faithfulness. Help us, Lord, to serve you without grumbling. May we, like the apostle Paul, choose to plant a garden in the bricks of our “prison.” Help plant our thoughts firmly on your faithfulness. All hope comes from you, amen.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4639853813869534707-6959712972355119567?l=marcandbritt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/feeds/6959712972355119567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4639853813869534707&amp;postID=6959712972355119567&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/6959712972355119567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/6959712972355119567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/2011/07/gods-faithfulness.html' title='God’s Faithfulness'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08073972474783601839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKV8oYx5tI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ouQO4xnbDRw/S220/DSC04937.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707.post-8622900263859636767</id><published>2011-06-27T11:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T11:30:01.592-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>God answers</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I was in the car on Saturday, flipping through radio stations, and I landed on K-LOVE.&amp;nbsp; And I’ll be honest – I don’t know the song or the artist, but she was describing how she came to write this song.&amp;nbsp; I &lt;em&gt;think&lt;/em&gt; it might have been called Blessings?&amp;nbsp; I’m not sure.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Anyways.&amp;nbsp; It’s based on a verse from James:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;“Consider it pure joy, my brothers and sisters, whenever you face trials of many kinds…” – James 1:2&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Now, right now, I’m going to work on the joy part of this journey.&amp;nbsp; It’s gonna be difficult.&amp;nbsp; Really difficult.&amp;nbsp; But I’m going to work on it. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4639853813869534707-8622900263859636767?l=marcandbritt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/feeds/8622900263859636767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4639853813869534707&amp;postID=8622900263859636767&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/8622900263859636767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/8622900263859636767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/2011/06/god-answers.html' title='God answers'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08073972474783601839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKV8oYx5tI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ouQO4xnbDRw/S220/DSC04937.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707.post-5083546072902458531</id><published>2011-06-26T00:29:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T11:32:40.357-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Infertility'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>A depressing post…</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;…just mark as read if you’re not in the mood for anything “heavy.”&amp;nbsp; It’s kind of deep, very honest, and not a light post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;My 28th birthday.&amp;nbsp; I was hoping for the most amazing present.&amp;nbsp; I was hoping that I would be pregnant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And not just because it’s my birthday.&amp;nbsp; I know better than that.&amp;nbsp; This month, though, we tried a different approach.&amp;nbsp; I took different medicine, had an ultrasound to verify a follicle, a shot to force ovulation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So, not only was I hopeful – I was expectant.&amp;nbsp; Because things looked so much more promising this time around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And I should have known better.&amp;nbsp; Let’s be blunt – we’ve been trying to get me pregnant for over 2 years.&amp;nbsp; I should just know better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;But if I’ve learned anything from this experience (and I’ve learned a lot), it’s that my plan and expectations mean nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So, less than a week before my birthday, instead of a positive pregnancy test, I get my period.&amp;nbsp; Happy Birthday to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Wednesday I started spotting.&amp;nbsp; And on Wednesday, one of my best friends also told me that she was pregnant.&amp;nbsp; Holy emotional overload.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;This post – it’s just honest.&amp;nbsp; It’s how I feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I’m &lt;em&gt;extremely&lt;/em&gt; happy for my friend.&amp;nbsp; I love her, and I can’t wait to meet their little baby.&amp;nbsp; But that doesn’t make it easy for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Now?&amp;nbsp; I’m angry.&amp;nbsp; I’m disappointed.&amp;nbsp; I’m sad.&amp;nbsp; I feel guilty.&amp;nbsp; I’m jealous.&amp;nbsp; I’m tired of crying.&amp;nbsp; I’m tired of not being able to control my tears.&amp;nbsp; I’m questioning God and His timing.&amp;nbsp; I’m not questioning His existence – just His reasoning, His timing.&amp;nbsp; I’m tired of the “It’ll happen” remarks.&amp;nbsp; I’m tired of the pity.&amp;nbsp; I’m tired of “waiting for it to happen”.&amp;nbsp; I’m tired of the headaches and roller coaster emotions caused by my medicines.&amp;nbsp; I’m just tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And Marc.&amp;nbsp; Bless him…he’s been so good through all this.&amp;nbsp; I mean, he has an over-emotional wife who can’t stop crying.&amp;nbsp; And there’s nothing anyone can say, even Marc, that makes it better.&amp;nbsp; He – the way he’s been with all of this – I love him even more than I thought I could.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So I go through this cycle emotionally.&amp;nbsp; Resolve to go through the process yet again.&amp;nbsp; Hope, even though I tell myself to keep in check – not to get my hopes up, not to expect anything.&amp;nbsp; Disbelief – maybe it’s implantation bleeding, not spotting.&amp;nbsp; Disappointment and anger (at myself, because I know better than to hope too much) because I’ve started my period.&amp;nbsp; Again.&amp;nbsp; Sadness and tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Is there a point where we take a break?&amp;nbsp; Because everyone says “It’ll happen when you least expect it.”&amp;nbsp; Well, that time has come and gone, again and again.&amp;nbsp; Because every month, I start out being realistic, and the hope, faith, and optimism just build, and I’m overwhelmed by the let down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And it’s not just me that I let down, but so many others.&amp;nbsp; I know that there are so many people who go through this with us.&amp;nbsp; There are so many people who love us who want this for us, too.&amp;nbsp; And they’re heartbroken every month, too.&amp;nbsp; And not just because of that, but because they see our pain, and they hurt with and for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I feel as though I’m a failure, as though my body is a failure.&amp;nbsp; I question my body.&amp;nbsp; I question what I’ve done, or not done, so that God won’t give me a baby.&amp;nbsp; I know that’s not how it works.&amp;nbsp; I KNOW that.&amp;nbsp; But in the midst of my tears, I get angry at God.&amp;nbsp; I question Him.&amp;nbsp; I want to know what His timing is.&amp;nbsp; What I’ve done wrong in my life.&amp;nbsp; What do I need to still do?&amp;nbsp; Like I said – I KNOW that’s not how it goes, but that’s just how I FEEL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So, what does it all mean?&amp;nbsp; Where do I stand, now?&amp;nbsp; Same place as every month.&amp;nbsp; Ready to try, again, for another month.&amp;nbsp; Bitter is probably the best feeling to describe how I feel right now, though.&amp;nbsp; I’ll be better in a week – better when I can think things through more logically, less emotionally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;If you’ve made it this far, thank you for reading.&amp;nbsp; I’m sorry for being Debbie Downer.&amp;nbsp; I’ve been debating whether to write this or not…but it’s been good for me to write things down.&amp;nbsp; I would love your prayers, though. :) Can I ask for prayers?&amp;nbsp; And not just that God would give me the desires of my heart, but that I will be strengthened.&amp;nbsp; Strengthened in spirit, in body.&amp;nbsp; Emotionally.&amp;nbsp; Thank you, loves. :) I appreciate you. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4639853813869534707-5083546072902458531?l=marcandbritt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/feeds/5083546072902458531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4639853813869534707&amp;postID=5083546072902458531&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/5083546072902458531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/5083546072902458531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/2011/06/depressing-post.html' title='A depressing post…'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08073972474783601839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKV8oYx5tI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ouQO4xnbDRw/S220/DSC04937.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707.post-2854097742122962066</id><published>2011-06-11T22:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T22:13:05.447-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4-Wheelers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ava'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>May 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;The month in review. :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;So proud of my best friend!! Tiffany graduated from UNC with her Masters!! :)&amp;nbsp; I’m so excited for her.&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-yib7pbcPTJI/TfQgZ6DkSGI/AAAAAAAABY4/fgNgInVHfCQ/s1600-h/IMG_0741%25255B7%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_0741" border="0" alt="IMG_0741" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-KjY_ojI358A/TfQgaYf6oNI/AAAAAAAABY8/asRXTWR-CVA/IMG_0741_thumb%25255B4%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;After the graduation ceremony, her husband threw her a great dinner.&amp;nbsp; This is after dinner, and I love them. :) They love each other SO.MUCH. And I love seeing them together.&amp;nbsp; They make me happy. :)&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-N3SV_X0LlxI/TfQgbEZHDnI/AAAAAAAABZA/4VHsBN5ATW4/s1600-h/IMG_0758%25255B6%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_0758" border="0" alt="IMG_0758" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-owSdJmyXxCw/TfQgbrZwXhI/AAAAAAAABZE/M27uYwLGd6g/IMG_0758_thumb%25255B3%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The kids in TinyTown at church sand some songs for us one Sunday morning.&amp;nbsp; Ava, my youngest niece, is the on on the right in the blue dress with a bow in her hair.&amp;nbsp; She was so funny, as always.&amp;nbsp; Love seeing kids sing to God! :)&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-dPIgwFBYFek/TfQgceGD6DI/AAAAAAAABZI/4JrTpv7FWAU/s1600-h/IMG_0776%25255B5%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_0776" border="0" alt="IMG_0776" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-puTEcYLEJL8/TfQgciLr-VI/AAAAAAAABZM/Yj_DdxBwHQA/IMG_0776_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;We did landscaping around the front of the house.&amp;nbsp; This is the picture the day we did the planting.&amp;nbsp; Since then, we’ve added a dogwood tree to the right front, just beside the sidewalk, and spread more mulch to the left.&amp;nbsp; It only took us 3 years to add some “curb” appeal. :)&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-U_cV4zDpoNs/TfQgeF5WtCI/AAAAAAAABZQ/9EGKDVmndrQ/s1600-h/IMG_0770%25255B5%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_0770" border="0" alt="IMG_0770" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/--h9fBFcB8KY/TfQgepvk8wI/AAAAAAAABZU/iR89M9mLNi0/IMG_0770_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;For my brother’s birthday, he decided that he wanted to race 4-wheelers, again.&amp;nbsp; Two weeks later, he raced again.&amp;nbsp; We went to see him, and rode with his wife and kids.&amp;nbsp; Ava passed out on the way.&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-G1hz8IJmS3I/TfQgfF2GmgI/AAAAAAAABZY/diKkj-L2le8/s1600-h/IMG_0785%25255B5%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_0785" border="0" alt="IMG_0785" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-U31jxfp51Kc/TfQgfSIIi1I/AAAAAAAABZc/FthWQ20wmPQ/IMG_0785_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="282" height="370"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;This is Brock with some of the other guys who raced that night looking over the track.&amp;nbsp; Brock’s on the 4-wheeler.&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-DgDjeSb_xLc/TfQggFyfzkI/AAAAAAAABZg/3uL6LPTe_N8/s1600-h/IMG_0787%25255B5%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_0787" border="0" alt="IMG_0787" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-Adh4qPUBLo8/TfQggvQ0rgI/AAAAAAAABZk/JuME5jv7RvA/IMG_0787_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="282" height="370"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;And this is Brock during the practice.&amp;nbsp; I love watching him race.&amp;nbsp; He’s such a natural, and so good!&amp;nbsp; He won first place that night!! :)&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-88Egr34RAJk/TfQgiGwXwTI/AAAAAAAABZo/b2Tutot3wQw/s1600-h/IMG_0793%25255B5%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_0793" border="0" alt="IMG_0793" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-ufliHoDLjFU/TfQgiagxLdI/AAAAAAAABZs/TBbfqltBhGE/IMG_0793_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;We spent Memorial Day at the beach with friends.&amp;nbsp; It’s always a great, relaxing time.&amp;nbsp; The guys went fishing on Saturday, and came back with a lot of dolphin (mahi).&amp;nbsp; This is the biggest one they caught, &amp;gt;30 lbs.&amp;nbsp; It was GREAT fried up Sunday on the beach!! :)&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-9Jh1X35HTmo/TfQgjPqxZNI/AAAAAAAABZw/y3Hj2hR0jiw/s1600-h/IMG_0851%25255B5%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_0851" border="0" alt="IMG_0851" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-BDGt1ixPGFs/TfQgjevO9VI/AAAAAAAABZ0/dZatcU0wjlc/IMG_0851_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="282" height="370"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;And this is one with all of their fish.&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-mX45l5P7L8M/TfQgj-Z2-DI/AAAAAAAABZ4/gkVpWK-muCw/s1600-h/IMG_0855%25255B5%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_0855" border="0" alt="IMG_0855" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-AlKBEiEADaQ/TfQgkW1YgkI/AAAAAAAABZ8/zKg438ZEOYA/IMG_0855_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="282" height="370"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;The girls with the fish, and the big fisherman of the day! :)&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-0lXKwrcA06c/TfQglyXojTI/AAAAAAAABaA/DrLD06AR8Ms/s1600-h/IMG_0859%25255B5%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_0859" border="0" alt="IMG_0859" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-ZbLDyWbNgAU/TfQgmMx5zAI/AAAAAAAABaE/khuNsWSU1oI/IMG_0859_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Everyone game Marc a hard time because his shirt looks like the dolphin.&amp;nbsp; If you count him, he’s the biggest catch of the day! :)&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-Tb17isnrvXc/TfQgnK0Ye2I/AAAAAAAABaI/Kq-GdUAc17k/s1600-h/IMG_0858%25255B5%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_0858" border="0" alt="IMG_0858" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-ku8lcEml190/TfQgnuiu8YI/AAAAAAAABaM/YOIJSGfe_Hk/IMG_0858_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Sunday of Memorial Weekend:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-01h9yYyJ4JU/TfQgoMAIjkI/AAAAAAAABaQ/N6Ulc9zOotA/s1600-h/IMG_0883%25255B5%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_0883" border="0" alt="IMG_0883" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-51BIcQmTx7M/TfQgolXYWHI/AAAAAAAABaU/PCFXcn_4IJE/IMG_0883_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="282" height="370"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Sand bar at low tide…the guys pushed us off&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-8PMOTRRKerY/TfQgpL0SciI/AAAAAAAABaY/6v-LhQsErxk/s1600-h/IMG_0885%25255B5%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_0885" border="0" alt="IMG_0885" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-8Nt-XCf0-I4/TfQgpQlDTmI/AAAAAAAABac/PHjN7fQHboE/IMG_0885_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="282" height="370"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Wild horses on Carrot Island.&amp;nbsp; Seriously, one of the most beautiful sights there is…&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-bam-Kc_KDlc/TfQgqH2J8oI/AAAAAAAABag/k_ItksupQBE/s1600-h/IMG_0890%25255B5%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_0890" border="0" alt="IMG_0890" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-1rgOoSQVYUk/TfQgqiVdrHI/AAAAAAAABak/t9_hKyEZvBE/IMG_0890_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-bOWuzYQS_5E/TfQgroXEMVI/AAAAAAAABao/l1MB9ANVsoU/s1600-h/IMG_0904%25255B5%25255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_0904" border="0" alt="IMG_0904" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-q9uU663vicw/TfQgsBKNptI/AAAAAAAABas/dzhlJfjrt6I/IMG_0904_thumb%25255B2%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And that’s pretty much it for May.&amp;nbsp; Great month.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Now, I’m looking forward to the rest of June. :) Two of my nieces have birthdays, helping to host a baby shower for one of our life group couples, DEF LEPPARD concert (I.cannot.WAIT!!) with all the friends, my 28th birthday, which then leads to July and another weekend at the beach. :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hope you’re having a great month! :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4639853813869534707-2854097742122962066?l=marcandbritt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/feeds/2854097742122962066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4639853813869534707&amp;postID=2854097742122962066&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/2854097742122962066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/2854097742122962066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/2011/06/may-2011.html' title='May 2011'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08073972474783601839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKV8oYx5tI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ouQO4xnbDRw/S220/DSC04937.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-KjY_ojI358A/TfQgaYf6oNI/AAAAAAAABY8/asRXTWR-CVA/s72-c/IMG_0741_thumb%25255B4%25255D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707.post-9127724007628443444</id><published>2011-05-18T11:40:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T11:40:14.512-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>The hard stuff…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I always have this internal debate about how personal, how “real”, to get on this blog.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And I often think that it would be easier if I were completely anonymous.&amp;#160; Or if all of you were anonymous, so that I didn’t know exactly (using the term loosely) who views this blog.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;In all honesty, it’s harder to write, harder to be me, knowing that people I know in real life read what I write.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Because it’s hard to be happy all the time.&amp;#160; Especially when that’s not reality.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So.&amp;#160; What’s real?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;- I was miserable in my job for the past two years.&amp;#160; I’m finally happy with my job (same job, different leadership/staff).&amp;#160; We are in a different office, with different leadership, different everything, really.&amp;#160; And I love it.&amp;#160; Not to say I don’t miss &lt;em&gt;some&lt;/em&gt; of the former – I miss my former receptionist = she’s a really nice lady, and she knew &lt;strong&gt;exactly&lt;/strong&gt; what to do. I miss my old commute time = I’m driving about 45 minutes each way, now.&amp;#160; Gives me time to think and unwind after work, though. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;- For the past 26 months, I’ve been unable to get pregnant.&amp;#160; And it’s not for lack of trying! ;) So, by definition, I’m dealing with infertility.&amp;#160; Is it a coincidence that I’ve been unhappy at work for about the same amount of time?&amp;#160; No.&amp;#160; I don’t really believe in coincidences.&amp;#160; I &lt;strong&gt;do&lt;/strong&gt; believe that God knows best.&amp;#160; And He knew that mentally, and emotionally, I wouldn’t have been able to be the best mom.&amp;#160; With that being said, I’m happy, now, God!&amp;#160; I’m ready (or as ready as I can get?)!! :) (There have been many doctors visits, many tests, my body works, my husband’s body works…just no kid.&amp;#160; Yet.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;- When I was miserable at work, I had TONS of extra time to goof off online and write blogs.&amp;#160; Currently, I’m slammed with work, and thus, have no time to blog at work.&amp;#160; Shame.&amp;#160; And by the time I get home, after working on a computer for 8+ hours, sue me for not wanting to get on the laptop there to blog.&amp;#160; I’ve got to work something out, though.&amp;#160; I miss my writing out my thoughts. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;- My 10 year high school reunion is this year.&amp;#160; I’ll be one of “those people” at the homecoming football game.&amp;#160; One of “those people” that, at the time, I thought was &lt;strong&gt;so old&lt;/strong&gt;.&amp;#160; And this event, stupid as it may be, has me looking at my life and evaluating what I’ve &lt;strong&gt;DONE&lt;/strong&gt; with my life over the past 10 years.&amp;#160; Besides graduating from college and getting married…can’t say that there’s much else I’ve &lt;strong&gt;DONE&lt;/strong&gt;.&amp;#160; Kind of depressing.&amp;#160; And this goes back to the fact that I can’t get pregnant.&amp;#160; Now THAT would be an accomplishment!! :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;- My &lt;em&gt;trust&lt;/em&gt; in God is constantly tested.&amp;#160; Do I &lt;em&gt;trust&lt;/em&gt; that God will give me a baby?&amp;#160; Do I &lt;em&gt;trust&lt;/em&gt; that He is faithful to me and my desires?&amp;#160; Do I simply &lt;em&gt;trust&lt;/em&gt; God?&amp;#160; Yes.&amp;#160; I do.&amp;#160; Is it always easy and happy doing so?&amp;#160; Absolutely not.&amp;#160; I have to consistently remind myself that there’s a plan.&amp;#160; And it’s not MY plan.&amp;#160; If it were MY plan, I would have gotten pregnant 2 years ago, and I’d have a little rugrat running around. :)&amp;#160; God’s plan is different from mine, &lt;em&gt;obviously&lt;/em&gt;, but His plan is perfect. :) Sometimes, though, my heart hurts too much to listen to reason, and I throw myself a pity party.&amp;#160; I’m forever on this emotional roller coaster that NEVER.ENDS.&amp;#160; Thank you, hormone drugs.&amp;#160; I’m forever grateful.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I have to laugh and make jokes about our situation.&amp;#160; I mean, how else do you work through it?&amp;#160; And I am in NO WAY saying that our infertility path is worse than yours is or might be.&amp;#160; Either way, it just sucks.&amp;#160; Some women may NEVER get pregnant.&amp;#160; And that thought saddens me.&amp;#160; I’m often angry…so, so &lt;strong&gt;angry&lt;/strong&gt;…when I hear that some girl, woman, whatever is pregnant.&amp;#160; And I get judgmental, thinking that the family and home and &lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt; that I can and will provide one day is better than someone else’s.&amp;#160; I’m absolutely &lt;u&gt;EATEN&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;UP&lt;/u&gt; with jealousy.&amp;#160; And I hate it.&amp;#160; And I have to check myself.&amp;#160; But that’s how I feel.&amp;#160; That’s honest.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;**********&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;With that, I hope I haven’t scared you off. :) And if I do know you in real life, can we keep this between just you and me?&amp;#160; I know that this isn’t a private blog, but I’d love to think that I can trust you. :) Pretty please?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;And if you struggle with infertility, and need to vent about the “injustices” of it all, I’m here.&amp;#160; I am in NO WAY an expert.&amp;#160; But I have some experience.&amp;#160; And I can share with you.&amp;#160; And I’m being told, though many sermons and bible verses that just keep.showing.up that this may be part of my personal ministry.&amp;#160; My way of showing God’s love for all of his children – young and old. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Have a great day, everyone! :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;And because I HAVE to have a photo – and I need something happy to go with this heavy post.&amp;#160; So, in anticipation of Memorial Day, here you go.&amp;#160; Can’t wait for some beach time with our friends…much needed break! :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TdPoWpb3qJI/AAAAAAAABVg/dguNFv2QSuU/s1600-h/DSC067996.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="DSC06799" border="0" alt="DSC06799" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TdPoXBMF4tI/AAAAAAAABVk/5UPQevpq3dY/DSC06799_thumb4.jpg?imgmax=800" width="420" height="319" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4639853813869534707-9127724007628443444?l=marcandbritt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/feeds/9127724007628443444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4639853813869534707&amp;postID=9127724007628443444&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/9127724007628443444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/9127724007628443444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/2011/05/hard-stuff.html' title='The hard stuff…'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08073972474783601839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKV8oYx5tI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ouQO4xnbDRw/S220/DSC04937.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TdPoXBMF4tI/AAAAAAAABVk/5UPQevpq3dY/s72-c/DSC06799_thumb4.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707.post-460806161376876449</id><published>2011-04-29T10:24:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T10:24:40.301-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><title type='text'>Fill in the Blank Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Yes, I’ve been MIA.&amp;#160; Yes, I’m fine.&amp;#160; And yes, I will fill you in, hopefully this weekend, on my life for the past few months. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; If you’re still around, thanks for the faith, and enjoy my Fill in the Blank Friday from &lt;a href="http://thelittlethingswedo.blogspot.com/2011/04/fill-in-blank-friday_28.html" target="_blank"&gt;Lauren’s blog&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="Fill in the Blank Friday" border="0" alt="Fill in the Blank Friday" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TbrKJanBPlI/AAAAAAAABVA/KDHvWc6bEUA/Fill%20in%20the%20Blank%20Friday_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="180" height="240" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;I am looking forward to&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;summer and all that implies!&amp;#160; I’m ready for weekends at the lake, weekends at the beach, softball games, summer cookouts, my nieces’ birthdays, MY birthday, and everything else God has planned for my life this summer!!&lt;/u&gt;:)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;Something kind of embarrassing that I still love anyway is&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;ABC Family movies and original TV shows.&amp;#160; Yep – I’m that kind of girl.&amp;#160; I also love the Disney Channel and their movies.&amp;#160; I’m a Jo Bros fan – I can admit that!! Haha!&amp;#160; Seriously, though – I love ABC Family shows.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;My favorite car is&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;that I’ve owned?&amp;#160; My current Explorer. Granted, it’s my third Explorer, but it’s the only 4-door one.&amp;#160; However, if I could have ANY car, I really like the GMC Acadia.&amp;#160; It think it’s pretty, and semi-small, for a SUV.&amp;#160; And it has an option for 3rd row seating, which comes in handy with our friends!!&lt;/u&gt; :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;If you could pick one type of weather to live with for the rest of your life, it would be&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;Spring in the South weather.&amp;#160; When the temperatures are around the mid-70s, there’s usually a light breeze.&amp;#160; Cool at night, but warm during the day.&amp;#160; It’s before the humidity gets ridiculous.&amp;#160; Sadly, in NC, it seems to only last for a week before summer moves in.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;My favorite thing to do after a bad/stressful day is&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;change IMMEDIATELY into comfy clothes – pj pants or sweats and a t-shirt – love on my dogs for a little bit and then veg out on the couch watching some of my shows that are on the DVR.&amp;#160; Hang out with Marc, maybe drink a beer, and just enjoy and be thankful for my home, my family, my dogs.&amp;#160; Try to remind myself that it’s not really that bad.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;6. &lt;strong&gt;This weekend&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;I will be celebrating my niece Allie’s 6th birthday, again!&amp;#160; She’s having her party with all of her friends, so we’ll hang out there for awhile, then head to our friends’ house to celebrate his birthday, play horseshoes and corn hole.&amp;#160; And I will sew an apron for my best friend.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;7. &lt;strong&gt;If I were a color, I’d be&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;u&gt; blue &lt;/u&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;strong&gt;because &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;it’s my favorite color and it makes me happy.&amp;#160; Blue, to me, at least, is calming and steady.&amp;#160; It reminds me of the ocean, which makes me smile.&lt;/u&gt; :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;If you’d like to join in, just grab the photo and the questions, and head over the Lauren’s blog to let her know you’ve joined in today!! :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Happy Friday, y’all!! :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TbrKJlHMYJI/AAAAAAAABVE/S56gQOAd8oo/s1600-h/Signature-BE4212C632D29A1F98D632D890C57B22%5B6%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="Signature-BE4212C632D29A1F98D632D890C57B22" border="0" alt="Signature-BE4212C632D29A1F98D632D890C57B22" align="left" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TbrKJ-MTAuI/AAAAAAAABVI/qR8eys_TUoI/Signature-BE4212C632D29A1F98D632D890C57B22_thumb%5B4%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="183" height="59" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4639853813869534707-460806161376876449?l=marcandbritt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/feeds/460806161376876449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4639853813869534707&amp;postID=460806161376876449&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/460806161376876449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/460806161376876449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/2011/04/fill-in-blank-friday.html' title='Fill in the Blank Friday'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08073972474783601839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKV8oYx5tI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ouQO4xnbDRw/S220/DSC04937.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TbrKJanBPlI/AAAAAAAABVA/KDHvWc6bEUA/s72-c/Fill%20in%20the%20Blank%20Friday_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707.post-2499311488823691253</id><published>2011-03-27T15:40:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T15:40:20.832-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Life Gets Busy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Do you ever feel like that?&amp;nbsp; Feel like you’re too busy to just sit back and take a deep breath to enjoy life?&amp;nbsp; I’ve kind of been feeling that way for the past few months.&amp;nbsp; In a way, I’m glad to be busy.&amp;nbsp; And in a way, it makes me sad.&amp;nbsp; It makes me feel like life is passing too quickly.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;So what’s been going on in my life for the past few months?&amp;nbsp; Not much of anything that’s life changing, but a few things that are going to make my life a little more enjoyable. :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Towards the end of 2010, I had grown to pretty much hate my job.&amp;nbsp; I disliked my boss and the way she treated me…it was frustrating, and there wasn’t anything that I could really do about it.&amp;nbsp; I didn’t have any other job prospects, so I just had to stick it out.&amp;nbsp; But I was really unhappy.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In the past month, that’s all changed. I have a new boss coming in next week.&amp;nbsp; As in April 4th, and I couldn’t be more excited.&amp;nbsp; Our office is moving, which is a bit of an annoyance, because it will mean a longer commute, but the move means a better chance of a profit for the business, so I’m ready to see how all of the changes are going to change my work environment. :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;************************&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;On a really happy note, Marc &amp;amp; I celebrated 5 years of marriage on Friday, March 25th! :) Happy Anniversary to us!! :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;We spent the weekend before in the mountains of North Carolina, and had a great time relaxing and sightseeing with our friends, Chad and Katie. :) These are just some snapshots of our weekend near Boone.&amp;nbsp; The weather was perfect, and it was such a nice mini-vacation! :) I’m so glad we took the time to get away.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TY9uR1RViiI/AAAAAAAABR0/aqSm-Xx2iaM/s1600-h/IMG_0416%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; 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border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_0496" border="0" alt="IMG_0496" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TY9ukrNNJcI/AAAAAAAABTY/hKlERjSOU8M/IMG_0496_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="260" height="200"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TY9ulHxlGDI/AAAAAAAABTc/MPHCCHt5cc8/s1600-h/IMG_0499%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_0499" border="0" alt="IMG_0499" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TY9ulbFtrHI/AAAAAAAABTg/E0nhOKf4PQ0/IMG_0499_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="260" height="200"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TY9umONBDBI/AAAAAAAABTk/UpAjwLMlkM4/s1600-h/IMG_0480%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_0480" border="0" alt="IMG_0480" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TY9umqzh_dI/AAAAAAAABTo/Hz8xU6HGgls/IMG_0480_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="200" height="260"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;************************&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;Last week, I went to my first Carolina Hurricanes hockey game.&amp;nbsp; It was so much fun! :) I look forward to going back soon!! Cutest thing – during the first break between periods, they let the little hockey players come out…so cute! :)&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TY9unaEkmUI/AAAAAAAABTs/1FusKjASCNU/s1600-h/IMG_0515%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_0515" border="0" alt="IMG_0515" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TY9unn9-0KI/AAAAAAAABTw/bqE9q1NoVtE/IMG_0515_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="260" height="200"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TY9uoca8pcI/AAAAAAAABT0/5MWPL9R8SEg/s1600-h/IMG_0518%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_0518" border="0" alt="IMG_0518" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TY9uogKB_xI/AAAAAAAABT4/gjxiUenaRno/IMG_0518_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="260" height="200"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TY-Sk-hct5I/AAAAAAAABUA/lSagEoWDTfE/s1600-h/IMG_0521%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_0521" border="0" alt="IMG_0521" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TY-SlYRYZuI/AAAAAAAABUE/_Il6Z-tncn4/IMG_0521_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="260" height="200"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TY-SmzlW2XI/AAAAAAAABUI/pYKdHC9nBbc/s1600-h/IMG_0523%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_0523" border="0" alt="IMG_0523" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TY-SnBq_smI/AAAAAAAABUM/EgBSe17yr8E/IMG_0523_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="260" height="200"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TY-Sn2WxvrI/AAAAAAAABUQ/9_Rk38_-pLU/s1600-h/IMG_0524%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_0524" border="0" alt="IMG_0524" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TY-SoHMIv5I/AAAAAAAABUU/m7vOANzVv5I/IMG_0524_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="260" height="200"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;************************&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;And yesterday, we celebrated the birthday of a couple’s little boy, Lukas.&amp;nbsp; And I’m really selfish, but my favorite part of this was getting to spend time with my nephew, Brayden! :) He’s so cute and chunky!!&amp;nbsp; And I absolutely love how Marc is with all of our nieces and nephew.&amp;nbsp; He’s so good with kids! :) Isn’t this picture just precious?? He’s going to make a great dad…I can’t wait for that time in our lives! :)&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TY-SokZkFvI/AAAAAAAABUY/JI7ewVH-Qt8/s1600-h/IMG_0531%5B11%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px" title="IMG_0531" border="0" alt="IMG_0531" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TY-SpESx_VI/AAAAAAAABUc/z4sOSV4ylX8/IMG_0531_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="245" height="320"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;************************&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;Other things I’ve done in the past two months?&amp;nbsp; I’ve been to Anaheim, California for a convention for work.&amp;nbsp; While there, I was lucky enough to visit San Diego for a Supercross race (dirt bike motorcycles), Disneyland, which was so much fun, lots of time with friends, lots of time at work.&amp;nbsp; Nothing out of this world exciting, but just life as I know it. :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;I hope each of you have been doing well! :) I’ve missed you all!! :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4639853813869534707-2499311488823691253?l=marcandbritt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/feeds/2499311488823691253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4639853813869534707&amp;postID=2499311488823691253&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/2499311488823691253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/2499311488823691253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/2011/03/life-gets-busy.html' title='Life Gets Busy'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08073972474783601839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKV8oYx5tI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ouQO4xnbDRw/S220/DSC04937.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TY9uSo9hBrI/AAAAAAAABR4/wKl44e3_fGs/s72-c/IMG_0416_thumb%5B1%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707.post-6541323321650730619</id><published>2011-01-20T11:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T12:04:33.539-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Do you trust Him?</title><content type='html'>I get weekly emails from &lt;a href="http://www.maxlucado.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Max Lucado&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Usually, they’re good.&amp;nbsp; Today, I got just what I needed. :) Amazing how God works like that, huh? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today’s topic was “Do you trust Him?”.&amp;nbsp; Max starts off by saying that God knows all things that will happen, both good &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; bad.&amp;nbsp; Just because God knows something bad is going to happen, that doesn’t mean that He doesn’t &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;care&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; about those things.&amp;nbsp; It just means he has a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;purpose&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; behind those things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few excerpts from the email, because, really, Max just says things so well:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“From Gethsemane’s garden Christ pleaded for a Plan B. Redemption with no nails. “ ‘Father, if you are willing, please take this cup of suffering away from me. Yet I want your will, not mine.’ Then an angel from heaven appeared and strengthened him” (Luke 22:42–43).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did God hear the prayer of his Son? Enough to send an angel. Did God spare his Son from death? No. The glory of God outranked the comfort of Christ. So Christ suffered, and God’s grace was displayed and deployed.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;Jesus didn’t want to have to die on the cross.&amp;nbsp; He asked his Father to take that away – to use a different plan to save us all – but God’s plan was perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“He authors all itineraries. He knows what is best. No struggle will come your way &lt;em&gt;apart from his purpose, presence, and permission&lt;/em&gt;. What encouragement this brings! You are never the victim of nature or the prey of fate. Chance is eliminated. You are more than a weather vane whipped about by the winds of fortune.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;There are no coincidences.&amp;nbsp; God doesn’t make mistakes.&amp;nbsp; That doesn’t mean that our life is easy, or even that we understand everything that we go through.&amp;nbsp; We don’t have to – God knows.&amp;nbsp; We just need to trust that He really does know what He’s doing…and He does. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We live beneath the protective palm of a sovereign King who superintends every circumstance of our lives and delights in doing us good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing comes your way that has not first passed through the filter of his love.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;I love that last sentence - “Nothing comes your way that has not first passed through the filter of his love.”&amp;nbsp; Doesn’t that bring you reassurance?!?&amp;nbsp; It does me.&amp;nbsp; It soothes my heart of the aches it feels because of some of the things that I’m going through right now.&amp;nbsp; I &lt;strong&gt;know&lt;/strong&gt; that God knows best – and I just have to trust Him, &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; trust Him, that I will come through this, and I will glorify Him in the process. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;**********&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #804000;"&gt;Happy Thursday, y’all!&amp;nbsp; Hope you have a fabulous day!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4639853813869534707-6541323321650730619?l=marcandbritt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/feeds/6541323321650730619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4639853813869534707&amp;postID=6541323321650730619&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/6541323321650730619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/6541323321650730619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/2011/01/do-you-trust-him.html' title='Do you trust Him?'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08073972474783601839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKV8oYx5tI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ouQO4xnbDRw/S220/DSC04937.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707.post-2543255638031853683</id><published>2011-01-14T13:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T13:32:57.278-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Yes, this may be a little late, but I’ve had a hard time putting into words the things that are swirling around in my head.&amp;#160; So, since I’m seriously lacking creativity, you get bullet points…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;I’m doing Project 365 this year.&amp;#160; I’m enjoying it, so far! :) The link is on my sidebar in my blog.&amp;#160; However, for those of you, like me, who hate clicking out of Reader, &lt;a href="http://http://bj-myyearinpics.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;here you go&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;#160; You many think it’s boring, but it’s way less intimidating than having to come up with words for a post.&amp;#160; I’m just saying. :)&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;My life is pretty boring.&amp;#160; Most days consist of:&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;ul&gt;     &lt;li&gt;going to work&lt;/li&gt;      &lt;li&gt;coming home&lt;/li&gt;      &lt;li&gt;working out&lt;/li&gt;      &lt;li&gt;eating dinner&lt;/li&gt;      &lt;li&gt;watching TV and/or reading&lt;/li&gt;      &lt;li&gt;going to bed&lt;/li&gt;      &lt;li&gt;repeat&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;/ul&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Therefore, not a lot of inspiration. :) I’m working on it, though.&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And, because I need to be reminded, and because I’m feeling the sorrow a bit:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#008000" size="4" face="Vogel"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Though your sorrow may last for a night, &lt;em&gt;JOY&lt;/em&gt; comes in the morning.” – Psalm 30:5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4639853813869534707-2543255638031853683?l=marcandbritt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/feeds/2543255638031853683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4639853813869534707&amp;postID=2543255638031853683&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/2543255638031853683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/2543255638031853683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-year.html' title='A New Year'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08073972474783601839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKV8oYx5tI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ouQO4xnbDRw/S220/DSC04937.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707.post-6707627286455127303</id><published>2011-01-01T16:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T17:03:26.709-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflections</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I’m still trying to figure out how it’s already 2011.&amp;#160; Do you know? This year has passed in a whirlwind, and I feel like I’m still trying to get my bearings.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;January &lt;/strong&gt;– We rang in the new year with our best friends in Beaufort, NC.&amp;#160; It was a great way to start the year, and we’ll probably end the year in the same way. :) I can’t wait! :) &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TSTqiqCWGYI/AAAAAAAABLg/ggp2-4CdpfU/s1600-h/NewYears16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="New Years 1" border="0" alt="New Years 1" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TSTqjAHPbnI/AAAAAAAABLk/m4HTuTLwqdk/NewYears1_thumb4.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TSTqkOZUwKI/AAAAAAAABLo/Q8UMRzg_yVM/s1600-h/NewYears25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="New Years 2" border="0" alt="New Years 2" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TSTqkU8l5TI/AAAAAAAABLs/5TtJOvL2QnY/NewYears2_thumb3.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;February&lt;/strong&gt; – Experienced New Orleans for the first time.&amp;#160; I went down for work.&amp;#160; It was definitely an experience, and saw my first (and probably only) pet wallaby.&amp;#160; Yep – that’s for real. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;March&lt;/strong&gt; – Marc &amp;amp; I celebrated 4 years of marriage.&amp;#160; Every morning, I look forward to meeting each day with him.&amp;#160; He’s been my rock for so long, I can’t imagine what I’d do without him.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This was the first year that Marc &amp;amp; I opened up our home to the youth group for their annual Metamorphosis event.&amp;#160; It was so much fun, and we’re excited to be able to do it, again, in 2011. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We also lost one of our friends to an awful accident.&amp;#160; This is one we’re still dealing with.&amp;#160; It’s hard – I keep expecting him to be at our events/gatherings.&amp;#160; It’s still just weird that he’s not with us.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;April&lt;/strong&gt; – Our great friends, Chris &amp;amp; Jennifer were married! Marc was in the wedding, so we enjoyed festivities for that.&amp;#160; We also found out that Marc’s sister-in-law, Tammy, was pregnant. :) We’re still waiting to meet Brayden, but it shouldn’t be long, now! :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Also in April, Allie turned 5 years old…can’t believe she’s so grown!&amp;#160; I remember driving home from Appalachian on a Saturday morning to meet my first niece! :) She’s such a special girl!! :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May&lt;/strong&gt; – The girls spent a weekend in Charlotte for Krystle’s bachelorette party.&amp;#160; We had a great time in downtown.&amp;#160; It was so nice to get out of town for a bit.&amp;#160; Can’t wait for the next bachelorette party!&amp;#160; Not that we have anything in the works, but we’ve got one more girl to get hitched. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;June&lt;/strong&gt; – Kurt &amp;amp; Krystle got married!&amp;#160; We had such a great time at the rehearsal and the wedding!&amp;#160; Everyone did! :) Still wishing that we could have a wedding every year – minus the wedding – really just a big party for all of our friends! :) Wouldn’t that be great?!? :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I share my birthday month with my other two nieces, so there was lots of celebrating in June.&amp;#160; Karleigh turned 3 and Ava turned 2.&amp;#160; And I turned 27.&amp;#160; I’m starting to feel old! :) And my mom and dad celebrated 33 years of marriage.&amp;#160; They are such an inspiration to me! :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;July&lt;/strong&gt; – We spent the 4th of July weekend in Beaufort with friends.&amp;#160; We had a great weekend, and love this tradition!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TSTqlevuy1I/AAAAAAAABLw/p1dWJc3nnKc/s1600-h/ScubaCouple12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="Scuba Couple" border="0" alt="Scuba Couple" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TSTqmF5oRcI/AAAAAAAABL0/kYdE8xRJRYc/ScubaCouple_thumb10.jpg?imgmax=800" width="368" height="360" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TSTqm7_Q6dI/AAAAAAAABL4/jgrDWFacMIM/s1600-h/Housemates5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="Housemates" border="0" alt="Housemates" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TSTqngexwgI/AAAAAAAABL8/VKkeIBsPiD8/Housemates_thumb3.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TSTqocuJxwI/AAAAAAAABMA/wWEMs4B03l0/s1600-h/MandB5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="M and B" border="0" alt="M and B" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TSTqo3JqTJI/AAAAAAAABME/T1v9ZdMeSpQ/MandB_thumb3.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TSTqpDFd2sI/AAAAAAAABMI/aLlNoxi-UBA/s1600-h/HorsesonCarrot5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="Horses on Carrot" border="0" alt="Horses on Carrot" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TSTqpp7GDgI/AAAAAAAABMM/pc2fN8YvtWY/HorsesonCarrot_thumb3.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This was the first year that I volunteered to chaperone for the youth at their annual summer camp.&amp;#160; I had a great time getting to know the girls, and look forward to spending more time with them in small groups in 2011. :) They’re such a blessing! :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;August&lt;/strong&gt; – Marc turned 25 this month.&amp;#160; I also spent some time in Charlotte for work.&amp;#160; No huge happenings this month. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;September&lt;/strong&gt; – We played in softball tournament one weekend.&amp;#160; It was the perfect weekend – not too hot, kind of breezy, no rain.&amp;#160; It was a ton of fun. :) We also got an alarm system for our house.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;October&lt;/strong&gt; – Allie participated in her 3rd horse show with her pony, Sugarfoot.&amp;#160; She did so well! :)&amp;#160; Marc and I helped at our friend’s family Haunted Corn Maze for a few weekends.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Breast Cancer took the life of our friend in October.&amp;#160; She was a mentor, former teacher, and just good person.&amp;#160; This loss is still fresh among all of us, as she was a huge part of our lives from the past, and from the present.&amp;#160; We miss Ms. Sue something fierce.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;November&lt;/strong&gt; – I spent some more time in Charlotte for classes with work, again.&amp;#160; Our church also hosted an evangelism event that was awesome.&amp;#160; Over 40 people came to know Jesus that weekend, and it’s awesome to see God work in the lives of others. :) Brings a smile to my face!! :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Marc’s best friend, Grant, bought a house.&amp;#160; So, we spent a weekend in Fayetteville, NC helping him paint.&amp;#160; Marc took a break to go indoor skydiving.&amp;#160; Probably one of the coolest things to watch.&amp;#160; I highly enjoyed watching. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We celebrated Thanksgiving, as usual, and I enjoyed Black Friday shopping with my family.&amp;#160; One of my favorite traditions, ever!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;December&lt;/strong&gt; – We spent one weekend in South Carolina celebrating Christmas with Marc’s step-mom and her family.&amp;#160; It was fun and nice to get away before things got chaotic with Christmas activities. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We also spent a lot of time with friends – having dinner with everyone before Christmas.&amp;#160; It was a very nice and easy month. :) And, we celebrated Christmas, of course!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Our biggest blessing of December was our nephew!&amp;#160; It’s our first! :) So excited to have a little guy around to buy stuff for!! :) World, meet Brayden. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TSTqp0bKLnI/AAAAAAAABMQ/2Ro9Nxx8Lkw/s1600-h/Brayden2%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="Brayden2" border="0" alt="Brayden2" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TSTqqNSOpwI/AAAAAAAABMU/owKrM59O6Zw/Brayden2_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="319" height="420" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TSTqqoNpDBI/AAAAAAAABMY/avPy68TXGCw/s1600-h/Brayden5%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="Brayden5" border="0" alt="Brayden5" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TSTqq_Cz6cI/AAAAAAAABMc/c3dFBZKRHMk/Brayden5_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my favorite – Brayden’s winking at you! :)&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TSTqrJazCoI/AAAAAAAABMg/vnCx4xJGtRw/s1600-h/Brayden%20Matthew%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="Brayden Matthew" border="0" alt="Brayden Matthew" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TSTqrl5BPzI/AAAAAAAABMk/3IZ3OKeyUfw/Brayden%20Matthew_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="320" height="420" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We’ve already seen tons of white stuff.&amp;#160; And by tons, I mean less than 5 inches, total.&amp;#160; We rarely, if &lt;em&gt;ever&lt;/em&gt; get snow in December, so to have had snow 3 weeks in a row is a lot for us.&amp;#160; The kids, I’m sure, were ecstatic, as they didn’t have school for a few days because of that! :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So, that’s my year wrapped up.&amp;#160; I know lots more has happened in the year, but I really can’t tell you how glad I am to start a new year.&amp;#160; While there has been a lot of happiness this year, the sadness somehow overshadows that.&amp;#160; I’m excited to see what 2011 holds!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#0000a0" size="5"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy New Year, y’all&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4639853813869534707-6707627286455127303?l=marcandbritt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/feeds/6707627286455127303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4639853813869534707&amp;postID=6707627286455127303&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/6707627286455127303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/6707627286455127303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/2011/01/reflections.html' title='Reflections'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08073972474783601839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKV8oYx5tI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ouQO4xnbDRw/S220/DSC04937.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TSTqjAHPbnI/AAAAAAAABLk/m4HTuTLwqdk/s72-c/NewYears1_thumb4.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707.post-4061149865765666206</id><published>2010-12-08T13:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T13:34:46.975-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Glee'/><title type='text'>I don’t even know who you are.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Conversation between Marc and myself while watching the Glee episode from November 30th:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Scene where Quinn and Sam are singing “Time of my Life” during the Sectionals performance:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Marc: “What song is this?”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Me: Blank stare&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Marc: “Is it from a movie?”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Me: Blank stare&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Marc: “What? Is it from Dirty Dancing?”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Me: Blank stare, followed by, “I don’t even know who you are.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;**********&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Background info: Dirty Dancing is one of my absolute, all-time favorite movies.&amp;#160; When I was a kid, and I didn’t understand any of the more ‘adult’ scenes, I would watch the movie all the way through, then rewind (because we’re talking VHS here), and watch the last dance about 10 times before I turned the movie off.&amp;#160; Our VHS also had the best Mt. Dew commercial at the beginning – they were pulling someone on water skis with a horse. Classy, right there.&amp;#160; I’m pretty sure that just cemented my undying love for Mt. Dew. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Since this is one of my absolute, all-time favorite movies, my husband, whom I’ve been dating for over &lt;strong&gt;10 years&lt;/strong&gt; now, should &lt;em&gt;definitely &lt;/em&gt;know that “Time of my Life” is the theme song from Dirty Dancing.&amp;#160; Anyone with me on this?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;**********&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Okay, I’m not completely nuts, but this was just a funny conversation we has last week, and I wanted to preserve the memory! :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4639853813869534707-4061149865765666206?l=marcandbritt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/feeds/4061149865765666206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4639853813869534707&amp;postID=4061149865765666206&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/4061149865765666206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/4061149865765666206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-dont-even-know-who-you-are.html' title='I don’t even know who you are.'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08073972474783601839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKV8oYx5tI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ouQO4xnbDRw/S220/DSC04937.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707.post-3608817971863081545</id><published>2010-11-17T12:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T10:03:52.617-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>It’s time to start thinking Christmas!</title><content type='html'>Yep.&amp;nbsp; It’s already that time.&amp;nbsp; Can you believe it?&amp;nbsp; I can’t.&amp;nbsp; This year has absolutely flown by.&amp;nbsp; So much fun in a little year!&lt;br /&gt;And now, it’s time to start thinking about Christmas.&amp;nbsp; And Christmas cards. &amp;nbsp;And I'm so excited for the chance to get 50 free prints from Shutterfly! &amp;nbsp;Here are some of my favorites from &lt;a href="http://www.shutterfly.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Shutterfly.com&lt;/a&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;So many choices!&amp;nbsp; I don’t know how I’ll choose! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1.&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TOQMbbQAEYI/AAAAAAAABJw/K-3c1sDtr4U/s1600-h/Merry%20Christmas%5B11%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="Merry Christmas" border="0" height="176" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TOQMbz1NJJI/AAAAAAAABJ0/_rgCvYCgIIs/Merry%20Christmas_thumb%5B9%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="Merry Christmas" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2.&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TOQMcrSSWxI/AAAAAAAABJ4/TRloHfoookQ/s1600-h/Christmas%20Card%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="Christmas Card" border="0" height="176" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TOQMdOQfYWI/AAAAAAAABJ8/RUastMeD5V4/Christmas%20Card_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="Christmas Card" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TOQMdlj0o8I/AAAAAAAABKA/SrIJDl-XvoA/s1600-h/Christmas%20Tree%20Card%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="Christmas Tree Card" border="0" height="176" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TOQMePFBjTI/AAAAAAAABKE/0j8EhD6E4TI/Christmas%20Tree%20Card_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="Christmas Tree Card" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4.&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TOQMerG3cwI/AAAAAAAABKI/SbhcOJKvqlA/s1600-h/Merry%20Christmas%20-%20Brown2%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="Merry Christmas - Brown2" border="0" height="176" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TOQMfhfJPxI/AAAAAAAABKM/dLoYpF-8fEM/Merry%20Christmas%20-%20Brown2_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="Merry Christmas - Brown2" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5.&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TOQMg1Ru_RI/AAAAAAAABKQ/A4HwtV4Z3Bk/s1600-h/Merry%20Christmas%20-%20Brown3%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="Merry Christmas - Brown3" border="0" height="176" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TOQMhTe751I/AAAAAAAABKU/YbSm6s6uNzs/Merry%20Christmas%20-%20Brown3_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="Merry Christmas - Brown3" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6. &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TOQMh_Ao_iI/AAAAAAAABKY/X4BaRwWeKuA/s1600-h/Merry%20Christmas%20Brown%5B10%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="Merry Christmas Brown" border="0" height="176" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TOQMieqLUCI/AAAAAAAABKc/MIGv2LgLZL8/Merry%20Christmas%20Brown_thumb%5B8%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="Merry Christmas Brown" width="350" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m really loving the brown with modern colors.&amp;nbsp; And I like the multiple picture option.&lt;br /&gt;And I’ll definitely be one of &lt;em&gt;THOSE&lt;/em&gt; people – you know – the ones who include their dogs in their card and signature.&amp;nbsp; Because I don’t have an adorable baby to put on my card.&amp;nbsp; I just have adorable dogs. :)&lt;br /&gt;So, help me out – which is your favorite of those listed above?&amp;nbsp; Each card has a number above it.&amp;nbsp; Sound off in the comments section. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm really loving the &lt;a href="http://www.shutterfly.com/photo-books/simple-path"&gt;photo books&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;All of the grandparents always get these from Karleigh and Allie &amp;amp; Ava. &amp;nbsp;Again, as a family who doesn't have adorable baby faces to capture, I don't think they'd get as much enjoyment out of a photo book filled with my dogs. :) It matters how cute they are! :) Me, on the other hand, I think I'll have to create one for my memories...can never get enough pictures of them. &amp;nbsp;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TOU_zlkRGjI/AAAAAAAABKg/7-U_7lHm57E/s1600/IMG_0040.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TOU_zlkRGjI/AAAAAAAABKg/7-U_7lHm57E/s320/IMG_0040.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TOU_9DPEujI/AAAAAAAABKk/TEXoCKafIoQ/s1600/IMG_0051.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TOU_9DPEujI/AAAAAAAABKk/TEXoCKafIoQ/s320/IMG_0051.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And MERRY CHRISTMAS!! {Almost :)}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4639853813869534707-3608817971863081545?l=marcandbritt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/feeds/3608817971863081545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4639853813869534707&amp;postID=3608817971863081545&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/3608817971863081545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/3608817971863081545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/2010/11/its-time-to-start-thinking-christmas.html' title='It’s time to start thinking Christmas!'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08073972474783601839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKV8oYx5tI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ouQO4xnbDRw/S220/DSC04937.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TOQMbz1NJJI/AAAAAAAABJ0/_rgCvYCgIIs/s72-c/Merry%20Christmas_thumb%5B9%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707.post-1159678230782026007</id><published>2010-11-08T10:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T10:12:37.153-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayers'/><title type='text'>Faith</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;This Bible verse sits on my desk, and it’s been speaking to me a lot over the past few months.&amp;#160; Just thought I’d share. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Vizier"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Now all glory to God, who is able, through his mighty power at work within us, to accomplish infinitely more than we might ask or think.” &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Vizier"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;– Ephesians 3:20&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So, no matter what I’m going through, God is perfectly capable (overly capable, in fact) of accomplishing anything.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;While I might feel as though it’s taking forever (seriously, forever) for this one thing to happen, I know God can handle it.&amp;#160; He’s &lt;em&gt;going&lt;/em&gt; to handle it.&amp;#160; God can do anything.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Now, I just have to really, for real, let GO and let Him do his thing. :) Prayers for that, please? :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4639853813869534707-1159678230782026007?l=marcandbritt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/feeds/1159678230782026007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4639853813869534707&amp;postID=1159678230782026007&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/1159678230782026007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/1159678230782026007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/2010/11/faith.html' title='Faith'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08073972474783601839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKV8oYx5tI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ouQO4xnbDRw/S220/DSC04937.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707.post-8009376217194978919</id><published>2010-11-04T11:21:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T11:21:50.433-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Busy Month, Y’all</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hi!&amp;#160; No excuses, I’ve just not been blogging.&amp;#160; But here’s what I’ve been up to for the last month! :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;Warning: Photo Overload!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;October 2, 2010 – Cedar Grove Horse Show&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Allie was in her third horse show, and she wanted to do more than just the one “Children’s” event that she’s done for the past few years.&amp;#160; So adorable! :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Allie with her great-aunt Lisa and her pony, Sugarfoot&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TNLPVlMtvvI/AAAAAAAABHw/VTP9MLV4LyE/s1600-h/Horse%20Show%20Allie%201%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="Horse Show Allie 1" border="0" alt="Horse Show Allie 1" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TNLPWaUflEI/AAAAAAAABH0/r8VOJeMv3BY/Horse%20Show%20Allie%201_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="320" height="453" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Riding Sugarfoot by herself!! :)&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TNLPW25GsFI/AAAAAAAABH4/y_cnq9-TRJM/s1600-h/Horse%20Show%20Allie%202%5B7%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="Horse Show Allie 2" border="0" alt="Horse Show Allie 2" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TNLPXdgHiWI/AAAAAAAABH8/wYdAZ4CXa7E/Horse%20Show%20Allie%202_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="418" height="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Riding Lisa’s horse, Ginger&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TNLPX7aHjGI/AAAAAAAABIA/FEUhI2pNzq4/s1600-h/Horse%20Show%20Allie%203%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="Horse Show Allie 3" border="0" alt="Horse Show Allie 3" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TNLPYE4NaSI/AAAAAAAABIE/N3DwpwXfQ90/Horse%20Show%20Allie%203_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="316" height="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ava loved watching Allie – she’ll participate next year! :)&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TNLPYj2-GfI/AAAAAAAABII/oOHJFZRIol4/s1600-h/Horse%20Show%20Ava%201%5B7%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="Horse Show Ava 1" border="0" alt="Horse Show Ava 1" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TNLPY_kgw4I/AAAAAAAABIM/kaAWEszt0JY/Horse%20Show%20Ava%201_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="282" height="370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She had a blast riding the big horse&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TNLPZDs4mLI/AAAAAAAABIQ/Q1bIZGu26No/s1600-h/Horse%20Show%20Ava%202%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="Horse Show Ava 2" border="0" alt="Horse Show Ava 2" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TNLPZboTRDI/AAAAAAAABIU/CvwOBva0uWU/Horse%20Show%20Ava%202_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="420" height="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; PS – Her shirt has a rocking horse on it, and it says “Rock On”.&amp;#160; I absolutely LOVE it! :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;**********&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I guess in the Spring, I volunteered to be on the Finance Team at our church.&amp;#160; I’m good with numbers, it’s what I do for a living, so I wanted to put my ‘talents’ to use for God.&amp;#160; It’s been really good.&amp;#160; I feel valued by the team and our church.&amp;#160; I feel like I’m doing something good.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;However…I’m tired of budget meetings! :) We’re still trying to nail down the budget for the church for 2011, and I’m exhausted.&amp;#160; And I haven’t even really begun to do the budget for my job-job.&amp;#160; Oh, well…I know that God has given me this gift, and I’m happy to use it for Him. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;**********&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;October 16, 2010 – Costume Birthday Party&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;One of our friends threw a big party for his mom’s 50th birthday, and it was 70’s themed.&amp;#160; We went with hippie/pimp?&amp;#160; It was such a fun night, and the costumes were great! :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Marc &amp;amp; I&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TNLPaFZbOCI/AAAAAAAABIY/V0NDMkosi4g/s1600-h/M%20%26%20B%201%5B8%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="M &amp;amp; B 1" border="0" alt="M &amp;amp; B 1" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TNLPaXrP9mI/AAAAAAAABIc/5PwL69n4YEo/M%20%26%20B%201_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="337" height="370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Marc and Grant – Please notice the 3 inch white platform shoes – they actually lasted about 3 hours. :)&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TNLPanQBQoI/AAAAAAAABIg/ZbddSPmGfLo/s1600-h/M%20%26%20G%201%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="M &amp;amp; G 1" border="0" alt="M &amp;amp; G 1" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TNLPbFtcl4I/AAAAAAAABIk/HAMJXVzhUyE/M%20%26%20G%201_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="241" height="420" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160; He sent a picture to his dad, asked him if the afro looked familiar.&amp;#160; His dad had a for-real afro back in the day.&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TNLPbgblQiI/AAAAAAAABIo/5TYx81iHX6w/s1600-h/Marc%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="Marc" border="0" alt="Marc" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TNLPcf-OxUI/AAAAAAAABIs/8DimGgK5sZ8/Marc_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="217" height="470" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;**********&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Our office held a fundraiser to benefit H*abitat for H*umanity a few weeks ago.&amp;#160; It was a fun, nice fall day.&amp;#160; Perfect day to be outside instead of stuffed up in an office.&amp;#160; And we raised money for a great cause.&amp;#160; We’re looking forward to paying for and building a house for a family in need in May 2011.&amp;#160; Such an awesome thing to be a part of!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;**********&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;October 31, 2010 – Halloween&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Every year, we help with our friend’s family Corn Maze at Halloween.&amp;#160; For 4 or 5 nights, they do a Haunted Corn Maze.&amp;#160; They block off parts of the maze, set up a few black plastic tunnels, strobe lights, and some monsters.&amp;#160; It’s a ton of fun for the guys who haunt the maze, and it’s funny for us to watch some of the guests come running out of the maze being chased by a big guy with a chain saw. :) It’s our Halloween tradition, now. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;As the “greeters”, we girls dress up for at least one night…it’s the only way for us to really celebrate Halloween.&amp;#160; And we choose not to be ‘slutty’ girls – we dress for warmth.&amp;#160; I mean – we’re outside, under a tent, beside corn for about 4 hours a night.&amp;#160; I’m not trying to be cold! ;)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;This year, we went for snow bunnies. Cute, simple, cheap, and warm. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Snow Bunnies :)&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TNLPcwfhsnI/AAAAAAAABIw/DEOxG15jA6s/s1600-h/Bunnies%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="Bunnies" border="0" alt="Bunnies" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TNLPdR6GQdI/AAAAAAAABI0/O4ajgTsmkfE/Bunnies_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="420" height="319" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bunny Tails&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TNLPdj4_A1I/AAAAAAAABI4/--v-mVeKyPY/s1600-h/Bunny%20Tails%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="Bunny Tails" border="0" alt="Bunny Tails" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TNLPeEJQJsI/AAAAAAAABI8/3kIg5OnRiBY/Bunny%20Tails_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="420" height="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Monsters of the Maze&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TNLPfc9wQmI/AAAAAAAABJA/V8hrK5GGdsI/s1600-h/Monsters%5B8%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="Monsters" border="0" alt="Monsters" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TNLPftYB46I/AAAAAAAABJE/Kym_AodNoOM/Monsters_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="420" height="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Monsters Unveiled&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TNLPgD1MyzI/AAAAAAAABJI/4QUoB1OFjck/s1600-h/Monsters%20Unveiled%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="Monsters Unveiled" border="0" alt="Monsters Unveiled" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TNLPgYIpr0I/AAAAAAAABJM/xjyRcLTC5Ro/Monsters%20Unveiled_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="420" height="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Allie &amp;amp; Ava as Hannah Montana &amp;amp; Minnie Mouse :)&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TNLPhsybsoI/AAAAAAAABJQ/27fbXuqGtOU/s1600-h/Hannah%20%26%20Minnie%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="Hannah &amp;amp; Minnie" border="0" alt="Hannah &amp;amp; Minnie" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TNLPh_2XpvI/AAAAAAAABJU/tMrV20SzhUY/Hannah%20%26%20Minnie_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="420" height="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Karleigh as a Princess (and Baby Brayden in Tammy’s Belly) :)&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TNLPiMbZC-I/AAAAAAAABJY/sbNsOXkHhNM/s1600-h/Karleigh%5B7%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="Karleigh" border="0" alt="Karleigh" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TNLPiz5hlmI/AAAAAAAABJg/U1PEWzbceO8/Karleigh_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="470" height="490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And I just love this one of Ava :)&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TNLPjEs9KGI/AAAAAAAABJk/doijTkseiA4/s1600-h/Minnie%20Mouse%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="Minnie Mouse" border="0" alt="Minnie Mouse" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TNLPjTnuFmI/AAAAAAAABJo/s236H0gzUaw/Minnie%20Mouse_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="251" height="470" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Alright…thanks for making it this far! :) I love you, all of my faithful followers! :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Happy November!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4639853813869534707-8009376217194978919?l=marcandbritt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/feeds/8009376217194978919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4639853813869534707&amp;postID=8009376217194978919&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/8009376217194978919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/8009376217194978919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/2010/11/crazy-busy-month-yall.html' title='Crazy Busy Month, Y’all'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08073972474783601839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKV8oYx5tI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ouQO4xnbDRw/S220/DSC04937.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TNLPWaUflEI/AAAAAAAABH0/r8VOJeMv3BY/s72-c/Horse%20Show%20Allie%201_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707.post-4249813033557141899</id><published>2010-10-03T20:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T20:30:00.231-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>L is for the way you look at me…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Viner Hand ITC"&gt;“As we grow older together, as we continue to change with age, there is one thing that will never change…I will always keep falling in love with you.” &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Viner Hand ITC"&gt;– Karen Clodfelder&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4639853813869534707-4249813033557141899?l=marcandbritt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/feeds/4249813033557141899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4639853813869534707&amp;postID=4249813033557141899&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/4249813033557141899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/4249813033557141899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/2010/10/l-is-for-way-you-look-at-me.html' title='L is for the way you look at me…'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08073972474783601839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKV8oYx5tI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ouQO4xnbDRw/S220/DSC04937.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707.post-7376914573477754861</id><published>2010-10-01T12:27:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T12:27:29.674-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Where did September go???</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Crazy how time seems to speed up as I get older.&amp;#160; Remember in high school (for me, at least) when it felt like you would NEVER get out?&amp;#160; I went to school, went to cheer practice, went to dance, went home.&amp;#160; Repeat.&amp;#160; For four years.&amp;#160; Add softball practice in there for my sophomore year.&amp;#160; I was crazy busy – always doing stuff – but time seemed to pass impossibly slow.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Now?&amp;#160; I don’t know how it’s already October.&amp;#160; Christmas will be here in less than 3 months.&amp;#160; That’s sheer craziness!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;However, I have started Christmas shopping!&amp;#160; I think I actually started in July for the nieces. :) I absolutely &lt;em&gt;LOVE&lt;/em&gt; Christmas shopping.&amp;#160; I love trying to find that one thing for the intended receiver that came from me, and that I just know they’ll love. :) And I love it even more if I can make it, or assist, at least.&amp;#160; Can’t wait for all of the holidays coming up! Halloween, Thanksgiving, tons of birthdays in December, a NEPHEW in December, and Christmas. :)&amp;#160; Can’t.wait!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Before we even get to holidays, though, I’m so glad that fall has finally made an appearance! So glad for cooler weather, jeans, sweaters, boots, hot coffee.&amp;#160; Love it! :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;**********&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We had a security system installed at the house yesterday.&amp;#160; Sadly, there have been numerous break-ins around our area, with tons of reports on our community watch’s crime log.&amp;#160; So, with Marc going out of town in October for a guys weekend full of 4-wheeler riding, he knew he’d feel better leaving me with some type of security system in place.&amp;#160; Granted, I thought that’s why he bought me a gun. Oh, well…whatever makes him happy! Now, I just have to remember to turn it on! :|&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;**********&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’m so looking forward to watching Allie ride her pony, Sugarfoot, in a horse show this weekend.&amp;#160; Too cute! :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;**********&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Happy Friday, y’all!&amp;#160; Have a great weekend! :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4639853813869534707-7376914573477754861?l=marcandbritt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/feeds/7376914573477754861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4639853813869534707&amp;postID=7376914573477754861&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/7376914573477754861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/7376914573477754861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/2010/10/where-did-september-go.html' title='Where did September go???'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08073972474783601839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKV8oYx5tI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ouQO4xnbDRw/S220/DSC04937.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707.post-7641256069961581029</id><published>2010-09-29T11:52:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T11:52:37.722-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Where I come from</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Do you ever look at where you’re from - town, family, church - and are just filled with thanksgiving?&amp;#160; I am.&amp;#160; Especially recently, though I’m not sure why.&amp;#160; For me, my church is a huge part of ‘where I come from’.&amp;#160; Church has &lt;em&gt;always&lt;/em&gt; been a big part of who I am.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;See, God’s been working on me for months, now.&amp;#160; And for some reason, I keep pushing Him away.&amp;#160; Acting as if I don’t &lt;em&gt;need&lt;/em&gt; His help, when I so desperately do.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Let me give you a little background about my church life, and how it’s evolved.&amp;#160; My experiences with God have opened my eyes, and my heart, to how I &lt;em&gt;WANT&lt;/em&gt; my relationship with God to be, and now I just need to make it a priority and make it happen.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;*********&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;From the time I was born, I was raised in the church.&amp;#160; Meaning, I’ve always gone to church.&amp;#160; I’ve been a member of only two churches in my 27 years.&amp;#160; And I feel like I’m blessed for that.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My first church is a traditional church.&amp;#160; It’s an old building on a hill with a steeple, stained glass windows, baptismal pool behind the choir loft, pulpit in the center, rows of pews, a piano, two organs, and a cemetery.&amp;#160; It’s not a large church.&amp;#160; But it was ‘home’ to me for all of my teenage years.&amp;#160; It’s where my grandparents still attend.&amp;#160; It is filled with an older generation that is steeped in tradition, faith, love, support, and hope.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This church met on Sunday mornings at 9:45 for opening assembly (yep, that’s what it was/still is called), 10:00 for Sunday school, and 11:00 for worship/sermon.&amp;#160; You sing hymns with the piano and/or organ.&amp;#160; There’s a choir up front.&amp;#160; There’s only one pastor, and he lives with his family in the parsonage on the church grounds.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;About 2.5 years ago, I went from the above mentioned, traditional church (and there is absolutely NOTHING wrong with this type of church; it’s what I grew up in, and I wouldn’t change that for &lt;em&gt;ANYTHING&lt;/em&gt;), to a contemporary church with a full band, worship pastor, 2-service Sundays (one at 9:30 am, one at 11:00 am), youth pastor, senior pastor, and family ministry pastor.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It was kind of an adjustment. But a GOOD one.&amp;#160; It had gotten to the point at my old church where I was just going through the motions.&amp;#160; I wasn’t growing, and my relationship with God was suffering.&amp;#160; I needed a change.&amp;#160; I needed more.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And God answered.&amp;#160; In a big way.&amp;#160; See, it wasn’t hard for me to leave the church – the building and traditions – it was hard to leave the people.&amp;#160; These are people whom I’ve known my entire life.&amp;#160; That’s what small-town living is.&amp;#160; And I still miss some of those people more than I thought possible.&amp;#160; Especially the ones that are no longer on this earth.&amp;#160; Oh, but how I know they’re happy and rejoicing in heaven. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;God led me to &lt;a href="http://www.lifeatthelink.org" target="_blank"&gt;Crosslink Community Church&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;#160; And He led my brother there, too.&amp;#160; And it has been the biggest blessing in my life to watch my brother grow closer and closer to God.&amp;#160; So close, in fact, that the leadership of the church saw Brock as man of distinction – someone they wanted as a deacon of our church.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;God led me to meet new people who are excited about Jesus.&amp;#160; He has surrounded me with people who are in love with God, and I’m so thankful. They make me want to be a better person, a better Christian.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So, now, Crosslink is part of ‘where I come from.’ And I cannot wait to see what else God has planned for my life.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I just need to let go of the reigns I think I have on my life, and let Him take over.&amp;#160; God knows best, anyways. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Where do you come from?&amp;#160; Small-town living or big city life? Did you grow up in church, or are you still searching for your home?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;*********&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Have a great Wednesday, y’all! :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4639853813869534707-7641256069961581029?l=marcandbritt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/feeds/7641256069961581029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4639853813869534707&amp;postID=7641256069961581029&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/7641256069961581029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/7641256069961581029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/2010/09/where-i-come-from.html' title='Where I come from'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08073972474783601839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKV8oYx5tI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ouQO4xnbDRw/S220/DSC04937.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707.post-5729869758298826062</id><published>2010-09-20T12:36:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T12:36:52.076-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Questions, questions :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Brittany Ann from &lt;a href="http://www.brittsbeat.com/2010/09/trying-this-on-for-size.html" target="_blank"&gt;Living in the Moment&lt;/a&gt; tagged me, and I love playing along, so here goes:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. If there is one moment in your life you would &amp;quot;do-over,&amp;quot; what would it be?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I imagine in the moment, I would have loved a&amp;#160; do-over a few times, especially when I embarrassed myself, which I can do easily, but I think everything really does happen for a reason.&amp;#160; You learn and grow, and I learned to laugh at myself, even if it was through a raging blush that made me look like a tomato. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. What's your signature dish, i.e., what's your go-to meal that you make like no one else?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Hhmm…I’m not a great, accomplished cook – I really just don’t take the time to do cook.&amp;#160; However, I always take along to family events and reunions a broccoli and cheese casserole.&amp;#160; I love it!&amp;#160; Makes eating broccoli so much more enjoyable. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Would you want to be able to read minds? Why or why not?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I say no, I wouldn’t want to be able to read minds.&amp;#160; I don’t want to know all the bad and mean things people think about others.&amp;#160; I think it would get depressing to know everyone’s deep and dark secrets.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. What item of clothing flatters you most?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I think blue jeans…they’re comfy, I don’t have to worry about sucking in to be flattering.&amp;#160; And it contains my hips. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. What do you enjoy doing most when you're home alone?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I love curling up with a good book and the music on low.&amp;#160; It’s my favorite way to relax.&amp;#160; If Marc’s out of town, then that’s what I’ll spend most of my time doing. :) I don’t feel guilty about it at all…it’s really my favorite thing to do. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. If you could pick a different accent to have, what would it be, and why?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Oohhh!&amp;#160; I think either British or Australian.&amp;#160; I don’t think I can pick.&amp;#160; They’re both just sexy. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. How do you keep up-to-date on current events?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’m really bad about keeping up with current news.&amp;#160; Usually, I catch it on the local news, or on their website.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. If you could have any other job but the one you have, what would it be?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I have two other jobs I’d want.&amp;#160; First and foremost, more than anything else in the world…I want to be a Mama. :) Praying that God’s plan has that in my future. :) And in terms of full-time occupation, I think I’d really like to be a librarian. I could rock the glasses and messy bun. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;******************************&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;And I’m supposed to come up with 8 questions and tag people, but I don’t want to!&amp;#160; If you want to play along, just use Brittany Ann’s questions above and have fun! :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Happy Monday, y’all! :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4639853813869534707-5729869758298826062?l=marcandbritt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/feeds/5729869758298826062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4639853813869534707&amp;postID=5729869758298826062&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/5729869758298826062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/5729869758298826062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/2010/09/questions-questions.html' title='Questions, questions :)'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08073972474783601839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKV8oYx5tI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ouQO4xnbDRw/S220/DSC04937.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707.post-8005582041565775735</id><published>2010-09-10T11:43:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T11:43:21.924-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Eight Question Friday :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Alright…not much is going on.&amp;#160; I came across these questions over on &lt;a href="http://sonjaaislynne.blogspot.com/2010/09/8-questions-friday.html" target="_blank"&gt;Sonja’s&lt;/a&gt; blog, and it sounded like fun! :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. If you're a reader, what's your favorite book?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This is a tough one!&amp;#160; I love reading, so it’s really hard for me to single out just one book…how about I single out one author? :) I love me some Nicholas Sparks.&amp;#160; And I’m excited about his new book coming out soon, &lt;em&gt;Safe Haven&lt;/em&gt;.&amp;#160; I think part of it is because ALL of his books are based in North Carolina, and that’s the only place I’ve ever lived.&amp;#160; And I love a good love story. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Why did you choose the career you are in?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Well, I took an accounting class my senior year of high school, and it just seemed to fit.&amp;#160; I thought I would go into teaching prior to that.&amp;#160; It would have been a mistake!&amp;#160; I can’t deal with other people’s kids, especially those that aren’t family! I’m awful, I know!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Dream car, something practical or something flashy?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Probably a little of both?&amp;#160; I love SUVs.&amp;#160; So, it would definitely be something like that.&amp;#160; Hhhmmm…probably a Range Rover?&amp;#160; I think they’re sexy…all black, with tinted windows, and nice rims. :) It’s a dream, right?&amp;#160; However, I do appreciate a muscle car.&amp;#160; But it has to have custom exhaust, nice rims, and tinted windows.&amp;#160; Marc has so spoiled my tastes! :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. &lt;b&gt;Would you rather be a giver or a receiver, be honest?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Well, while I do &lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt; to receive a great gift, I’d much rather give.&amp;#160; I love to see a person’s face when you’ve picked a gift just for them, and they absolutely love it.&amp;#160; That’s one of the best feelings! :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. Are you a spender or a saver?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I guess I’m a little of both.&amp;#160; I like the money I’ve earned!&amp;#160; I try to save my money and use it on something that I &lt;em&gt;really, really&lt;/em&gt; want.&amp;#160; Especially if it’s a large purchase, I’ll debate whether I really want/need it, and then save up for it. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. Where did you meet your significant other?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I met Marc at church.&amp;#160; My youth pastor’s husband sold Marc’s mom her house, and invited them to church.&amp;#160; It was super intimidating, as it was a Youth Sunday (where the youth group does the entire church service and lessons, etc), to look out and see someone new, semi-close to my age, and have to give my testimony.&amp;#160; Oh, well…we’ve been friends ever since, and we’ve been a couple for almost 10 years. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. Are you a morning person or a night owl?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Neither…I usually get all of my motivation and energy in the afternoon.&amp;#160; That’s when I can really get most stuff done – work, crafts, cleaning.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;8. What has been your biggest achievement?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;To date, I would say graduating college and obtaining a job that I enjoy.&amp;#160; I like what I do, so that means a lot to me. :) Having a family of my own (larger than Marc, myself, and our four-legged pups) would be a bigger achievement.&amp;#160; That’s our dream. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;*************************&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Alright…time to get back to work! ;) Happy Friday, y’all! :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4639853813869534707-8005582041565775735?l=marcandbritt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/feeds/8005582041565775735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4639853813869534707&amp;postID=8005582041565775735&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/8005582041565775735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/8005582041565775735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/2010/09/eight-question-friday.html' title='Eight Question Friday :)'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08073972474783601839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKV8oYx5tI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ouQO4xnbDRw/S220/DSC04937.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707.post-4376375272502295073</id><published>2010-08-31T15:57:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T15:57:52.654-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I have nothing for a title…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I’m in a list sort of mood, so here goes:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Go read &lt;a href="http://ncsuz.blogspot.com/2010/08/ankle-length-panties-and-why-i-feel.html" target="_blank"&gt;this blog&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;#160; I love reading about Suz’s life, and I love her preacher’s thoughts on skinny jeans…I think I agree! :) Really, please, go now, and read! :)&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;The picture “sneak peak” of Tiffany’s gift that I showed y’all a few weeks ago, from &lt;a href="http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/2010/08/random-tidbits.html" target="_blank"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt;, was an apron.&amp;#160; I made it for Tiff because she makes amazing cupcakes, and because I love her.&amp;#160; I wanted to give her something special, so I made her this:&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TH1eu_oVHHI/AAAAAAAABHg/pO1sAUwVuaM/s1600-h/bdayTiff3%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="bdayTiff3" border="0" alt="bdayTiff3" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TH1evG8rBFI/AAAAAAAABHk/uQIl4THFCvY/bdayTiff3_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="246" height="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Unfortunately, it’s blurry, so you can’t see how beautiful Tiffany is.&amp;#160; You’ll just have to take my word for it.&amp;#160; Maybe, after she reads this, she’ll model and have her hubby take a new pic! :) [Please?] I need to start remembering to take pictures &lt;em&gt;before&lt;/em&gt; I give them away. :)&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Marc &amp;amp; I spent the weekend in Lexington, SC visiting with his dad and stepmom.&amp;#160; It was nice to relax and hang out with no plans.&amp;#160; And we definitely spent some time playing Spades.&amp;#160; And the girls won!&amp;#160; The first night, anyways…we let the boys win on Saturday. ;)&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;I’m so unbelievably ready for this long weekend.&amp;#160; I don’t know what we’re gonna do, but I’m just ready for a long weekend! :) Aren’t you?&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;I forgot my phone at home this morning.&amp;#160; I’ve felt lost without it.&amp;#160; That’s sad, considering I sit at a computer all day, and my phone does basically the same thing, only it’s more basic.&amp;#160; I hate that I feel this way.&amp;#160; Means I’m too dependant on a phone.&amp;#160; Ridiculous. :)&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;I need to take more pictures.&amp;#160; It’s weird – I take my camera &lt;em&gt;EVERYWHERE&lt;/em&gt;, but I don’t actually take pictures.&amp;#160; This weekend, for instance – had the camera with me the whole time – didn’t take a picture ONCE.&amp;#160; Grrr at me.&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Alright…felt the need to end on an even number…anyone else do things like that?&amp;#160; I think it’s my semi-OCD manner.&amp;#160; If I eat candies, I have to eat them in evens.&amp;#160; However, if it’s an odd number, I won’t put one piece back in, I’ll pour out one more piece. :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Happy Tuesday, y’all! :)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TH1evseOBRI/AAAAAAAABHo/D3mqXTx3Zjs/s1600-h/Signature-BE4212C632D29A1F98D632D890C57B22%5B7%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="Signature-BE4212C632D29A1F98D632D890C57B22" border="0" alt="Signature-BE4212C632D29A1F98D632D890C57B22" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TH1evxCHg1I/AAAAAAAABHs/9VMBmti-_zs/Signature-BE4212C632D29A1F98D632D890C57B22_thumb%5B5%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="183" height="59" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4639853813869534707-4376375272502295073?l=marcandbritt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/feeds/4376375272502295073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4639853813869534707&amp;postID=4376375272502295073&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/4376375272502295073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/4376375272502295073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-have-nothing-for-title.html' title='I have nothing for a title…'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08073972474783601839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKV8oYx5tI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ouQO4xnbDRw/S220/DSC04937.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TH1evG8rBFI/AAAAAAAABHk/uQIl4THFCvY/s72-c/bdayTiff3_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707.post-3544985436338228171</id><published>2010-08-18T17:14:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T17:14:51.359-04:00</updated><title type='text'>FYI</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;So, I’ve had many month’s of blogger’s block, so I’m going random, now.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;In case you’ve ever wanted to know more about me, I’ll share 10 random things.&amp;#160; Some you might know, some might be a surprise. =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol&gt;   &lt;li&gt;My best friend, besides Marc, has been my best friend since we were in 10th grade.&amp;#160; Before that, she hated me, because she thought I was a “stuck-up cheerleader.” You know, one of &lt;em&gt;those&lt;/em&gt; types of girls.&amp;#160; I wasn’t. =.) We sat beside each other avoiding Honors English in the 10th grade, stared at a cute boy (I even have a portrait of him in my year book, because Tiffany drew me a &lt;strong&gt;great&lt;/strong&gt; picture of him to have forever), endured some strangeness that we were BOTH too naive to understand (which we’re still pretty amazed by?), and played softball.&amp;#160; That year was the start of an amazing friendship. I will always consider her my “roomie,” and I’m blessed to have her in my life, still! =.)&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;I work for a real estate company.&amp;#160; It has a great core belief system, and I’ve worked here since I graduated college.&amp;#160; I took one last summer class to graduate, finished classes on a Thursday, moved home on a Friday, started work the next Monday, my 25th birthday, and I’ve been here ever since.&amp;#160; Sometimes, I wonder what else there is.&amp;#160; Let’s be honest, real estate is currently slow.&amp;#160; I need more to entertain my brain on a daily basis. =.) God has a plan…&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;I have three nieces – Allie Katherine, who is 5, Karleigh Caroline, who is 3, and Ava Reese, who is 2.&amp;#160; And, I’ve got a nephew on the way! =.) He’s expected to bring in the new year on January 1st. =.)&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;I live beside my Mama and Daddy.&amp;#160; We have 10 acres of land, and my parents land is on 2 sides of our property.&amp;#160; The house Marc and I live in, we purchased from my parents.&amp;#160; So, I’ve been living in our house since I was a sophomore in college.&amp;#160; It was weird to go from sleeping in my ‘kid’ bedroom, to the master bedroom, which used to be my parents.&amp;#160; Weirder still, we stayed in my grandmother’s house (not with her, mind you, she has 2 houses) our first month of marriage.&amp;#160; It made me &lt;em&gt;REALLY&lt;/em&gt; uncomfortable to be a newlywed, if you know what I mean, in my grandmother’s room.&amp;#160; Awkward…&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Marc gives me gifts on his birthday. =.) Seriously, he does.&amp;#160; On his 18th birthday, he proposed to me (and that’s a story for another day).&amp;#160; On his 21st birthday, he gave me a dog.&amp;#160; I love my Paisley girl. =.)&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;I’m a bad wife.&amp;#160; I forgot to show my love of my husband on his birthday!&amp;#160; Marc turned 25 on August 14th.&amp;#160; I’m not sure if you remember reading, but I turned 27 in June.&amp;#160; According to my BFF Tiff (from #1 up there), I robbed his cradle.&amp;#160; Seeing as how we met when I was 14, he was 12, and we started dating when I was 17, he was 15…that might be true?&amp;#160; We were friends first, otherwise…weird! But we lasted through long-distance college and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;LOTS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of drama (usually on my part) in between. =.)&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Marc was only 20 when we got married.&amp;#160; I had to sign “permission” on our honeymoon (we went on a cruise) so he could drink beer.&amp;#160; He still wasn’t able to buy liquor drinks.&amp;#160; Yep…that’s us. =.)&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;I’m an avid reader.&amp;#160; I love books.&amp;#160; So far this year, I’ve read 36 books.&amp;#160; My goal was to read 48 – 4 books a month.&amp;#160; Want to know what I read?&amp;#160; Be my friend on &lt;a href="http://www.goodreads.com/" target="_blank"&gt;goodreads&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;#160; I’ll like you even more! =.) You can find me by my email. =.)&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;I was in a Christian sorority when I was in college.&amp;#160; I pledged with my BFF, but she decided it wasn’t for her.&amp;#160; I’m &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; glad that I chose to join.&amp;#160; It was the best decision for me and so strengthened my walk with God. =.)&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;I’m helping lead a Bible study (we call them life groups) at church starting in September.&amp;#160; It’s for young couples in our church.&amp;#160; Our life group outgrew itself.&amp;#160; The model is to have 8-12 people in each life group.&amp;#160; Our life group had grown to 8 couples.&amp;#160; So, we had to split up.&amp;#160; Kind of sad – I’ll miss seeing everyone – but it’s exciting to see what we can do on our own, as well. =.)&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And, there you have it.&amp;#160; Ten completely random things about me that you previously did not know. =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;If you made it all the way through, congratulations! =.) And thanks.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Happy Wednesday, y’all! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TGxNSYgln8I/AAAAAAAABHQ/PHAhV0Mevhg/s1600-h/Signature-BE4212C632D29A1F98D632D890C57B22%5B3%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="Signature-BE4212C632D29A1F98D632D890C57B22" border="0" alt="Signature-BE4212C632D29A1F98D632D890C57B22" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TGxNSb92QTI/AAAAAAAABHU/EBl5NjEPGGY/Signature-BE4212C632D29A1F98D632D890C57B22_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="183" height="59" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4639853813869534707-3544985436338228171?l=marcandbritt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/feeds/3544985436338228171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4639853813869534707&amp;postID=3544985436338228171&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/3544985436338228171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/3544985436338228171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/2010/08/fyi.html' title='FYI'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08073972474783601839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKV8oYx5tI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ouQO4xnbDRw/S220/DSC04937.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TGxNSb92QTI/AAAAAAAABHU/EBl5NjEPGGY/s72-c/Signature-BE4212C632D29A1F98D632D890C57B22_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707.post-7048080291370767928</id><published>2010-08-16T15:05:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T15:05:48.178-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Tidbits…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Tonight, I will be celebrating birthdays of two of my favorite girls! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And I got creative with one of the gifts.&amp;#160; I can’t show you completely (yet) what it is, but I’ll give a sneak peak.&amp;#160; Tiff might read this before our dinner! =.)&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TGmMCKFD7GI/AAAAAAAABHA/lPCAVjYb2Io/s1600-h/Craft%20Preview%5B7%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="Craft Preview" border="0" alt="Craft Preview" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TGmMCXOeSrI/AAAAAAAABHE/drRgTgH2csk/Craft%20Preview_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="320" height="246" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sorry for the poor quality – I took it with my phone. =.) So excited to give it to Tiffany, though! =.) Hope she loves it! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Other than that, there’s just not a lot going on.&amp;#160; I’m just working and living.&amp;#160; I’ve been blessed with 2 great relaxing weekends at home.&amp;#160; I cleaned so much last weekend, that I boycotted this past weekend.&amp;#160; So, now I need to vacuum and unload my dishwasher. =.) And fold clothes.&amp;#160; I so don’t mind doing laundry.&amp;#160; I just wish someone would put them away once I had washed &amp;amp; dried them! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;*********************&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’m still in love with my B&amp;amp;N &lt;a href="http://www.barnesandnoble.com/nook/index.asp?r=1" target="_blank"&gt;nook&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;#160; I’m constantly on it.&amp;#160; I wish I could find a job where I could just read.&amp;#160; I’ve actually looked at trying to get a job at a library, because I seriously love books.&amp;#160; But you need a degree specializing in that, which I don’t have.&amp;#160; However, if you know of a job that needs a graduate with a business-accounting concentration 5 years out of school with some real estate background…I’m your girl! =.) If only…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;*********************&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Marc and I are going to have a NEPHEW come January (if not sooner)!! =.)&amp;#160; We are so excited to be Uncle &amp;amp; Aunt for the 4th time!&amp;#160; And it’s the first boy! =.) We are so excited for Matt, Tammy, &amp;amp; Karleigh, and can’t &lt;em&gt;wait&lt;/em&gt; to meet the handsome fellow in a few months! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;*********************&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My grandfather turned 75 on Tuesday, August 10th.&amp;#160; That same day, he went in for surgery to have a pacemaker put in.&amp;#160; He pulled through, and is doing great!&amp;#160; So blessed to have that man in my life…Just love, love, &lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt; him! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;*********************&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I feel like I should have so much more to tell you, but I really don’t. I will be taking a picture of Tiffany’s gift, hopefully with her modeling it!&amp;#160; I’ve already been commissioned to create one for my boss’s wife for their anniversary in December.&amp;#160; I seriously love being able to craft my creativity into something other people like! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Now, if I could just figure out how to make fabric flowers, I’d so have my nieces Christmas gifts figured out… =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;*********************&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Have a great week, y’all! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TGmMCQkw80I/AAAAAAAABHI/JdWJ7P94Ru8/s1600-h/Signature-BE4212C632D29A1F98D632D890C57B22%5B8%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="Signature-BE4212C632D29A1F98D632D890C57B22" border="0" alt="Signature-BE4212C632D29A1F98D632D890C57B22" align="left" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TGmMCnFCTrI/AAAAAAAABHM/IQu39VJTXvw/Signature-BE4212C632D29A1F98D632D890C57B22_thumb%5B6%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="183" height="59" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4639853813869534707-7048080291370767928?l=marcandbritt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/feeds/7048080291370767928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4639853813869534707&amp;postID=7048080291370767928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/7048080291370767928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/7048080291370767928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/2010/08/random-tidbits.html' title='Random Tidbits…'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08073972474783601839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKV8oYx5tI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ouQO4xnbDRw/S220/DSC04937.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TGmMCXOeSrI/AAAAAAAABHE/drRgTgH2csk/s72-c/Craft%20Preview_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707.post-7284584693362747070</id><published>2010-08-06T16:23:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T16:23:33.463-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ava'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Allie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love It'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karleigh'/><title type='text'>Finally, a break!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;July was such a busy month!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Remember all this from my last post?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Beaufort for July 4th weekend&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Softball games&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Chaperone for Youth at their Summer Camp&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Eclipse with my girls (and the husband)&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Weekend at the lake&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Softball games&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Weekend at the lake&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Softball games&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Sewing on a very important birthday gift =.)&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Well, softball is finally finished!&amp;#160; I had so much fun playing this year!&amp;#160; I think it might have helped that we won a few more games than in years past? I don’t know. But I had a great time getting together with friends every week! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;August &lt;em&gt;should&lt;/em&gt; be much more relaxed, but our days, weeks, weekends always seem to fill up fast. I have a ton of birthdays to celebrate this month!&amp;#160; I can’t wait to celebrate with Tiffany and Kelli for their birthdays! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Our circle of friends is growing, and I love that! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Here are a few more pictures of the past month…I love my life! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Karleigh&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TFxvGAAdfvI/AAAAAAAABGA/-fuKchGQrPU/s1600-h/Lake%20Karleigh%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="Lake Karleigh" border="0" alt="Lake Karleigh" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TFxvGgHpSgI/AAAAAAAABGE/geyYTWuO7s0/Lake%20Karleigh_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="420" height="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ava, Allie &amp;amp; Elixir (Lixir), Mama’s new puppy&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TFxvHCLZEnI/AAAAAAAABGI/v4UR37BmfDY/s1600-h/A%2C%20A%2C%20and%20Lixer%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="A, A, and Lixer" border="0" alt="A, A, and Lixer" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TFxvHawqMBI/AAAAAAAABGM/MNEGb4KZN-E/A%2C%20A%2C%20and%20Lixer_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="420" height="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ace&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TFxvIHt-sPI/AAAAAAAABGQ/2IyIlLGhgDk/s1600-h/Ace%20Man%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="Ace Man" border="0" alt="Ace Man" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TFxvIl4ciQI/AAAAAAAABGU/vM-xN1HItJs/Ace%20Man_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="420" height="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lixir with her big sister, Roxy&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TFxvI9B6tuI/AAAAAAAABGY/NDOSJJmwzro/s1600-h/Roxy%20%26%20Lixer%202%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="Roxy &amp;amp; Lixer 2" border="0" alt="Roxy &amp;amp; Lixer 2" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TFxvJC8RarI/AAAAAAAABGc/2e_QJvZQcsg/Roxy%20%26%20Lixer%202_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="320" height="420" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TFxvJ3zmjDI/AAAAAAAABGg/WpvYSppHGpQ/s1600-h/Roxy%20%26%20Lixer%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="Roxy &amp;amp; Lixer" border="0" alt="Roxy &amp;amp; Lixer" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TFxvK4POMxI/AAAAAAAABGk/cm-uw5RBDnI/Roxy%20%26%20Lixer_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="420" height="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Paisley, Lixir, &amp;amp; Ace&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TFxvL6MHrsI/AAAAAAAABGo/FCxHoIQOBes/s1600-h/Pups%20with%20the%20pup%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="Pups with the pup" border="0" alt="Pups with the pup" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TFxvMUTVpII/AAAAAAAABGs/6AH1mKpvL9I/Pups%20with%20the%20pup_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="420" height="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TFxvNMaD_II/AAAAAAAABGw/eNRLyZAW-mM/s1600-h/Puppy%20Elixer%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="Puppy Elixer" border="0" alt="Puppy Elixer" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TFxvOd0HhgI/AAAAAAAABG0/TEa4AELTCnI/Puppy%20Elixer_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="420" height="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TFxvQQ_CziI/AAAAAAAABG4/CFxo_VvIsyw/s1600-h/Puppy%20Elixer2%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="Puppy Elixer2" border="0" alt="Puppy Elixer2" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TFxvRKZbALI/AAAAAAAABG8/BosC5C33PoA/Puppy%20Elixer2_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="420" height="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It’s crazy how fast that little puppy is growing!&amp;#160; My Mama hasn’t even had her a whole month, but she’s getting taller and gaining some weight.&amp;#160; And she just loves on Ace!&amp;#160; I love watching them all play together! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This weekend will consist of LOTS of cleaning!&amp;#160; My house has taken the brunt of my busy schedule.&amp;#160; I keep putting off a true cleaning!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Unless, that is, Marc guilts me into going to the lake tomorrow. =.) Hah! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Alright…an hour of work left…I can do it! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Have a great weekend, y’all! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4639853813869534707-7284584693362747070?l=marcandbritt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/feeds/7284584693362747070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4639853813869534707&amp;postID=7284584693362747070&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/7284584693362747070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/7284584693362747070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/2010/08/finally-break.html' title='Finally, a break!'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08073972474783601839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKV8oYx5tI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ouQO4xnbDRw/S220/DSC04937.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TFxvGgHpSgI/AAAAAAAABGE/geyYTWuO7s0/s72-c/Lake%20Karleigh_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707.post-7667141818242726703</id><published>2010-07-22T15:54:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T15:54:30.777-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Where, oh where, have I been?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Wow! I guess it’s been about a month since I’ve been on the blog.&amp;#160; I’ve been busy!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So, here’s a semi-recap in photos:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Kurt &amp;amp; Krystle’s Wedding…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;These are from the photographer, Penny…so awesome!&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TEihhZbQi8I/AAAAAAAABCY/JzcXxUI66sg/s1600-h/Edit%20KV%20%26%20KV%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="Edit KV &amp;amp; KV" border="0" alt="Edit KV &amp;amp; KV" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TEihhoNgj8I/AAAAAAAABCc/f6HDpfBsR-0/Edit%20KV%20%26%20KV_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="260" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TEihiQaqFUI/AAAAAAAABCg/ZAbS2Nv8y6Y/s1600-h/Wedding%20Couples%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="Wedding Couples" border="0" alt="Wedding Couples" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TEihixprTEI/AAAAAAAABCk/Kt2V-hE4ahk/Wedding%20Couples_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="420" height="147" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TEihjYoH6tI/AAAAAAAABCo/41KRv7HKRwo/s1600-h/Charlie%20s%20Angels%20w%20KV%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="Charlie s Angels w KV" border="0" alt="Charlie s Angels w KV" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TEihj-hrQAI/AAAAAAAABCs/3CFgaAVBBp8/Charlie%20s%20Angels%20w%20KV_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="320" height="295" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160; Aren’t those gorgeous?&amp;#160; The ceremony &amp;amp; reception were at a vineyard.&amp;#160; So, so pretty, and one of the most fun weddings I’ve ever attended! =.) They had a photo booth as the wedding favors!&amp;#160; So funny! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;And then these are just some of the photos that I took:&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TEihkVB2mWI/AAAAAAAABCw/RxnL4dN33GE/s1600-h/Champayne%20Bride%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="Champayne Bride" border="0" alt="Champayne Bride" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TEihkqRwAOI/AAAAAAAABC0/L-KX99bCSn4/Champayne%20Bride_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="290" height="380" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TEihlFEHa9I/AAAAAAAABC4/9HmlqA-o9iw/s1600-h/Vows%5B12%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="Vows" border="0" alt="Vows" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TEihlVGzq4I/AAAAAAAABC8/sqeCW12QRec/Vows_thumb%5B10%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Marc &amp;amp; Krystle&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TEihmKFOeBI/AAAAAAAABDA/YbL5ALlo1Os/s1600-h/Marc%20and%20Bride%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="Marc and Bride" border="0" alt="Marc and Bride" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TEihmjOa0iI/AAAAAAAABDE/xBe4FmPywgY/Marc%20and%20Bride_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TEihm-EQadI/AAAAAAAABDI/0xOdPARX8wQ/s1600-h/Katie%20Sandwich%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="Katie Sandwich" border="0" alt="Katie Sandwich" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TEihnFCqnKI/AAAAAAAABDM/Dz3mR0zI9bQ/Katie%20Sandwich_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TEihn-UjCRI/AAAAAAAABDQ/V6Ek5VEJx2U/s1600-h/M%20and%20B%201%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="M and B 1" border="0" alt="M and B 1" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TEihoNR8T1I/AAAAAAAABDU/XxCyQ0Y0anU/M%20and%20B%201_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;The next weekend, we had a water day at my brother’s house.&amp;#160; And Ava had broken her arm, so she had this awesome pink cast, that she couldn’t get wet…&amp;#160; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TEihojhlJjI/AAAAAAAABDY/FBzshWFl9Hk/s1600-h/Ava%20in%20Cast%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="Ava in Cast" border="0" alt="Ava in Cast" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TEihpOMMDqI/AAAAAAAABDc/d91f1jKrI7Q/Ava%20in%20Cast_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="290" height="380" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TEihpu4Dz_I/AAAAAAAABDg/UtuJlDdsLcc/s1600-h/Ava%20Slide%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="Ava Slide" border="0" alt="Ava Slide" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TEihp6JHI_I/AAAAAAAABDk/7wPIoEgwreg/Ava%20Slide_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="290" height="380" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TEihqnonXTI/AAAAAAAABDo/Z185jvNSYE0/s1600-h/Sisters%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="Sisters" border="0" alt="Sisters" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TEihq5Imm5I/AAAAAAAABDs/fFoDsXjIy8k/Sisters_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Slide&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TEihrveUM4I/AAAAAAAABDw/xPJg5lMxUvI/s1600-h/The%20Slide%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="The Slide" border="0" alt="The Slide" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TEihsAY0LpI/AAAAAAAABD0/AgKsEw-i4sA/The%20Slide_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="290" height="380" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Pond&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TEihtf6CtAI/AAAAAAAABD4/YJgmnsbzHgE/s1600-h/In%20the%20Pond%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="In the Pond" border="0" alt="In the Pond" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TEiht8deFMI/AAAAAAAABEA/MemF8t48F0Q/In%20the%20Pond_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;The next weekend was my &lt;font size="1"&gt;27th&lt;/font&gt; birthday, and it was super low-key, but I got this awesome gift, from my boss…&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TEihuEsqMsI/AAAAAAAABEE/w1gMVLxQ1vE/s1600-h/nook_front%20view%5B7%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="nook_front view" border="0" alt="nook_front view" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TEihum1PivI/AAAAAAAABEI/3IQKfzq6Un4/nook_front%20view_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="180" height="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;with this cover…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TEihuwMg6TI/AAAAAAAABEM/0o4BogjhpJ8/s1600-h/nook%20cover%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="nook cover" border="0" alt="nook cover" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TEihvMKR_qI/AAAAAAAABEQ/AtDc_sQhsvk/nook%20cover_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="128" height="181" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;In case you’re wondering, that’s a &lt;a href="http://www.barnesandnoble.com/nook/index.asp?cds2Pid=30195" target="_blank"&gt;nook&lt;/a&gt;, from Barnes &amp;amp; Noble.&amp;#160; And I’m in LOVE with it! =.)&amp;#160; And, since my boss gave it to me for my birthday, Marc had to find something else to buy me!&amp;#160; So, we went shopping, and I picked out a new &lt;a href="http://www.fossil.com/en_US/shop/women/watches/sport_watches/analog_mop_dial_watch-am4141p.html?departmentCategoryId=30000&amp;amp;N=0&amp;amp;Va=33&amp;amp;Ns=p_wsc0|0||p_weight|0&amp;amp;rec=25&amp;amp;pn=c&amp;amp;imagePath=AM4141" target="_blank"&gt;watch&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;#160; I love it, too! =.)&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TEihveOFPbI/AAAAAAAABEU/B0ko0vlYKbY/s1600-h/watch%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="watch" border="0" alt="watch" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TEihvkeOS9I/AAAAAAAABEY/3a9MpE35jF0/watch_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="240" height="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;The next weekend, we headed down to Beaufort to celebrate the 4th of July with some of our favorite people!&amp;#160; Here we are on the beach July 4th…I’m seriously the palest person there…it’s a wonder I don’t sparkle in the sun.&amp;#160; Too bad I’m Team Jacob! =.)&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TEihwasyVvI/AAAAAAAABEc/hT7-YxKh5TE/s1600-h/Housemates%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="Housemates" border="0" alt="Housemates" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TEihwt80KkI/AAAAAAAABEg/lDjw1ZIlXmU/Housemates_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our hosts&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TEihxmOt5xI/AAAAAAAABEk/EnLf2oeUtgM/s1600-h/Hosts%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="Hosts" border="0" alt="Hosts" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TEihyM0LSlI/AAAAAAAABEo/6PGLtkDxhb8/Hosts_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chad lost his wallet in the water Friday night…he went scuba diving trying to find it.&amp;#160; Seriously…he really did…&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TEihyiA4j2I/AAAAAAAABEs/Ora2TVcpg1c/s1600-h/Scuba%20Chad%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="Scuba Chad" border="0" alt="Scuba Chad" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TEihzHYgbII/AAAAAAAABEw/PR7xxoZhKXk/Scuba%20Chad_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="290" height="380" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then Marc &amp;amp; Chris wanted to learn how to scuba…&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TEih0TcaXcI/AAAAAAAABE0/o1ynTzq89fw/s1600-h/Scuba%20Marc%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="Scuba Marc" border="0" alt="Scuba Marc" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TEih07ZsbcI/AAAAAAAABE4/PTKUt_zn8BI/Scuba%20Marc_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TEih1VdB53I/AAAAAAAABE8/el58Rr32pKo/s1600-h/Scuba%20Chris%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="Scuba Chris" border="0" alt="Scuba Chris" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TEih1y35I-I/AAAAAAAABFA/oFxWUMq19ck/Scuba%20Chris_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="290" height="380" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TEih2Fo5AjI/AAAAAAAABFE/HGm5hglWefM/s1600-h/Scuba%20Couple%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="Scuba Couple" border="0" alt="Scuba Couple" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TEih2l8fLmI/AAAAAAAABFI/KNUXYBXbJsc/Scuba%20Couple_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="368" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And while the boys were diving, we were hanging out on the Grady…&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TEih3J9ExoI/AAAAAAAABFM/-6lPd8mxYgQ/s1600-h/On%20the%20Grady%20White%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="On the Grady White" border="0" alt="On the Grady White" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TEih3lxWJ1I/AAAAAAAABFQ/ritOlO8kFJc/On%20the%20Grady%20White_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TEih4JP15BI/AAAAAAAABFU/iGpLAQY7g1c/s1600-h/On%20the%20Grady%202%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="On the Grady 2" border="0" alt="On the Grady 2" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TEih4-Ok_BI/AAAAAAAABFY/OWEWf8d4Q6g/On%20the%20Grady%202_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And some just for fun…it’s nice to meet you…&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TEih5_7bZSI/AAAAAAAABFc/9Yq29HqbU4Y/s1600-h/Nice%20to%20Meet%20you%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="Nice to Meet you" border="0" alt="Nice to Meet you" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TEih6brunLI/AAAAAAAABFg/W6xHjxBMzo4/Nice%20to%20Meet%20you_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TEih60nBcKI/AAAAAAAABFk/6EHAk41FvSM/s1600-h/M%20and%20B%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="M and B" border="0" alt="M and B" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TEih7AJtGfI/AAAAAAAABFo/eezQ4zdwTDI/M%20and%20B_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TEih7mAukII/AAAAAAAABFs/hvzrEGsd20s/s1600-h/Trophy%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="Trophy" border="0" alt="Trophy" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TEih72qS9HI/AAAAAAAABFw/ByOyX9UsI4E/Trophy_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="290" height="380" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And my favorite picture of the weekend…I finally got to see some of the horses that hang out on the islands on the coast of North Carolina!&amp;#160; I took SO many pictures, but they were absolutely gorgeous and magical!! =.)&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TEih8kn21gI/AAAAAAAABF0/lHJj30DPSC8/s1600-h/Horses%20on%20Carrot%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="Horses on Carrot" border="0" alt="Horses on Carrot" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TEih9IiIOLI/AAAAAAAABF4/fMdrVFrPhGU/Horses%20on%20Carrot_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;And, you are now caught up with my life through the first weekend in July!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Since then, I have:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol&gt;   &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="left"&gt;Seen Eclipse with my girls (and my husband!)&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="left"&gt;Played a few softball games&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="left"&gt;Travelled with my church’s youth group as a chaperone to camp&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="left"&gt;Spent some time at the lake&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="left"&gt;Welcomed a new puppy to the family&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="left"&gt;Played a few more softball games&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="left"&gt;Helped out with Vacation Bible School &lt;font size="1"&gt;a little&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;     &lt;div align="left"&gt;Missed being home!&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Can’t wait for this weekend…headed back to the lake and hanging out at home…it’s too hot to do much else!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;I’m sorry for the long reprieve, but hopefully, I’ll be around more often! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Have a wonderful weekend, girls! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="Signature-BE4212C632D29A1F98D632D890C57B22" border="0" alt="Signature-BE4212C632D29A1F98D632D890C57B22" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TEih9QnhfBI/AAAAAAAABF8/VNNIpi2twoA/Signature-BE4212C632D29A1F98D632D890C57B22_thumb%5B2%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="183" height="59" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4639853813869534707-7667141818242726703?l=marcandbritt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/feeds/7667141818242726703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4639853813869534707&amp;postID=7667141818242726703&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/7667141818242726703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/7667141818242726703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/2010/07/where-oh-where-have-i-been.html' title='Where, oh where, have I been?'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08073972474783601839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKV8oYx5tI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ouQO4xnbDRw/S220/DSC04937.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TEihhoNgj8I/AAAAAAAABCc/f6HDpfBsR-0/s72-c/Edit%20KV%20%26%20KV_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707.post-2572262792858210267</id><published>2010-06-25T12:51:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T12:51:03.418-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>Ready for the Weekend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;For a couple of reasons!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;1. It’s the weekend.&amp;#160; Two full days without having to work.&amp;#160; And it’s summer, so that just makes it even better! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;2. It’s my birthday (on Sunday)!&amp;#160; I will be celebrating this weekend, and I can’t wait! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;3. I have a new toy to play with! =.) My boss bought me a Barnes &amp;amp; Noble nook.&amp;#160; I’ve only had a day to play with it, but I’m already in love!! =.) Yay! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;4. Spending time with the family – celebrating my birthday this weekend, and I love it.&amp;#160; My family makes me happy!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;5. Next weekend is a 3-day weekend!&amp;#160; I’m ecstatic to take a little mini-vacay down to Beaufort for the weekend.&amp;#160; Sun, fun, and friends, with &lt;em&gt;another&lt;/em&gt; birthday celebration for me! =.) Doesn’t get much better!! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Yay!&amp;#160; I hope that your weekend is as wonderful as I’m sure mine will be! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4639853813869534707-2572262792858210267?l=marcandbritt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/feeds/2572262792858210267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4639853813869534707&amp;postID=2572262792858210267&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/2572262792858210267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/2572262792858210267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/2010/06/ready-for-weekend.html' title='Ready for the Weekend!'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08073972474783601839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKV8oYx5tI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ouQO4xnbDRw/S220/DSC04937.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707.post-7438015470501753902</id><published>2010-06-07T13:54:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T13:54:19.899-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weddings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><title type='text'>GREAT weekend! =.)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;This weekend was so much fun…but it went by WAY too quickly, as seems to be the trend, recently. =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Friday night, I headed over to help tie up the programs for Krystle’s wedding.&amp;#160; Holy cow, she’s getting married on SATURDAY.&amp;#160; I.Can’t.Wait! =.) A bunch of us ladies were hanging out at Krystle’s mom’s house to finish up the programs and some other stuff she needed finished for the reception.&amp;#160; Some of the Good Time Girls were there…seriously, so fun. =.) I love them! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Oh, and I found my shoes for the wedding…I’m in love.&amp;#160; I’m not sure how long I’ll actually &lt;em&gt;stay&lt;/em&gt; in them, though…they’re a bit high. =.) But so gorgeous! =.) And they were on sale for $20.&amp;#160; Score! =.)&amp;#160; I can’t find a pic online, but I’ll be sure to show y’all later.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Saturday, I painted my nails…they were looking rough.&amp;#160; Now they’re pretty, again! =.) Then, I headed to pick up KT and meet Katie so we could go to the Bridal Luncheon.&amp;#160; We went to the Carolina Inn.&amp;#160; It was my first time there.&amp;#160; It was really nice!&amp;#160; And we were in the Coral/Fish room…so fitting for the bride! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Good Time Girls In-Training: me, Katie, Jennifer, Sarah, KT, Krystle, Victoria, Megan&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TA0yRX6_OoI/AAAAAAAABCA/W1xYXS00oMQ/s1600-h/DSC05921%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05921" border="0" alt="DSC05921" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TA0yRkXKRBI/AAAAAAAABCE/eakNME8A7tQ/DSC05921_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Good Time Girls! =.)&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TA0ySKdMgCI/AAAAAAAABCI/lAvsNe2_V9A/s1600-h/DSC05922%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05922" border="0" alt="DSC05922" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TA0ySYunG9I/AAAAAAAABCM/sG2cVx_Nm2U/DSC05922_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;After the luncheon, I picked up the dogs, and KT, Katie and me met the boys at the lake.&amp;#160; It was such a hot day…the lake felt wonderful!&amp;#160; We had a great time, and Paisley had a blast swimming and chasing waves! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Here’s all the girls from the lake:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Stacy, Katie, Krystle, KT, me&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TA0ySpk_o9I/AAAAAAAABCQ/CK1exM_Hkh4/s1600-h/girls%20at%20hyco%20%281%29%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="girls at hyco (1)" border="0" alt="girls at hyco (1)" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TA0ySzVU_sI/AAAAAAAABCU/Wv7f8ap8Yp0/girls%20at%20hyco%20%281%29_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="260" height="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We spent Saturday night at the lake with everyone.&amp;#160; Woke up on Sunday, cleaned, washed sheets and towels, and went back out on the lake.&amp;#160; The boys were having fun wake surfing, and it was the perfect day!&amp;#160; The sun was out and there was a great breeze.&amp;#160; Heaven! =.) We headed back to the lake house, packed up and came home.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It was a very nice, relaxing weekend.&amp;#160; I believe it was prepping us for this weekend, which is going to be so.much.fun.&amp;#160; I can’t wait for the wedding!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;------&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Happy Monday, y’all! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4639853813869534707-7438015470501753902?l=marcandbritt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/feeds/7438015470501753902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4639853813869534707&amp;postID=7438015470501753902&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/7438015470501753902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/7438015470501753902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/2010/06/great-weekend.html' title='GREAT weekend! =.)'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08073972474783601839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKV8oYx5tI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ouQO4xnbDRw/S220/DSC04937.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TA0yRkXKRBI/AAAAAAAABCE/eakNME8A7tQ/s72-c/DSC05921_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707.post-1186311675057581238</id><published>2010-06-01T17:34:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T17:34:02.597-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ava'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Allie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankful'/><title type='text'>I’m back! =.)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I had a great weekend!&amp;#160; I stayed pretty busy, but it was slow-paced, so I got to relax.&amp;#160; I really enjoyed my weekend, but I missed Marc!&amp;#160; He was at the beach fishing, so we didn’t get to spend a lot of time together.&amp;#160; That’s the only downside to the weekend.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I did, however, get to spend some time with my Daddy, so I &lt;em&gt;loved&lt;/em&gt; that! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Friday, I took a half day at work so that I could go and see Allie graduate from pre-school!&amp;#160; She was so cute in her cap and gown!&amp;#160; However, I forgot my camera in my car, and I was driving Marc’s truck.&amp;#160; I’ll have to get some of the pics I took with Wendy’s camera, though.&amp;#160; Precious! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Friday night, I went with the fam to see the Durham Bulls play at home.&amp;#160; We had a terrace to ourselves, and it was great! =.) So much fun!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Allie &amp;amp; her friend, Mackenzie&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TAV8tAEzd6I/AAAAAAAABBI/e_3lnQN5mB4/s1600-h/Allie%20%26%20Mackensie%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="Allie &amp;amp; Mackensie" border="0" alt="Allie &amp;amp; Mackensie" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TAV8tmN78AI/AAAAAAAABBM/sGfz8nVwQrc/Allie%20%26%20Mackensie_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ava with my Daddy&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TAV8twv5-wI/AAAAAAAABBQ/b_H3pr56yNQ/s1600-h/Ava%20%26%20Daddy%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="Ava &amp;amp; Daddy" border="0" alt="Ava &amp;amp; Daddy" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TAV8uaFRn6I/AAAAAAAABBU/Muiu687qNA0/Ava%20%26%20Daddy_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ava with my Mama&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TAV8ujNzPCI/AAAAAAAABBY/lg1MecJFpN0/s1600-h/Ava%20%26%20Mama%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="Ava &amp;amp; Mama" border="0" alt="Ava &amp;amp; Mama" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TAV8vE9t4SI/AAAAAAAABBc/6ssyDJxb4wg/Ava%20%26%20Mama_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="290" height="380" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Allie hugging the mascot, Wool E. Bull&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TAV8vdBLQ7I/AAAAAAAABBg/UT8NyqdXbyE/s1600-h/Allie%20%26%20Wool%20E%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="Allie &amp;amp; Wool E" border="0" alt="Allie &amp;amp; Wool E" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TAV8v6hXK6I/AAAAAAAABBk/1ntPLlxaWLk/Allie%20%26%20Wool%20E_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="330" height="380" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Do you &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;see&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; all of Allie’s silly bandz? She loves ‘em, but she wouldn’t share!&amp;#160; She gave me one at lunch, but took it back at the ball game.&amp;#160; I like them, though…might be going to get a bag for myself!! =.) Haha!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;We stayed ‘til the very end of the ball game, but then it started raining.&amp;#160; I mean, hard.&amp;#160; Durham was experiencing some &lt;em&gt;major &lt;/em&gt;flash flooding, and I was driving right through it…by myself.&amp;#160; Remember, Marc wasn’t with me, and I met the rest of the family at the game straight from work.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;As I was driving along, being super careful and going super slow because it was raining in sheets across the road, it started hailing.&amp;#160; I was just praying I’d make it home.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Then it happened.&amp;#160; A limb/branch/tree – whatever you want to call it – fell from the sky and landed on my car.&amp;#160; Directly in front of my face, to be exact.&amp;#160; It hit between the hood and the windshield – right on top of the plastic piece that houses the windshield wiper.&amp;#160; You know, the windshield wiper that now doesn’t &lt;em&gt;work&lt;/em&gt; because a tree hit it! And there’s a big ole hole in the plastic. And my windshield is all cracked.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;It scared.me.silly!&amp;#160; No fun – AT ALL!&amp;#160; I called my parents to pick me up from a gas station.&amp;#160; I rode home with my Mama while Daddy drove my car home – probably 20 miles or so – in the down pour.&amp;#160; With no driver side windshield wiper. My nerves were shot.&amp;#160; And – don’t forget the flash flooding.&amp;#160; There were places with 6+ inches of water standing in the middle of the road.&amp;#160; So when you drove through the water, going 20-30 mph, it would fly up on your windshield so you can’t see what’s right in front of you.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Here’s my poor car…&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TAV8wbt_foI/AAAAAAAABBo/AngX_GJpt4k/s1600-h/Windshield%202%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="Windshield 2" border="0" alt="Windshield 2" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TAV8wpXDKCI/AAAAAAAABBs/O-lY4JquAW4/Windshield%202_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TAV8xFBsb-I/AAAAAAAABBw/XQtW-U-Kf-0/s1600-h/Explorer%20Windshield%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="Explorer Windshield" border="0" alt="Explorer Windshield" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TAV8xllM3uI/AAAAAAAABB0/UnC1b1lRf3U/Explorer%20Windshield_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Luckily – the most expensive thing to replace will be my windshield.&amp;#160; That’s getting fixed tomorrow.&amp;#160; And Marc’s already fixed my windshield wiper.&amp;#160; Now…just waiting on the plastic piece.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;So, so thankful for where the tree limb hit.&amp;#160; If it had hit any further up into my windshield, it would have shattered, and it would have caused a LOT more damage (from the rain). And, God kept me safe!&amp;#160; My Explorers (I’m on my 3rd one…I know!) have kept me safe each and every time! =.) &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;On Saturday, I spent the day with my Mama and grandma! =.) Marc and I are a part of our friends’ wedding June 12th, and my Mama’s making my dress.&amp;#160; I tried to find the pattern online, but it’s not on the website.&amp;#160; Anyways…it’s so, so pretty! I can’t wait to rock it at the wedding.&amp;#160; And it has pockets!!&amp;#160; Marc doesn’t get why I love the pockets.&amp;#160; Boys take for granted the fact that ALL of their clothes ALWAYS have pockets.&amp;#160; Girls…not the case.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Mama finished the dress yesterday, and it fits great!&amp;#160; Now, I just have to figure out how to do my hair to show off the bow detail on the back! =.) So pretty!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And I got to spend the day with 2 of my absolute favorite people.&amp;#160; It was great.&amp;#160; I love spending days with them. =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Sunday, I went to church, then came home and worked on my resume and a few other things around the house.&amp;#160; Softball season starts tonight (if we don’t get rained out), and I really wanted to get in some batting practice, so my dad said he’d go with me to the batting cage.&amp;#160; I swung at about 80 balls, and I have sore muscles, now!&amp;#160; I had a great time with him, though. Then, we went to dinner with my Mama at La Cocina…my favorite Mexican restaurant.&amp;#160; Love it!&amp;#160; It was so good! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And while I was being lazy for most of the day, Marc was busy catching LOTS of these:&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TAV8yMTLDOI/AAAAAAAABB4/H0fkcvxdguk/s1600-h/Marc%20-%20Memorial%20Weekend2%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="Marc - Memorial Weekend2" border="0" alt="Marc - Memorial Weekend2" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TAV8yTrkDaI/AAAAAAAABB8/Hlsp8Fgwn3M/Marc%20-%20Memorial%20Weekend2_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He brought a ton home.&amp;#160; We grilled some last night for dinner – yummy! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Monday, I so enjoyed sleeping in!&amp;#160; It was great!&amp;#160; I lounged around and was going to wait for Marc to get home so we could go shoot my new gun.&amp;#160; I wanted to get comfortable with it.&amp;#160; Well, he left and about an hour and a half into his drive, he had to go BACK to Beaufort.&amp;#160; So, his 3.5 hour drive ended up taking him 6 hours.&amp;#160; He was pretty tired when he go home.&amp;#160; Since I knew he wasn’t going to be home as early as expected, I went shooting with my Daddy.&amp;#160; It felt like an early Father’s Day because I got to spend so much time with him this weekend.&amp;#160; It was absolutely wonderful.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And that is how I spent my weekend.&amp;#160; I hope yours was fantastic, as well! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4639853813869534707-1186311675057581238?l=marcandbritt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/feeds/1186311675057581238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4639853813869534707&amp;postID=1186311675057581238&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/1186311675057581238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/1186311675057581238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-back.html' title='I’m back! =.)'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08073972474783601839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKV8oYx5tI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ouQO4xnbDRw/S220/DSC04937.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/TAV8tmN78AI/AAAAAAAABBM/sGfz8nVwQrc/s72-c/Allie%20%26%20Mackensie_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707.post-5587214941331843612</id><published>2010-05-21T14:23:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T14:23:51.982-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relief'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Relief =.)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;My doctor appointment yesterday went really well.&amp;#160; And really, after I got there, all of my anxiety left.&amp;#160; It might have helped that I made Marc go with me! =.) So he kept me distracted.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The worse part?&amp;#160; I had a 3:30 appointment, and we didn’t leave until 5:00.&amp;#160; Yeah.&amp;#160; I was only with the doctors…30 minutes?&amp;#160; The rest was just waiting.&amp;#160; So annoying.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But we did get to go to dinner (with the old folks) when we left the doctor’s office.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And it was yummy.&amp;#160; Lemon chick with asparagus and mashed potatoes.&amp;#160; Loaded cheese fries as an appetizer.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And the even &lt;em&gt;better &lt;/em&gt;part…Chocolate Bliss cake for dessert.&amp;#160; I can’t wait to get home tonight to sneak a few more bites…unless Marc’s already eaten it all!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But back to my appointment.&amp;#160; Everything appears to be okay.&amp;#160; Now we just have to wait and see what else is going on.&amp;#160; Or isn’t going on?&amp;#160; But I’m okay, and everything seems to be working the way it’s supposed to be working, so that’s good news.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Now, we just wait.&amp;#160; Which, I’m not all that good at.&amp;#160; I should work on that?&amp;#160; And patience…I need some of that, as well. =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Hope y’all have a great weekend!&amp;#160; I’ve got plans for a couples shower on Saturday evening!&amp;#160; Here’s to hoping it doesn’t rain! =.o&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Enjoy your sunshine! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4639853813869534707-5587214941331843612?l=marcandbritt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/feeds/5587214941331843612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4639853813869534707&amp;postID=5587214941331843612&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/5587214941331843612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/5587214941331843612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/2010/05/relief.html' title='Relief =.)'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08073972474783601839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKV8oYx5tI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ouQO4xnbDRw/S220/DSC04937.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707.post-279656573290206337</id><published>2010-05-20T10:54:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T10:54:39.886-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anxious'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><title type='text'>Anxious</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I’m frustrated with myself.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;See, I have this doctor’s appointment this afternoon.&amp;#160; And I’m anxious.&amp;#160; Nervous.&amp;#160; Dreading.it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But, it’ll be a good thing – I’ll know more when it’s over. =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So, when I got to work and tore away yesterday’s scripture from my daily calendar and I saw this scripture, I smiled.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;“The Lord is good to all; he has compassion on all he has made.” – Psalm 145:9&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I &lt;em&gt;know&lt;/em&gt; that God has compassion for me – that scripture right there just reminds me of that. =.) God made me just as I am…problems, annoyances, heart, soul, mind, body, personality.&amp;#160; I am His creation.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Now, I just need to stop worrying about this appointment and get on with my day! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;“…he who doubts is like a wave of the sea, blown and tossed by the wind.” – James 1:6&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I will NOT doubt God’s plan for my life.&amp;#160; I will have FAITH that all will work out.&amp;#160; I will TRUST in my Savior. =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;****************&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;I hope you have a fabulous Thursday! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4639853813869534707-279656573290206337?l=marcandbritt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/feeds/279656573290206337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4639853813869534707&amp;postID=279656573290206337&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/279656573290206337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/279656573290206337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/2010/05/anxious.html' title='Anxious'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08073972474783601839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKV8oYx5tI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ouQO4xnbDRw/S220/DSC04937.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707.post-2966490347019176188</id><published>2010-05-13T12:59:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T12:59:30.266-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday Five…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;It's time for Thursday Five…where we post…&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S-wv4xWLm8I/AAAAAAAABA4/4sjvfvKneeM/s1600-h/thursday5%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="thursday5" border="0" alt="thursday5" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S-wv68PDU2I/AAAAAAAABA8/rkgf2JmqSGo/thursday5_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="122" height="105" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;5 things that have made us..&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080"&gt;Joyful&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#8080ff"&gt;Excited&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#8000ff"&gt;Grateful&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff"&gt;Appreciative&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#00ff00"&gt;Elated&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;or just plain &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#008080"&gt;Happy&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;this week.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Having the weekend to just be lazy and relax! =.)&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Spending time with my dogs – they’re so funny in this Spring weather!&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Spending time with all of the mothers in my life…my Mama, grandma, aunts, MIL…all of ‘em! =.)&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Having a job to go to every work day.&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Three hour dinners with my best friends…it was way overdue, and I love y’all! =.)&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Wanna play?&amp;#160; Head on over to &lt;a href="http://www.mannland5.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Keely’s blog&lt;/a&gt;! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And I’m super excited that tomorrow is Friday! =.) Yay!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S-wv7VvDNoI/AAAAAAAABBA/rQ_dJ3QybCY/s1600-h/Signature-BE4212C632D29A1F98D632D890C57B22%5B3%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="Signature-BE4212C632D29A1F98D632D890C57B22" border="0" alt="Signature-BE4212C632D29A1F98D632D890C57B22" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S-wv8Qf4poI/AAAAAAAABBE/kuOauYyaQcU/Signature-BE4212C632D29A1F98D632D890C57B22_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="183" height="59" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4639853813869534707-2966490347019176188?l=marcandbritt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/feeds/2966490347019176188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4639853813869534707&amp;postID=2966490347019176188&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/2966490347019176188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/2966490347019176188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/2010/05/thursday-five_13.html' title='Thursday Five…'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08073972474783601839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKV8oYx5tI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ouQO4xnbDRw/S220/DSC04937.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S-wv68PDU2I/AAAAAAAABA8/rkgf2JmqSGo/s72-c/thursday5_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707.post-6559403201258430750</id><published>2010-05-12T12:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T12:30:56.297-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I’m back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Yay!&amp;#160; I’m back!&amp;#160; Last week was really busy with work, so I’m finally getting a little breather. =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;On April 29th, I headed down to Charlotte with one of my friends so we could fix/clean up around the house we were all staying in for Krystle’s Bachelorette Weekend.&amp;#160; We seriously had so much fun! =.) So, Katie H and I went down Thursday night and hung out with Grant for a little bit.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Friday, we spent just a little too much time shopping, and almost didn’t get all the decorations up.&amp;#160; We actually forgot some decorations, but no one noticed! =.) Our theme for the weekend was Hollywood stars.&amp;#160; It was a blast!&amp;#160; Here are some of the decorations from the house:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S-rXCqTFE6I/AAAAAAAAA-g/fTxIdy1w9T4/s1600-h/DSC05760%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05760" border="0" alt="DSC05760" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S-rXC0Yrd4I/AAAAAAAAA-k/jD6mqIM4Xq4/DSC05760_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We each got personalized koozies =.) And the purple feather things are feather rings! =.) So fun!&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S-rXD4w1PMI/AAAAAAAAA-o/5uYg89Gg5f0/s1600-h/DSC05762%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05762" border="0" alt="DSC05762" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S-rXEPjytcI/AAAAAAAAA-s/5-vRPAa6nQU/DSC05762_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Krystle, the Bride-to-Be =.)&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S-rXEr5AR8I/AAAAAAAAA-w/8BcMRcRoJ1Y/s1600-h/DSC05771%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05771" border="0" alt="DSC05771" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S-rXFKykEjI/AAAAAAAAA-0/yxK9PrJcMrA/DSC05771_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All of the girls on Friday night =.)&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S-rXFk3cynI/AAAAAAAAA-4/m4IaUO1fx2A/s1600-h/DSC05773%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05773" border="0" alt="DSC05773" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S-rXF-pOugI/AAAAAAAAA-8/5HqTqQ3tG-o/DSC05773_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We went to Dave &amp;amp; Buster’s and had the best time! =.) It was so fun!&amp;#160; And we won enough tickets for Krystle to get something from the store!&amp;#160; She decided we should ALL get something, since we all won the tickets, so we each received a shot glass from the Bachelorette. =.) Here are some of us playing different games…some were pretty hilarious!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S-rXGuARyQI/AAAAAAAAA_A/QfqcxeFZ2b0/s1600-h/DSC05777%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05777" border="0" alt="DSC05777" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S-rXG8vtlBI/AAAAAAAAA_E/nwMuWq-ecB8/DSC05777_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S-rXHkcBgGI/AAAAAAAAA_I/C_eFNR8yl44/s1600-h/DSC05787%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05787" border="0" alt="DSC05787" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S-rXH8VXixI/AAAAAAAAA_M/jR8W60PSz1o/DSC05787_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S-rXIsgXwII/AAAAAAAAA_Q/hYo3RG1IjEI/s1600-h/DSC05797%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05797" border="0" alt="DSC05797" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S-rXI1lcHNI/AAAAAAAAA_U/7WrAb6X_BmE/DSC05797_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S-rXJRUXFtI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/3sQqswNJUgA/s1600-h/DSC05798%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05798" border="0" alt="DSC05798" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S-rXJys5F_I/AAAAAAAAA_c/e7M8TM25VaU/DSC05798_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S-rXKtQwsHI/AAAAAAAAA_g/AOj5uh2Buxc/s1600-h/DSC05806%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05806" border="0" alt="DSC05806" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S-rXLFsSMcI/AAAAAAAAA_k/l_nKS4652n8/DSC05806_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We slept in a little on Saturday, grabbed breakfast at a country diner that was delicious! Headed back to the house to shower and get ready, then went back to Concord for some shopping! =.) Lots of fun and just being girly. =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Saturday night, we rented a party bus to take us to downtown Charlotte, since there were 9 or so of us.&amp;#160; Best.idea.EVER!&amp;#160; Vinny, our driver, was awesome!&amp;#160; He was rocking out to our 80s rock music! =.) Perfect!&amp;#160; There are picks from Saturday night, into the wee hours of Sunday morning! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S-rXL5HhInI/AAAAAAAAA_o/vhRGloAasbQ/s1600-h/KKs%20Bach1%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="KKs Bach1" border="0" alt="KKs Bach1" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S-rXMSWZmeI/AAAAAAAAA_s/PkitNfUvv3c/KKs%20Bach1_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S-rXMwBrIVI/AAAAAAAAA_w/41GS_R7JZcc/s1600-h/KKs%20Bach2%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="KKs Bach2" border="0" alt="KKs Bach2" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S-rXNb7IHxI/AAAAAAAAA_0/jSAzb1swG14/KKs%20Bach2_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Krystle’s excited for the honeymoon! =.)&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S-rXnEWpSKI/AAAAAAAAA_4/7OarhmWywLo/s1600-h/KKs%20Bach3%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="KKs Bach3" border="0" alt="KKs Bach3" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S-rXnci3FWI/AAAAAAAAA_8/d3F65Szwcw8/KKs%20Bach3_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160; It was so much easier to keep track of everyone with the boas on!&amp;#160; And they were FUN! =.)&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S-rXn9qLYWI/AAAAAAAABAA/rzxmHNlVt2Q/s1600-h/KKs%20Bach4%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="KKs Bach4" border="0" alt="KKs Bach4" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S-rXoPHlsbI/AAAAAAAABAE/FBjHcAOhbUs/KKs%20Bach4_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S-rXotlY3rI/AAAAAAAABAI/tW3OwxqGzWQ/s1600-h/KKs%20Bach6%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="KKs Bach6" border="0" alt="KKs Bach6" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S-rXo7_OnsI/AAAAAAAABAM/fNaDhUGmJ5Q/KKs%20Bach6_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S-rXpjvrbVI/AAAAAAAABAQ/4uffoCXzxp8/s1600-h/KKs%20Bach7%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="KKs Bach7" border="0" alt="KKs Bach7" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S-rXp3czw3I/AAAAAAAABAU/0kSJn9-IkKA/KKs%20Bach7_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="290" height="380" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S-rXqmjy8NI/AAAAAAAABAY/G00pXmZIEsU/s1600-h/KKs%20Bach9%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="KKs Bach9" border="0" alt="KKs Bach9" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S-rXrq4jvNI/AAAAAAAABAc/8GT-e3Zb7bY/KKs%20Bach9_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S-rXsUZdRJI/AAAAAAAABAg/iez6WsaYMuw/s1600-h/KKs%20Bach11%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="KKs Bach11" border="0" alt="KKs Bach11" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S-rXsp-tokI/AAAAAAAABAk/sNXvaEZ0hGQ/KKs%20Bach11_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And somewhat of a tradition: The Bachelorette at the Piano Bar =.)&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S-rXuX2EYKI/AAAAAAAABAo/q2xxLtOd8XA/s1600-h/KKs%20Bach10%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="KKs Bach10" border="0" alt="KKs Bach10" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S-rXu2Y_t-I/AAAAAAAABAs/z7GRzsMI0XU/KKs%20Bach10_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We had so much fun!&amp;#160; I love these girls, and can’t wait for the wedding in June! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Up next, the boys went to Marathon, FL for the bachelor party, and Marc got some awesome sunset pictures. =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Have a great week!&amp;#160; We’re halfway through! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S-rXvU2anTI/AAAAAAAABAw/7nlvAnp8hgQ/s1600-h/Signature-BE4212C632D29A1F98D632D890C57B22%5B7%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="Signature-BE4212C632D29A1F98D632D890C57B22" border="0" alt="Signature-BE4212C632D29A1F98D632D890C57B22" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S-rXv1I2iDI/AAAAAAAABA0/da4QjBlQxzI/Signature-BE4212C632D29A1F98D632D890C57B22_thumb%5B5%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="183" height="59" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4639853813869534707-6559403201258430750?l=marcandbritt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/feeds/6559403201258430750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4639853813869534707&amp;postID=6559403201258430750&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/6559403201258430750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/6559403201258430750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-back.html' title='I’m back!'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08073972474783601839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKV8oYx5tI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ouQO4xnbDRw/S220/DSC04937.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S-rXC0Yrd4I/AAAAAAAAA-k/jD6mqIM4Xq4/s72-c/DSC05760_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707.post-8431711172728818833</id><published>2010-05-06T13:06:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T13:06:23.668-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday Five</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hi!&amp;#160; I really need to do a recap of this past weekend, but all my pictures are at home on the laptop (Marc took my camera with him to Marathon, FL for the weekend, so I had to download them to something so I could blog this weekend!), and I’m at work.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;However, I wanted to blog about &lt;em&gt;something&lt;/em&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.mannland5.com/" target="_blank"&gt;MannLand5&lt;/a&gt; gave me the perfect thing! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S-L3CtLFgyI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/py_6mUuyqe4/s1600-h/thursday5%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="thursday5" border="0" alt="thursday5" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S-L3C9MBgQI/AAAAAAAAA-U/fvKJ6gzAeMU/thursday5_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="140" height="121" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;So, here’s what how it goes:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;Post 5 things that have made you&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#00ffff" size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0080" size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thrilled&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#8080ff" size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jubilant&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#0080ff" size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ecstatic&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#00ff00" size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elated&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;over the past week..then come back here and link up.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;My Five are…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;1. Spending the weekend with some GREAT girls celebrating Krystle before she gets married!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;2. I found 2 pairs of jeans in my size at the Gap Outlet at Concord Mills.&amp;#160; That rarely happens.&amp;#160; And the best part, they were BOTH on sale! Yay! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;3. I got to have fun at Dave &amp;amp; Buster’s, just being a big kid. Seriously…so.much.fun!&amp;#160; We played skee ball, air hockey, dancing games, driving games, winning ticket games.&amp;#160; I’m such a big kid when it comes to stuff like that! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;4. My puppies are happy and healthy. Love them so much!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;5. I’m gonna be an aunt, again! =.) Maybe this time we’ll end up with a nephew! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Go by and see Keely and her five! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Happy Thursday! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S-L3DOk5NuI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/w6bvz7MvB4E/s1600-h/Signature-BE4212C632D29A1F98D632D890C57B22%5B3%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="Signature-BE4212C632D29A1F98D632D890C57B22" border="0" alt="Signature-BE4212C632D29A1F98D632D890C57B22" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S-L3DUlablI/AAAAAAAAA-c/oYIets9nNvk/Signature-BE4212C632D29A1F98D632D890C57B22_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="183" height="59" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4639853813869534707-8431711172728818833?l=marcandbritt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/feeds/8431711172728818833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4639853813869534707&amp;postID=8431711172728818833&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/8431711172728818833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/8431711172728818833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/2010/05/thursday-five.html' title='Thursday Five'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08073972474783601839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKV8oYx5tI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ouQO4xnbDRw/S220/DSC04937.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S-L3C9MBgQI/AAAAAAAAA-U/fvKJ6gzAeMU/s72-c/thursday5_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707.post-8649815912783066968</id><published>2010-04-29T12:23:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T12:23:41.573-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Bee!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;April has been a CRAZY busy month!&amp;#160; And my life isn’t close to slowing down, yet!&amp;#160; But I &lt;em&gt;love &lt;/em&gt;it!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;See, Chris and Jennifer, two of our good friends, got MARRIED on Saturday, April 24th. So, we had tons of stuff (showers, parties, get-togethers) leading up to their wedding.&amp;#160; Marc was a groomsman, so we enjoyed the rehearsal and dinner, as well as the wedding and reception.&amp;#160; We even drove them to the their hotel super early (1:00am) on Sunday morning.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This wedding has been eight years in the making – that’s how long they’ve been together – and we couldn’t be &lt;em&gt;HAPPIER&lt;/em&gt; that they’re finally married! =.) Yay! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S9myWOJSHQI/AAAAAAAAA8w/LIdy-w-56p4/s1600-h/chris%20and%20jenn%20wedding%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="chris and jenn wedding" border="0" alt="chris and jenn wedding" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S9myWsNXmwI/AAAAAAAAA80/0v8XHb6XGRY/chris%20and%20jenn%20wedding_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The happy couple…and yep, that’s a camo vest.&amp;#160; He wore a different one for the wedding and pictures! =.)&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S9myXWURHlI/AAAAAAAAA84/7C--kDcFZb8/s1600-h/with%20the%20bride%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="with the bride" border="0" alt="with the bride" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S9myX4Kf0HI/AAAAAAAAA88/m2D4-M2pWQk/with%20the%20bride_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Krystle, Jennifer, Katie, and me =.)&amp;#160; &lt;em&gt;Beautiful &lt;/em&gt;Bride! =.)&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S9myYlnNvlI/AAAAAAAAA9A/AL1SeN6k4pQ/s1600-h/marc%20and%20chad%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="marc and chad" border="0" alt="marc and chad" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S9myY4mPcyI/AAAAAAAAA9E/U55ylyUhVRU/marc%20and%20chad_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Marc and Chad&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;****************************&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;A week before the wedding, all the girls went to a shower for Krystle, who is getting married in June.&amp;#160; Can’t wait for that wedding, either! =.) Yay! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;The shower – Krytle’s mom’s friends threw the shower, and I guess it was more of a party/play?/re-enactment thing?&amp;#160; And, we were all sworn to secrecy, so I can only show you some of the pictures.&amp;#160; It was hilarious.&amp;#160; I haven’t laughed this much in seriously FOREVER!&amp;#160; It was great!! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S9myZisuIqI/AAAAAAAAA9I/8brUWN9oAfQ/s1600-h/k%27s%20party%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="k&amp;#39;s party" border="0" alt="k&amp;#39;s party" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S9myaMyhJBI/AAAAAAAAA9M/XVW7udGWKck/k%27s%20party_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All of the girls! =.)&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S9mya2YQSYI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/MGVw1CuumbI/s1600-h/krystle%20and%20katie%20hayes%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="krystle and katie hayes" border="0" alt="krystle and katie hayes" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S9mybtNuKdI/AAAAAAAAA9U/xZ9RiSYNNEk/krystle%20and%20katie%20hayes_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The future bride, Krystle, with Katie =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;****************************&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;We celebrated Allie’s 5th Birthday with my family on Sunday.&amp;#160; I so love my nieces! =.)&amp;#160; It was a great time!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S9mycb0yAXI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/YUfAvR14Ksw/s1600-h/DSC05722%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05722" border="0" alt="DSC05722" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S9myc6jdxTI/AAAAAAAAA9c/GL4HhzRYCtQ/DSC05722_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Allie with her cupcake =.)&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S9mydkpYY0I/AAAAAAAAA9g/EM8_Y2mKNGY/s1600-h/DSC05741%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05741" border="0" alt="DSC05741" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S9mydyioLmI/AAAAAAAAA9k/9kcGOIoMlmI/DSC05741_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Opening gifts…&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S9myeladcuI/AAAAAAAAA9o/RRZXNT_Ub4Q/s1600-h/DSC05744%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05744" border="0" alt="DSC05744" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S9mye80-f3I/AAAAAAAAA9s/6g7rfBj1Xpc/DSC05744_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="290" height="380" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; Fake smile =.)&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S9myfdDisvI/AAAAAAAAA90/MK4E1I0xKts/s1600-h/DSC05725%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05725" border="0" alt="DSC05725" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S9myf-u4dgI/AAAAAAAAA94/PEuTuLq5DXY/DSC05725_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="290" height="380" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ava eating her cupcake…maybe she didn’t want to get her hands dirty? =.) Too cute!&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S9myiQBKobI/AAAAAAAAA98/dJY3rHEGioU/s1600-h/DSC05733%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05733" border="0" alt="DSC05733" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S9myihZeTlI/AAAAAAAAA-A/_m0NeXUT3yY/DSC05733_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="290" height="380" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cutest grin EVER! =.) Dimple and all! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Well, that’s all I have for now! =.) I &lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;think&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/em&gt;I’m caught up, now! =.)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;****************************&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;My calendar is full until Kurt &amp;amp; Krystle’s wedding in June! =.)&amp;#160; This weekend, we’re going to Charlotte for Krystle’s Bachelorette Weekend!&amp;#160; Can’t wait!&amp;#160; Tons of fun planned with some my absolute favorite girls! =.) The boys are gone next weekend for the bachelor party.&amp;#160; I’ll be attending Prom Dress Bowling with the youth from our church.&amp;#160; It’s gonna be a blast, and I’m excited to spend time with these amazing ladies and other gals from my life group! =.) The next weekend, I’m attending a baby shower, then another bridal shower for Krystle, a couple’s shower the &lt;em&gt;next &lt;/em&gt;weekend, then a break for Memorial Day. =.)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;I’m tired just thinking about it! =.) It’ll be great, though.&amp;#160; Then we’ll get a break after June 13th.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;I hope YOU have a great weekend!&amp;#160; I’ve got tomorrow off to decorate for this weekend. Yay! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S9myiyLyx0I/AAAAAAAAA-E/em4a3YFWa6M/s1600-h/Signature-BE4212C632D29A1F98D632D890C57B22%5B3%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="Signature-BE4212C632D29A1F98D632D890C57B22" border="0" alt="Signature-BE4212C632D29A1F98D632D890C57B22" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S9myjIRUD0I/AAAAAAAAA-I/2RXMWRYofEI/Signature-BE4212C632D29A1F98D632D890C57B22_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="183" height="59" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4639853813869534707-8649815912783066968?l=marcandbritt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/feeds/8649815912783066968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4639853813869534707&amp;postID=8649815912783066968&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/8649815912783066968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/8649815912783066968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/2010/04/busy-bee.html' title='Busy Bee!'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08073972474783601839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKV8oYx5tI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ouQO4xnbDRw/S220/DSC04937.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S9myWsNXmwI/AAAAAAAAA80/0v8XHb6XGRY/s72-c/chris%20and%20jenn%20wedding_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707.post-6056842603649039532</id><published>2010-04-23T12:10:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T12:10:01.425-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Allie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Allie Kat! =.)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Seriously, it’s hard to believe all that has happened in 5 years.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Five years and one day ago, I got a call from my big brother, Brock.&amp;#160; He told me that, “It was time.”&amp;#160; He and Wendy were going to the hospital.&amp;#160; I couldn’t sleep.&amp;#160; I was so ridiculously excited! =.) He had called late on a Friday night, and told me not to worry about driving down, just to come in the morning.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;See, I was in my senior year at Appalachian, and I had a 2.5 hour drive home.&amp;#160; So, around 5:30 a.m., I finally got up.&amp;#160; Trying to sleep was useless.&amp;#160; I just couldn’t do it.&amp;#160; So, I got up and took my shower.&amp;#160; I threw some clothes in a bag, and started home around 7:30 a.m.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I drove straight to the hospital with no news that I was an aunt, yet.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;About 5 minutes after I got to the hospital, my brother walks into the waiting room to announce that Allie Katherine was here.&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S9HGPYwMIAI/AAAAAAAAA8A/EVGurjBAeOU/s1600-h/allie%20kat%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="allie kat" border="0" alt="allie kat" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S9HGP8lAaFI/AAAAAAAAA8E/WB3rMQrr_Z8/allie%20kat_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was so happy, as was everyone else.&amp;#160; The above picture was taken a few hours after her birth.&amp;#160; She is my first niece, and she holds a special place in my heart! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S9HGQS-KrRI/AAAAAAAAA8I/ABAERPjUSS8/s1600-h/P3250024%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="P3250024" border="0" alt="P3250024" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S9HGQjbncVI/AAAAAAAAA8M/pc9kmqCvGLA/P3250024_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Allie was my flower girl in our wedding.&amp;#160; She was 11 months old, and Brock carried her down the aisle.&amp;#160; So precious! =.)&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S9HGRz4dM4I/AAAAAAAAA8Q/mD63w1ghQek/s1600-h/3%20year%20old%20Allie%5B3%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="3 year old Allie" border="0" alt="3 year old Allie" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S9HGTOjKDMI/AAAAAAAAA8U/0gWlZ4gwgwY/3%20year%20old%20Allie_thumb%5B3%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="290" height="380" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Allie at 3 years old in her first horse show, on her pony, Sugarfoot. =.)&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S9HGUA__CPI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/qdS0EM1WPJ8/s1600-h/DSC03888%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC03888" border="0" alt="DSC03888" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S9HGUdSvMcI/AAAAAAAAA8c/8Gk6TUMubgY/DSC03888_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Allie and me last year on her 4th birthday.&amp;#160; I love this girl! =.)&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S9HGVFsYqJI/AAAAAAAAA8g/3iejDX4BDXU/s1600-h/DSC05688%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05688" border="0" alt="DSC05688" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S9HGVmhZqxI/AAAAAAAAA8k/IMvSDCVhqaw/DSC05688_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And this is Allie 2 weeks ago at her T-Ball game.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It’s really hard to believe how much she has grown.&amp;#160; She is so special and I just love her to pieces! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So, Happy Birthday, Allie Kat!&amp;#160; I love you! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S9HGV-G3g3I/AAAAAAAAA8o/b15PWJPzGJA/s1600-h/Signature-BE4212C632D29A1F98D632D890C57B22%5B3%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="Signature-BE4212C632D29A1F98D632D890C57B22" border="0" alt="Signature-BE4212C632D29A1F98D632D890C57B22" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S9HGWHu-O5I/AAAAAAAAA8s/TNZHWX98c90/Signature-BE4212C632D29A1F98D632D890C57B22_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="183" height="59" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4639853813869534707-6056842603649039532?l=marcandbritt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/feeds/6056842603649039532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4639853813869534707&amp;postID=6056842603649039532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/6056842603649039532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/6056842603649039532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-birthday-allie-kat.html' title='Happy Birthday, Allie Kat! =.)'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08073972474783601839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKV8oYx5tI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ouQO4xnbDRw/S220/DSC04937.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S9HGP8lAaFI/AAAAAAAAA8E/WB3rMQrr_Z8/s72-c/allie%20kat_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707.post-6557955149200343338</id><published>2010-04-14T13:15:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T13:15:59.925-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Allie’s T-Ball Game! =.)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S8X4PDx6WNI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/BGBzz5Wp6GA/s1600-h/DSC05679%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05679" border="0" alt="DSC05679" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S8X4PnNHtPI/AAAAAAAAA7c/bL_GDi-y4Q0/DSC05679_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="290" height="380" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Notice how everyone else is moving?&amp;#160; Allie just watched the ball… =.)&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S8X4QcInrKI/AAAAAAAAA7g/jwE9frvY-yE/s1600-h/DSC05686%5B7%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05686" border="0" alt="DSC05686" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S8X4QtRDJ1I/AAAAAAAAA7k/sFpmE7Sg2BE/DSC05686_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S8X4RYfZLDI/AAAAAAAAA7o/mJJz2OtShcc/s1600-h/DSC05688%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05688" border="0" alt="DSC05688" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S8X4RmeHpAI/AAAAAAAAA7s/TU7odGqSJSE/DSC05688_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I’m a HUGE fan of her pink glove and shoes!! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;And Ava…&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S8X4S0D3oBI/AAAAAAAAA7w/iOVjsO8fo_g/s1600-h/DSC05696%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05696" border="0" alt="DSC05696" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S8X4TCCznGI/AAAAAAAAA70/6bQ0RPS5Jj0/DSC05696_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S8X4TRPEAUI/AAAAAAAAA74/ggMWctjxIXM/s1600-h/DSC05681%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05681" border="0" alt="DSC05681" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S8X4T67sVmI/AAAAAAAAA78/ES6MY0uTs5Y/DSC05681_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="290" height="380" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4639853813869534707-6557955149200343338?l=marcandbritt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/feeds/6557955149200343338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4639853813869534707&amp;postID=6557955149200343338&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/6557955149200343338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/6557955149200343338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/2010/04/wordless-wednesday.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08073972474783601839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKV8oYx5tI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ouQO4xnbDRw/S220/DSC04937.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S8X4PnNHtPI/AAAAAAAAA7c/bL_GDi-y4Q0/s72-c/DSC05679_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707.post-7000189893085010287</id><published>2010-04-09T13:31:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T13:31:32.770-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Full of Randoms…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I’ve got no one thing to complete a full blog post, so you’ll get bullets…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;I’ve been reading so many blogs, that by the time I sit to think of my own blog to write, I’ve got nothing.&amp;#160; I’m sorry, but I’m in a bit of a slump on blog posts.&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;I don’t have an open weekend until the middle of May.&amp;#160; It’s probably gonna be exhausting, but so, so much fun! =.)&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;I’m hosting a few girls over for pizza and wine tonight.&amp;#160; Should be great!&amp;#160; Our friends, Chris and Jennifer, are getting married April 24th, so the girls are giving Jennifer a little “Honeymoon” shower. =.) Yay!&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;I’m going shopping with my Mama and grandma tomorrow.&amp;#160; To Hobby Lobby and then Olive Garden.&amp;#160; Can’t wait!&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;I’m going out tomorrow night to celebrate Katie’s birthday. =.) Should be a lot of fun!&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Marc’s in Beaufort until Sunday for a bachelor party.&amp;#160; I miss him already.&amp;#160; I don’t like falling asleep without him in town.&amp;#160; He doesn’t have to be home if he’s out with the guys around home, and I can sleep just fine.&amp;#160; If he’s out of town…completely different story. =.(&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;I’ve been going between extremes at work – completely busy with no time to breathe, to completely bored with nothing left to look at online.&amp;#160; I can only refresh facebook so many times an hour.&amp;#160; Seriously.&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;I’m so glad that it rained last night.&amp;#160; This yellow fairy dust, otherwise known as pollen, is ridiculous this year.&amp;#160; I’m glad it’s going away! =.)&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;I’m feeling crafty, but I don’t know what I want to do.&amp;#160; I have a birthday present I need to work on for an August birthday.&amp;#160; Yes, you read that right, August.&amp;#160; But I want it to be great! =.)&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;I need to make more money.&amp;#160; Or I need my mortgage payment decreased, as well as my health insurance.&amp;#160; I hate making those payments each month! =.) Makes me feel like I make nothing! (I’m not complaining – I’m lucky to have a job.&amp;#160; I know this.&amp;#160; I’m just saying…=.))&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;My almost 2 year old niece got a concussion two weeks ago.&amp;#160; She’s fine, but she’s gonna be a handful (as if she isn’t already!! =.)).&amp;#160; Precious!&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;I don’t have a single picture from Easter.&amp;#160; I know.&amp;#160; What’s wrong with me?!? =.)&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;We had a GREAT service at Easter, and record attendance at 630.&amp;#160; For a 4 year old church…not too bad! =.) Love seeing new people!&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;I feel like I should have something else to write, but I just don’t.&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;Are you still reading?&amp;#160; I’m sorry for boring you!&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Well, that’s all I’ve got! I hope your life it great! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S79kchR5BTI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/CQ1E9x5THyI/s1600-h/Signature-BE4212C632D29A1F98D632D890C57B22%5B3%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="Signature-BE4212C632D29A1F98D632D890C57B22" border="0" alt="Signature-BE4212C632D29A1F98D632D890C57B22" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S79kc3-aE9I/AAAAAAAAA7U/nnQlQpbSesA/Signature-BE4212C632D29A1F98D632D890C57B22_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="183" height="59" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4639853813869534707-7000189893085010287?l=marcandbritt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/feeds/7000189893085010287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4639853813869534707&amp;postID=7000189893085010287&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/7000189893085010287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/7000189893085010287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/2010/04/full-of-randoms.html' title='Full of Randoms…'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08073972474783601839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKV8oYx5tI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ouQO4xnbDRw/S220/DSC04937.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S79kc3-aE9I/AAAAAAAAA7U/nnQlQpbSesA/s72-c/Signature-BE4212C632D29A1F98D632D890C57B22_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707.post-5431527378269408343</id><published>2010-03-25T11:29:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T11:29:07.326-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My, how time flies…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;4 years ago…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It was raining and sleeting with a little bit of snow and wind.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The sun was still shining. =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I got a manicure and a pedicure.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I went to the flower shop.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I went to the hair salon.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I had my make-up done.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I went to church.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I put on my great-grandmother’s pearl necklace.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I put on my grandmother’s pearl bracelet.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I put on my own pearl earrings.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I used bobby pins that used to belong to my great-grandmother.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I put on a beautiful, satin, off-white dress with beading.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I put on a veil and two garters, one with a little blue.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I put on off-white shoes.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I picked up a beautiful bouquet of cream flowers.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I took pictures with my favorite gals – friends, family, more family, more friends.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I took my Daddy’s arm, and walked down the aisle.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Four years ago, I was surrounded by my favorite people.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And I married my love.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Happy Anniversary, Marc! =.) I love you more today than yesterday! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S6uBQKHReKI/AAAAAAAAA7I/Uc25KyqozgI/s1600-h/IMG_4513%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="IMG_4513" border="0" alt="IMG_4513" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S6uBQlLGqFI/AAAAAAAAA7M/qDJ49ER0ioI/IMG_4513_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;“For this reason a man will leave his father and his mother and be united to his wife, and they will become one flesh.” Genesis 2:24&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4639853813869534707-5431527378269408343?l=marcandbritt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/feeds/5431527378269408343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4639853813869534707&amp;postID=5431527378269408343&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/5431527378269408343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/5431527378269408343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-how-time-flies.html' title='My, how time flies…'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08073972474783601839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKV8oYx5tI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ouQO4xnbDRw/S220/DSC04937.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S6uBQlLGqFI/AAAAAAAAA7M/qDJ49ER0ioI/s72-c/IMG_4513_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707.post-7895761367625442127</id><published>2010-03-23T10:32:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T10:32:16.618-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;“Wait for the Lord; be strong and take heart and wait for the Lord.” – Psalm 27:14&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Don’t you just love how God speaks to you in a pre-planned way?&amp;#160; This verse is from my desktop tear-away calendar.&amp;#160; I always look forward to seeing what it says each day; to see how God is talking to me; to see what He’s going to tell me each day.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Today, He’s telling me to be patient.&amp;#160; There are some things in my life that I expected to be a lot easier than they have been, and to happen a lot faster than they have.&amp;#160; Things that seem to come so much more quickly for others than for Marc and me.&amp;#160; And it’s so frustrating and disheartening, most of the time.&amp;#160; It’s hard to watch and see.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So, today, God is telling me (AGAIN) that I need to wait for Him.&amp;#160; It doesn’t matter that I &lt;u&gt;think&lt;/u&gt; I’m ready.&amp;#160; God’s not ready.&amp;#160; Rather, God’s plans are perhaps at a different pace from the plans I have all mapped out in my head.&amp;#160; Isn’t that usually the case, though? =.)&amp;#160; More than that, I &lt;u&gt;KNOW&lt;/u&gt;, without ANY doubt, that God’s timing is absolutely perfect.&amp;#160; Above all else, God’s plan for my life is perfect.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I just have to wait for the Lord. =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4639853813869534707-7895761367625442127?l=marcandbritt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/feeds/7895761367625442127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4639853813869534707&amp;postID=7895761367625442127&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/7895761367625442127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/7895761367625442127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/2010/03/waiting.html' title='Waiting'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08073972474783601839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKV8oYx5tI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ouQO4xnbDRw/S220/DSC04937.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707.post-3710957946981905000</id><published>2010-03-19T11:37:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T11:37:46.591-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fill in the Blank Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Yay!&amp;#160; I love having something automatically to write about! =.) And I love that it’s Friday! Yay! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So, Lauren over at &lt;a href="http://thelittlethingswedo.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;the little things we do&lt;/a&gt; does this every week!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;1. Today I’m wearing &lt;u&gt;black dress pants, gray tee, blue and gray pinstripe vest…with SANDALS!&lt;/u&gt; =.) Yay for warm weather! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;2. My favorite childhood food was &lt;u&gt;broccoli, rice, and cheese. I know, odd for a kid!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;3. A day that I am too busy to &lt;u&gt;love on my pups and the hubs&lt;/u&gt; is a day that I’m too busy.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;4. The last movie I saw was &lt;u&gt;Fame from Netflix. I wanted it to be better the second time around. It wasn’t.&lt;/u&gt; The next movie I want to see is &lt;u&gt;Bounty Hunter – Love Jennifer &amp;amp; love Gerard!&lt;/u&gt; =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;5. My favorite smell is &lt;u&gt;Marc’s body wash/cologne,&lt;/u&gt; because &lt;u&gt;it means that I’m in his arms.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;6. A weird little quirk I have is &lt;u&gt;certain things in my house (i.e. my jewelry box) must be lined and straightened ‘just so’, while other things I don’t care about (i.e. the coasters on the end table).&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;7. When I take personality quizzes, they always say I’m &lt;u&gt;a good listener, trustworthy, a good friend.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Hope you enjoyed!&amp;#160; Have a wonderful weekend!&amp;#160; I’ll be enjoying the beautiful 75* sunshiny weather tomorrow! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S6OaSN-Eb8I/AAAAAAAAA7A/XNoUg6anxdE/s1600-h/Signature-BE4212C632D29A1F98D632D890C57B22%5B3%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="Signature-BE4212C632D29A1F98D632D890C57B22" border="0" alt="Signature-BE4212C632D29A1F98D632D890C57B22" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S6OaSacq5oI/AAAAAAAAA7E/UQGBZmpyQl0/Signature-BE4212C632D29A1F98D632D890C57B22_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="183" height="59" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4639853813869534707-3710957946981905000?l=marcandbritt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/feeds/3710957946981905000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4639853813869534707&amp;postID=3710957946981905000&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/3710957946981905000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/3710957946981905000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/2010/03/fill-in-blank-friday.html' title='Fill in the Blank Friday'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08073972474783601839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKV8oYx5tI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ouQO4xnbDRw/S220/DSC04937.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S6OaSacq5oI/AAAAAAAAA7E/UQGBZmpyQl0/s72-c/Signature-BE4212C632D29A1F98D632D890C57B22_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707.post-109716142917927302</id><published>2010-03-16T16:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T16:49:37.155-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rewind…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;My life has been crazy, hectic, and busy, with a few mellow days in between.&amp;#160; I’ve not had a chance to blog at work because I’m actually WORKING.&amp;#160; I know – amazing concept! =.)&amp;#160; Real estate seems to have finally picked up.&amp;#160; I hope it stays this way! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So, here’s a little rewind of my life for the past month.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;A month ago, I was in New Orleans for a convention for my company.&amp;#160; I got to fly down, stay at a nice hotel with pretty much everything, save a little souvenir spending, paid for.&amp;#160; It was great.&amp;#160; It’s my first time to NOLA.&amp;#160; What an experience!&amp;#160; It was the weekend following Mardi Gras, so there were still some crazies down there.&amp;#160; And it was right after their big Super Bowl win, so I think they had been partying constantly.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;My hotel room&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05324" border="0" alt="DSC05324" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_uCx0bn0I/AAAAAAAAA1I/gTvi2x-sc5c/DSC05324_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;View from my balcony&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_uDF5woYI/AAAAAAAAA1M/7hxEO7MqZjQ/s1600-h/DSC05387%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05387" border="0" alt="DSC05387" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_uDu7yj9I/AAAAAAAAA1Q/W6N0X6RgXQI/DSC05387_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="290" height="380" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_uEa-SfeI/AAAAAAAAA1U/Vx8zSBm_v7E/s1600-h/DSC05391%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05391" border="0" alt="DSC05391" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_uEvOOMkI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/VLyfMhcfkeo/DSC05391_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some of my favorite sights from New Orleans&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Seriously?&amp;#160; Beads EVERYWHERE!&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_uFV1UbvI/AAAAAAAAA1c/N3xApzif8co/s1600-h/DSC05355%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05355" border="0" alt="DSC05355" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_uGGcW_1I/AAAAAAAAA1g/0kuA6Bl0fy8/DSC05355_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="290" height="380" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A river boat&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_uGmTzbAI/AAAAAAAAA1k/xXy3f2m-OnA/s1600-h/DSC05343%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05343" border="0" alt="DSC05343" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_uHTNfgXI/AAAAAAAAA1o/zMOvyxXwDfg/DSC05343_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; River Cable Car&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_uH134CkI/AAAAAAAAA1s/i8YDCiQmLTE/s1600-h/DSC05347%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05347" border="0" alt="DSC05347" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_uI-8WeXI/AAAAAAAAA1w/0wqMYCV8ess/DSC05347_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;St. Charles Avenue Cable Car&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_uJZSxbuI/AAAAAAAAA10/mqvzG82UjXI/s1600-h/DSC05357%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05357" border="0" alt="DSC05357" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_uJ8LiHhI/AAAAAAAAA14/g4uKzTKcdLg/DSC05357_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Robert Lee Memorial &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_uKuy6V9I/AAAAAAAAA18/773-86F_NcA/s1600-h/DSC05358%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05358" border="0" alt="DSC05358" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_uKuI0-EI/AAAAAAAAA2A/siMCsTxwD2M/DSC05358_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="290" height="380" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Spent some time in the WWII Museum&amp;#160; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_uLekOM4I/AAAAAAAAA2E/DAhHBketQaE/s1600-h/DSC05377%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05377" border="0" alt="DSC05377" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_uLyvSfJI/AAAAAAAAA2I/kHQFmje88L8/DSC05377_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_uNI6YBqI/AAAAAAAAA2M/35W5zy-bUho/s1600-h/DSC05372%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05372" border="0" alt="DSC05372" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_uNihi2fI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/3ytzffQ7E58/DSC05372_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="290" height="380" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_uOrTs-RI/AAAAAAAAA2U/XBrgKsQCOcg/s1600-h/DSC05375%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05375" border="0" alt="DSC05375" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_uO_U8RWI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/m89brCTHVEY/DSC05375_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_uPfBcByI/AAAAAAAAA2c/ZE-ruL63Khg/s1600-h/DSC05371%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05371" border="0" alt="DSC05371" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_uPnDvdFI/AAAAAAAAA2g/ymkUkp_gNqk/DSC05371_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_uRJim6rI/AAAAAAAAA2k/rGf7J0FHbzU/s1600-h/DSC05383%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05383" border="0" alt="DSC05383" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_uRQgOxFI/AAAAAAAAA2o/qjZnVYffN34/DSC05383_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And my favorite find?&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_uSPReWbI/AAAAAAAAA2s/nO8u2etKZIQ/s1600-h/DSC05379%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05379" border="0" alt="DSC05379" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_uSaaveqI/AAAAAAAAA2w/McyZ9Cyelss/DSC05379_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Isn’t it great?!? =.) I love it!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Neat story – one of the owners of my company knows somebody who is business partners with the owner of a major hotel in New Orleans.&amp;#160; The hotel owner, let’s call him Mr. Big.&amp;#160; Mr. Big lives in the penthouse (of which it’s named after him, and you need a penthouse key to even get to the penthouse floor) of said hotel.&amp;#160; It has a view of Bourbon Street, Canal Street, and everywhere east and west.&amp;#160; Half of the penthouse is his patio, which has a hot tub overlooking Bourbon Street!!&amp;#160; He had a private party, and everyone who was in NOLA from my office was invited.&amp;#160; Seriously?&amp;#160; Coolest party ever.&amp;#160; There were musicians playing quietly while everyone mingled and munched. It was a bit chilly, but the rooftop view was just amazing.&amp;#160; So gorgeous to see the city from above all lit up.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;This is Canal Street&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_uT3u9EhI/AAAAAAAAA20/8yytEybIDEc/s1600-h/DSC05402%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05402" border="0" alt="DSC05402" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_uUajCtvI/AAAAAAAAA24/EauDFopYu84/DSC05402_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Opposite of Canal Street, towards Mississippi&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_uUploxZI/AAAAAAAAA28/mCkH-fDZTm4/s1600-h/DSC05405%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05405" border="0" alt="DSC05405" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_uVCwRR4I/AAAAAAAAA3A/9fF453hzsPA/DSC05405_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;And I have pics of his actual patio, but that might be a bit too private to post.&amp;#160; So cool, though! I had already left, but apparently, Gr*mmy winner E*rving M*ayfield showed up to play some before they all headed to his club off of Bourbon Street.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;And now, the most jaw-dropping part of the evening?&amp;#160; We’re all just standing around chatting and meeting people, when out comes Mr. Big’s pet…KANGAROO!&amp;#160; Really, a kangaroo!&amp;#160; With Saints colored beads on!! =.)&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_uVsvWz8I/AAAAAAAAA3E/NAHhgPeZ90g/s1600-h/DSC05408%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05408" border="0" alt="DSC05408" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_uV5_KYzI/AAAAAAAAA3I/kukz79Wvdwc/DSC05408_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="290" height="380" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So cool! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;That’s pretty much my whole trip to NOLA.&amp;#160; I didn’t go to Bourbon Street at night…just not my scene.&amp;#160; We had lunch down there one day, but it was on the end of Bourbon close to Canal Street, so I still don’t think I “experienced” Bourbon Street.&amp;#160; I don’t think I’m missing anything.&amp;#160; Just my opinion, though. =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;********************&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;The weekend after I returned from New Orleans, I spent some time at my brother’s house.&amp;#160; He put up this huge rope swing for Allie, my niece.&amp;#160; She wanted to show us how high she could swing.&amp;#160; It’s crazy, but TONS of fun.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;**I took the pictures to make it look like she was swinging super high.&amp;#160; She was high, but not as high as it might appear.&amp;#160; I promise!**&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;She loves her swing! =.)&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_uWOa4paI/AAAAAAAAA3M/pDF8koPlxzY/s1600-h/DSC05441%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05441" border="0" alt="DSC05441" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_uWhCvADI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/AESyWS01MgA/DSC05441_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="290" height="380" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_uXf1HHPI/AAAAAAAAA3U/0-oBMbjaC6Q/s1600-h/DSC05434%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05434" border="0" alt="DSC05434" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_uXwAOPcI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/dJ1pgeNsLEg/DSC05434_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_uZeTofZI/AAAAAAAAA3c/FeWghfYxqTM/s1600-h/DSC05420%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05420" border="0" alt="DSC05420" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_uZgGPWiI/AAAAAAAAA3g/e_wgUVFetXI/DSC05420_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_uaTw1q2I/AAAAAAAAA3k/ItIgKMysl84/s1600-h/DSC05423%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05423" border="0" alt="DSC05423" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_ubGYC9RI/AAAAAAAAA3o/2PYAduiKJr4/DSC05423_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_ub7y7YyI/AAAAAAAAA3s/8VJUxHeVAZ0/s1600-h/DSC05428%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05428" border="0" alt="DSC05428" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_ucPqM5LI/AAAAAAAAA3w/JxtqE0IGWjk/DSC05428_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="290" height="380" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Ava – she’s just a cheese ball!&amp;#160; Every time I pointed my camera at her, she would grin…she’s such a mess! =.)&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_ucmEAUrI/AAAAAAAAA30/ynoJYQx3fcQ/s1600-h/DSC05435%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05435" border="0" alt="DSC05435" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_udR_NnWI/AAAAAAAAA34/FEpo8fm2loc/DSC05435_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="290" height="380" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_ued1xZkI/AAAAAAAAA38/2gSMm60BhKw/s1600-h/DSC05430%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05430" border="0" alt="DSC05430" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_uey0bzqI/AAAAAAAAA4A/y3mbz2ZyA6g/DSC05430_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She didn’t want to be left out! =.)&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_ufkhehQI/AAAAAAAAA4E/kO9EAK2QnYU/s1600-h/DSC05445%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05445" border="0" alt="DSC05445" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_ugoGf-aI/AAAAAAAAA4I/g30j0SFoE7w/DSC05445_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="290" height="380" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_uheHFoDI/AAAAAAAAA4M/OKii-qfQcYQ/s1600-h/DSC05454%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05454" border="0" alt="DSC05454" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_uiRaF3hI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/uKbuWrMEscI/DSC05454_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_ujgLaHjI/AAAAAAAAA4U/nYYkAz5Lt0M/s1600-h/DSC05444%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05444" border="0" alt="DSC05444" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_ukdbfhxI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/rXukSEL-45w/DSC05444_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;********************&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;This past weekend, we headed down to Beaufort for a relaxing weekend with Chad and Katie.&amp;#160; We had a GREAT time!&amp;#160; Thanks for letting us tag along, y’all! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;We didn’t get down there until around 10:30 pm on Friday night.&amp;#160; We slept in a little, then had some errands to run for Chad.&amp;#160; We spent Saturday afternoon with Brad’s parents, who were down there, as well.&amp;#160; Please continue to keep his family and friends in your prayers.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Brad’s niece, Maddie, was loving on some Marc.&amp;#160; She was so cute!&amp;#160; She would just snuggle up to him on the couch.&amp;#160; He was eating it up, too!&amp;#160; She’s been really clingy to all of Brad’s friends.&amp;#160; She’s only 5 years old, and if it’s hard on us at 26, I can’t imagine what it’s like for her.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;We headed back to the house to hang out and watched some ACC basketball.&amp;#160; We might have napped just a little! =.) Then we headed over to Johnny &amp;amp; Jan’s condo and played Just Dance for the Wii all night.&amp;#160; It was so much fun!&amp;#160; Makes me want the game!&amp;#160; But really, I think I just want it so I can practice, because Katie and me were awesome!&amp;#160; We are so going to beat Jan and Jessica next time!! =.) Haha!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Just Dance makes for some awesome action shots!! Chad &amp;amp; Katie&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_uk3XYFVI/AAAAAAAAA4c/WXenZyXU_lY/s1600-h/DSC05513%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05513" border="0" alt="DSC05513" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_ulKgnY7I/AAAAAAAAA4g/c6Y37sopG0s/DSC05513_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_ul6C8QMI/AAAAAAAAA4k/2ahFCNIBFTs/s1600-h/DSC05478%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05478" border="0" alt="DSC05478" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_um8DTReI/AAAAAAAAA4s/-yg6j7tE7Jo/DSC05478_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Marc and I (don’t you love the audience?)&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05492" border="0" alt="DSC05492" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_unNGPAZI/AAAAAAAAA4w/jpNC8yROFoU/DSC05492_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&amp;#160; Brian &amp;amp; Chad (to Eye of the Tiger)&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_un3ufMrI/AAAAAAAAA40/LkKU-cAiQWE/s1600-h/DSC05496%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05496" border="0" alt="DSC05496" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_uoAxpLLI/AAAAAAAAA44/BBdJfD8K-78/DSC05496_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Serious air guitar&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_uotS1_TI/AAAAAAAAA48/1K9_glpw51E/s1600-h/DSC05514%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05514" border="0" alt="DSC05514" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_uo1SupFI/AAAAAAAAA5A/4LtRKhzADHw/DSC05514_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cooling off on the balcony&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_upvhAwUI/AAAAAAAAA5E/P_35NA8d3aw/s1600-h/DSC05525%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05525" border="0" alt="DSC05525" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_up81UbrI/AAAAAAAAA5I/qZ0o7x30X4E/DSC05525_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_uqgWmBuI/AAAAAAAAA5M/fYl1mynNXEI/s1600-h/DSC05526%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05526" border="0" alt="DSC05526" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_uq-SU1lI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/0EklkXdsZqU/DSC05526_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160; Katie &amp;amp; I =.)&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_urpjgIfI/AAAAAAAAA5U/7WRzpWsBDo0/s1600-h/DSC05464%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05464" border="0" alt="DSC05464" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_ur_mjdBI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/MWtic2afF3M/DSC05464_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;On Sunday, Katie took me down to Front Street so I could explore a little.&amp;#160; I’d never been before.&amp;#160; And I finally got me a pair of Croakies – they’re pink! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_usWRp74I/AAAAAAAAA5c/1SRFZ-OxI-Q/s1600-h/DSC05544%5B8%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05544" border="0" alt="DSC05544" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_uspAlAzI/AAAAAAAAA5g/7kD5NSKMNd0/DSC05544_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="289" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_utEwnQmI/AAAAAAAAA5k/Yt1kGy5_IAg/s1600-h/DSC05527%5B7%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05527" border="0" alt="DSC05527" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_utqLHY6I/AAAAAAAAA5o/o3z3zSrHhPU/DSC05527_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_uuD3b8MI/AAAAAAAAA5s/MDB5Cre-Qq0/s1600-h/DSC05532%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05532" border="0" alt="DSC05532" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_uuoQdbiI/AAAAAAAAA5w/gjCXr6LSl1U/DSC05532_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_uvK-BUsI/AAAAAAAAA50/IxwgZ4E9uMo/s1600-h/DSC05536%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05536" border="0" alt="DSC05536" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_uv2OFjVI/AAAAAAAAA54/AuAxA00wbGU/DSC05536_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="290" height="380" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_uwfV0yRI/AAAAAAAAA58/kTaYTmP5PTE/s1600-h/DSC05535%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05535" border="0" alt="DSC05535" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_uwp5a66I/AAAAAAAAA6A/CfSUQBJ7rgo/DSC05535_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love all of the old houses…&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_uxWHoMDI/AAAAAAAAA6E/tOB8S0bpAg0/s1600-h/DSC05540%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05540" border="0" alt="DSC05540" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_uxywhmlI/AAAAAAAAA6I/iEE9vfx_hb4/DSC05540_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_uydCPgQI/AAAAAAAAA6M/4wqeCPxDbnc/s1600-h/DSC05541%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05541" border="0" alt="DSC05541" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_uyzFdZyI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/nxLctEhI9Mo/DSC05541_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I&lt;em&gt; love&lt;/em&gt; the sailboats on the gate!&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05546" border="0" alt="DSC05546" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_uzKqw0_I/AAAAAAAAA6U/3w3kWQ3wRQQ/DSC05546_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="290" height="380" /&gt; Low tide&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_uz0hxJfI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/O4kqUaq7XDg/s1600-h/DSC05543%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05543" border="0" alt="DSC05543" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_u0BJsf0I/AAAAAAAAA6c/OxfG6-C5vAQ/DSC05543_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="290" height="380" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_u1ORessI/AAAAAAAAA6g/bxxfzMQoo9A/s1600-h/DSC05539%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05539" border="0" alt="DSC05539" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_u1kouChI/AAAAAAAAA6k/C5AR113KXyg/DSC05539_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_u1w9dl4I/AAAAAAAAA6o/Q04KNNtHBWM/s1600-h/DSC05531%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05531" border="0" alt="DSC05531" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_u2Slr0xI/AAAAAAAAA6s/_Mftox_-MSc/DSC05531_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="290" height="380" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_u3BrPd9I/AAAAAAAAA6w/XgjMz4fAkVQ/s1600-h/DSC05538%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05538" border="0" alt="DSC05538" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_u3ZyKWoI/AAAAAAAAA60/r2D_YtxhaOg/DSC05538_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I could so live there! I miss it already! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;If you made it through all of the pictures, thanks for reading! =.) Have a great evening! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_u3quoc4I/AAAAAAAAA64/EU9PktSjqSE/s1600-h/Signature-BE4212C632D29A1F98D632D890C57B22%5B3%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="Signature-BE4212C632D29A1F98D632D890C57B22" border="0" alt="Signature-BE4212C632D29A1F98D632D890C57B22" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_u4FaEm_I/AAAAAAAAA68/eeIXI-UCcb0/Signature-BE4212C632D29A1F98D632D890C57B22_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="183" height="59" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4639853813869534707-109716142917927302?l=marcandbritt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/feeds/109716142917927302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4639853813869534707&amp;postID=109716142917927302&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/109716142917927302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/109716142917927302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/2010/03/rewind.html' title='Rewind…'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08073972474783601839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKV8oYx5tI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ouQO4xnbDRw/S220/DSC04937.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S5_uCx0bn0I/AAAAAAAAA1I/gTvi2x-sc5c/s72-c/DSC05324_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707.post-7307898616143754536</id><published>2010-03-15T15:45:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T15:45:05.837-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>ABCs of Me =.)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;ABC's of Me!! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Age: 26    &lt;br /&gt;Bed Size: King – &lt;em&gt;love it!&lt;/em&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;Chore you hate: All of them? No – I really hate cleaning toilets.&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;Dogs’ names: Paisley &amp;amp; Ace&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;Essential “start the day” item: Caffeine Free Mt. Dew =.)&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;Favorite color: Blue    &lt;br /&gt;Gold or Silver: Both! =.) Most everything I own is White Gold or silver, though    &lt;br /&gt;Height: 5'8    &lt;br /&gt;Instruments you play: Absolutely none!    &lt;br /&gt;Job Title: Market Center Administrator (or a bookkeeper)    &lt;br /&gt;Kids: 2 pups for now    &lt;br /&gt;Living Arrangements: a home in our hometown    &lt;br /&gt;Mom’s Name: Cathy    &lt;br /&gt;Nickname: Britt    &lt;br /&gt;Overnight hospital stays: None    &lt;br /&gt;Pet peeve: Bad drivers, close talkers    &lt;br /&gt;Quote from a movie: Nobody puts Baby in a corner. Love me some Patrick Swayze in Dirty Dancing! =.)    &lt;br /&gt;Righty of Lefty: Righty    &lt;br /&gt;Siblings: 1 older brother    &lt;br /&gt;Time you wake up: About 6:15    &lt;br /&gt;Underwear: Yes?    &lt;br /&gt;Veggie you dislike: Okra –ick!    &lt;br /&gt;Ways that make you late: Slow drivers on country roads &amp;amp; thinking I have more time to get ready than I really do    &lt;br /&gt;X-rays you have had: Dental    &lt;br /&gt;Yummy food you make: Broccoli Casserole    &lt;br /&gt;Zoo animals you like: Giraffes and Polar Bears, and penguins =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Stay tuned for your (un)regularly scheduled programming! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Hope your Monday is going great! Have a spectacular day! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4639853813869534707-7307898616143754536?l=marcandbritt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/feeds/7307898616143754536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4639853813869534707&amp;postID=7307898616143754536&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/7307898616143754536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/7307898616143754536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/2010/03/abcs-of-me.html' title='ABCs of Me =.)'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08073972474783601839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKV8oYx5tI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ouQO4xnbDRw/S220/DSC04937.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707.post-7935198219105258584</id><published>2010-03-11T17:48:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T17:48:04.101-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Still doesn’t seem real…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Something awful has happened.&amp;#160; We lost one of our friends.&amp;#160; That was Tuesday, March 2, 2010.&amp;#160; We lost our friend Brad at the age of 26.&amp;#160; His birthday is tomorrow, March 12th.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;He died while doing tree trimming work.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;You see, Brad was a firefighter.&amp;#160; On his days off, he and several other firemen worked for a tree trimming company.&amp;#160; On Tuesday, Brad was working, and fell from a tree.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;He didn’t survive.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;On Thursday, a ton of people turned out for his visitation at the funeral home.&amp;#160; The firemen were lining the hall leading to the family.&amp;#160; They show so much respect for their fallen.&amp;#160; They had their fire truck in front of the funeral home for the service.&amp;#160; There was a huge flag hanging from the raised ladder.&amp;#160; It was absolutely beautiful.&amp;#160; The fire station even had this banner made with Brad in all of his fire gear, In loving memory.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The funeral was Friday.&amp;#160; Gosh, Brad was loved.&amp;#160; He was loved so, so much.&amp;#160; The church was completely packed with all of his family and friends, and his fire family.&amp;#160; The service was just wonderful.&amp;#160; The preacher spoke a little, then the fire chaplain spoke.&amp;#160; After that, they opened it up to friends who wanted to say something about Brad.&amp;#160; His superiors and co-workers got up and talked about Brad and his work ethic.&amp;#160; How he was just great at being a fireman, and how he loved it.&amp;#160; Everyone told great stories.&amp;#160; We laughed and we cried.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The firemen all lined up again as Brad was taken out for his final ride.&amp;#160; All of the city fire trucks led the way.&amp;#160; It was all so touching.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;At the graveside, they gave him a fireman’s burial, and a Mason’s burial.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It’s just so hard to watch his family and friends going through all of this heartache.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;With all of this happening last week, it’s made me realize how God hasn’t promised us tomorrow.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So, live each day to the fullest.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Make sure everyone knows you love them.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Don’t take friends and family for granted.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Thank God for the blessings He has given you in this temporary life.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Make your life MEAN something…even if it just means you’re a great mom, sister, brother, son, father, daughter, grandmother, grandfather.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Don’t let a day go by where you regret your decisions.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Take advantage of your life, your love.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And for Brad:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;“The road goes on forever, and the party never ends.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4639853813869534707-7935198219105258584?l=marcandbritt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/feeds/7935198219105258584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4639853813869534707&amp;postID=7935198219105258584&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/7935198219105258584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/7935198219105258584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/2010/03/still-doesnt-seem-real.html' title='Still doesn’t seem real…'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08073972474783601839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKV8oYx5tI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ouQO4xnbDRw/S220/DSC04937.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707.post-7297925420504072516</id><published>2010-02-26T10:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T10:06:33.753-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday! Friday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hi, everyone!&amp;#160; I’m sorry for the long time between posts, but I’ve been out of town!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I think last week I mentioned that I was going out of town for work.&amp;#160; I’ve been in New Orleans for a real estate convention.&amp;#160; Love my company!&amp;#160; It was a lot of fun, and I got to see New Orleans for the first time.&amp;#160; I so wish that I’d had a little more time to enjoy the city, though, with a little less class! =.) Either way, I had some great experiences, one of which involves a kangaroo.&amp;#160; Yep, that’s right.&amp;#160; You did read that correctly.&amp;#160; I got to see a real, live, PET kangaroo.&amp;#160; So cute!!&amp;#160; I’ll have more details on my trip later.&amp;#160; For now, I’m participating in &lt;em&gt;Fill in the Blank Friday&lt;/em&gt; over at &lt;a href="http://thelittlethingswedo.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;The Little Things We Do&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So, here goes…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;1.&amp;#160; When I’m nervous: &lt;u&gt;I get out of breath, like I’ve been running a lot (which I never run), and sweaty palms.&lt;/u&gt;&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;2.&amp;#160; My favorite item in my closet is: &lt;u&gt;my newest WCG t-shirt.&amp;#160; It’s super comfy, it’s heather red, and it supports the fam.&amp;#160; Can’t go wrong with that!&amp;#160; When I dress in business casual for work every day, the last thing I want to wear outside of work is something trendy.&amp;#160; I’m definitely all about the comfort!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;3.&amp;#160; &lt;u&gt;Zoning out with a great book or catching up on my TV shows&lt;/u&gt; is my favorite thing to do when I need to relax.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;4.&amp;#160; My favorite childhood memory is: &lt;u&gt;Spending time with my Mama’s family at Emerald Isle.&amp;#160; My great-grandmother had a cottage with a small guest cottage behind on the road to Bogue Pier.&amp;#160; I remember going down there every summer with all of my aunts and uncles and my grandma, and we’d spend the week together.&amp;#160; I remember having to evacuate because of hurricanes, yummy ice cream at the Dairy Queen, unique gifts from the gift shop next door, learning how to shuffle cards on the days it rained, sandspurs from the grass outside, and sharing 2 bathrooms with 10 people.&amp;#160; I miss those days!!&lt;/u&gt; =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;5.&amp;#160; Something you may not know about me is: &lt;u&gt;I’ve been with Marc for almost 10 years!&amp;#160; We started dating my senior year in high school, his sophomore year. I know – he was a baby!! (and that also tells you how old I am!!)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;6.&amp;#160; A true friend: &lt;u&gt;Knows when to talk, when to listen, and when to laugh with you.&amp;#160; They’re honest and comforting. And they’re rare.&amp;#160; So glad that I have some true friends! They’re lifesavers!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;7.&amp;#160; Something I hope people think of when they think of me is: &lt;u&gt;That I’m a true friend.&amp;#160; I’m trustworthy and kind, loving and fun.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Yay!&amp;#160; That was fun!&amp;#160; I got a post out, and I didn’t really have to be creative!&amp;#160; Someone else did that for me! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Have a great weekend!&amp;#160; Can’t wait to get some of my pics from NOLA up this weekend! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S4fjdmabmGI/AAAAAAAAA1A/c7Y1FZL5R4k/s1600-h/Signature-BE4212C632D29A1F98D632D890C57B22%5B6%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="Signature-BE4212C632D29A1F98D632D890C57B22" border="0" alt="Signature-BE4212C632D29A1F98D632D890C57B22" align="left" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S4fjeE9GguI/AAAAAAAAA1E/bRW6PISR3FU/Signature-BE4212C632D29A1F98D632D890C57B22_thumb%5B4%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="183" height="59" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4639853813869534707-7297925420504072516?l=marcandbritt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/feeds/7297925420504072516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4639853813869534707&amp;postID=7297925420504072516&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/7297925420504072516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/7297925420504072516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/2010/02/friday-friday.html' title='Friday! Friday!'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08073972474783601839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKV8oYx5tI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ouQO4xnbDRw/S220/DSC04937.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S4fjeE9GguI/AAAAAAAAA1E/bRW6PISR3FU/s72-c/Signature-BE4212C632D29A1F98D632D890C57B22_thumb%5B4%5D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707.post-4165683357681558029</id><published>2010-02-16T12:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T12:20:48.421-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Such a bad blogger…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I don’t know why y’all still follow me, unless it’s the fact that I’m not gonna fill up your Reader! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;But I’ve been in a funk.&amp;#160; I’ve got nothing interesting to blog about.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My weekends are almost always the same.&amp;#160; Dinner with friends on Friday.&amp;#160; Hanging out with friends on Saturday.&amp;#160; Church on Sunday.&amp;#160; That’s my wrap up!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And while we aren’t getting near the amount of snow as some of the states north of us, we’re still getting a little bit.&amp;#160; It’s been nice.&amp;#160; I know – don’t get mad at me for saying that!&amp;#160; We don’t get a lot of snow, and it’s so pretty when we do! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It snowed this past Friday.&amp;#160; And it was all melted by lunch on Saturday.&amp;#160; Perfect snow!&amp;#160; And we got almost 2 inches overnight.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I have 2 favorite things from the past two weekends:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;1.&amp;#160; Dear John.&amp;#160; I saw it with Tiffany, Kelli, Katie, and KT.&amp;#160; I really, really liked it.&amp;#160; I read the book way back when it was first published, so it’s been awhile.&amp;#160; As I was watching the movie, bits and pieces kept coming back to me.&amp;#160; I loved the movie, though.&amp;#160; And I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;knew&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I would cry.&amp;#160; I cry at everything Nicholas Sparks.&amp;#160; But it wasn’t about the love story side of it.&amp;#160; It was all the scenes with John’s dad.&amp;#160; So precious!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;2. Game Nights.&amp;#160; Last weekend, we played games with 2 other couples on Saturday night.&amp;#160; We finally played Pictionary Man, and then we played Cranium.&amp;#160; Needless to say, the girls won. =.)&amp;#160; We’re awesome! =.)&amp;#160; Then, this past weekend, while we were all together to celebrate February birthdays, we played Imagine Iff and Cranium, just the girls.&amp;#160; So.much.fun.&amp;#160; I absolutely&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; LOVE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; board games!! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Perhaps I’ll have some exciting things to post about this weekend.&amp;#160; I leave Friday for New Orleans for work.&amp;#160; I fly back up Tuesday night.&amp;#160; That means I’m leaving Marc at home by himself.&amp;#160; I think he’ll survive.&amp;#160; I imagine he’ll enjoy being able to play Call of Duty without me interrupting when I get home from work.&lt;font size="1"&gt;&amp;#160; (Seriously, I’m close to hating that game)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And that’s all I have.&amp;#160; Told you I sucked as a blogger! =.)&amp;#160; Guess I’m just in a funk.&amp;#160; I bet if I had more Vitamin D (i.e. more sun), I’d be more interesting! =.)&amp;#160; I love my snow, but I’m ready for spring! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Have a wonderful week! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And I leave you with this awesome quote I found! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;“Your life is your garden, your thoughts are the seeds.&amp;#160; If your life isn’t awesome, you’ve been watering the weeds.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;–Terry Prince&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4639853813869534707-4165683357681558029?l=marcandbritt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/feeds/4165683357681558029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4639853813869534707&amp;postID=4165683357681558029&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/4165683357681558029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/4165683357681558029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/2010/02/such-bad-blogger.html' title='Such a bad blogger…'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08073972474783601839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKV8oYx5tI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ouQO4xnbDRw/S220/DSC04937.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707.post-4834003452556266466</id><published>2010-02-04T13:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T15:30:57.676-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ava'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><title type='text'>Walking in a Winter Wonderland…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;In my part of North Carolina, it’s rare that we see substantial snow.&amp;#160; And by substantial, I mean more than a few inches.&amp;#160; You see, when we get more than an inch, cities shut down.&amp;#160; Our area just isn’t prepared for snowfall.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Which is absolutely GREAT if you’re a kid, because all you want to do is play in the snow.&amp;#160; And you &lt;em&gt;definitely&lt;/em&gt; don’t want to go to school if there’s snow on the ground.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;However, if you’re a teacher, you understand that snow days = less Spring Break.&amp;#160; Kids don’t think about that part of it, though. =.) And who could blame them?!? =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The weather people were forecasting anywhere between 4-10 inches at my home.&amp;#160; Depending on where the lines were, it could be a mixture of snow, sleet and freezing rain.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So, on Friday around 6:00 pm, it started snowing.&amp;#160; It was gorgeous!&amp;#160; Lovely, beautiful flakes of the white stuff.&amp;#160; I absolutely loved it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;People in my office…not so much.&amp;#160; You would think that the world were ending with just the prediction of snow.&amp;#160; I went to Appalachian State University.&amp;#160; That means that I had the potential to see snow from November through May.&amp;#160; Since I’ve graduated and moved back home almost 5 years ago (has it &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; been that long?), I’ve only had 3 snows worth counting.&amp;#160; One this past weekend, one last year, and I’m sure there was another one before that.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Needless to say, I don’t mind the snow. =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And I got some pictures of the house before the dogs and trucks ‘messed’ it up. =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;The snow was still falling…&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S2sXBksgKuI/AAAAAAAAAyc/K3HHs2prCA0/s1600-h/DSC05261%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="DSC05261" border="0" alt="DSC05261" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S2sXB6ERIoI/AAAAAAAAAyg/l-LLteR5wh4/DSC05261_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S2sXCX0I8TI/AAAAAAAAAyk/53qL45ZkGcY/s1600-h/DSC05259%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="DSC05259" border="0" alt="DSC05259" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S2sXCpx67aI/AAAAAAAAAyo/mdwUdxbYQFk/DSC05259_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S2sXDO-QSII/AAAAAAAAAys/FzdNEulIkuc/s1600-h/DSC05263%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="DSC05263" border="0" alt="DSC05263" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S2sXDxJ2OjI/AAAAAAAAAyw/yYDpOWj9i2I/DSC05263_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Isn’t it just beautiful and clean looking?!? =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;We decided to go sledding, so some of our friends came over.&amp;#160; A few miles from the house is a road with a massive hill.&amp;#160; Perfect for sledding! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Here’s the girls: Sarah, Katie, me&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S2sXEaHA5TI/AAAAAAAAAy0/D36okkJrEt4/s1600-h/DSC05265%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="DSC05265" border="0" alt="DSC05265" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S2sXEiQEItI/AAAAAAAAAy4/kM1u6u2q1MY/DSC05265_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys: Marc, Chad, Rob&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S2sXFKFX_RI/AAAAAAAAAy8/qgMUiRkD6Dk/s1600-h/DSC05266%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="DSC05266" border="0" alt="DSC05266" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S2sXFUkSBeI/AAAAAAAAAzA/0rbG41UGEvs/DSC05266_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;The start of “The Hill”&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S2sXFvm-FOI/AAAAAAAAAzE/aqXLTFOWs-U/s1600-h/DSC05275%5B7%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="DSC05275" border="0" alt="DSC05275" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S2sXFwwljdI/AAAAAAAAAzI/QFacTK6OhoI/DSC05275_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Towards the bottom…&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S2sXGfGULAI/AAAAAAAAAzM/Xx0JRVJ9voE/s1600-h/DSC05276%5B7%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="DSC05276" border="0" alt="DSC05276" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S2sXGgTs-DI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/mhT7TKO874k/DSC05276_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So.much.fun!! =.) These are the boys…&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S2sXHLmSWNI/AAAAAAAAAzU/LtubX9ndme0/s1600-h/DSC05268%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="DSC05268" border="0" alt="DSC05268" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S2sXHW_UZ2I/AAAAAAAAAzY/FHiLXnuLfqI/DSC05268_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sarah&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S2sXH6vAUyI/AAAAAAAAAzc/BVgGViInUFU/s1600-h/DSC05274%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="DSC05274" border="0" alt="DSC05274" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S2sXIPvvJ2I/AAAAAAAAAzg/T0y11CLmJEk/DSC05274_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Katie&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S2sXIvlyZCI/AAAAAAAAAzk/Y6V0sm6l9LE/s1600-h/DSC05272%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="DSC05272" border="0" alt="DSC05272" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S2sXI9Cn4NI/AAAAAAAAAzo/QTslRo7g_Ug/DSC05272_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And me…I had to steer with my hands…&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S2sXJbTSarI/AAAAAAAAAzs/sbrMfD_Pcyk/s1600-h/DSC05271%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="DSC05271" border="0" alt="DSC05271" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S2sXJmqEhDI/AAAAAAAAAz0/J2VoY1Hvhtc/DSC05271_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;On Sunday, Marc had to work some, so I hung out with my Mama and Miss Ava.&amp;#160; She’s simply precious! =.)&amp;#160; She and Mama came over to my house to walk the dogs, so when we got back to Mama’s house, and took off Ava’s toboggan (her hat), her hair was just crazy!!&amp;#160; Love it!&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S2sXKduZwHI/AAAAAAAAAz4/4J7ISpQdX7w/s1600-h/DSC05279%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="DSC05279" border="0" alt="DSC05279" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S2sXKsD0C1I/AAAAAAAAAz8/K1w0OxLOSos/DSC05279_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S2sXLPw1sGI/AAAAAAAAA0A/wOp8X_INtI4/s1600-h/DSC05282%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="DSC05282" border="0" alt="DSC05282" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S2sXLYgdNPI/AAAAAAAAA0E/09OGh3j6Mno/DSC05282_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And my IRL friends will like this – she’s more pale than I am!! Haha! =.) And please ignore the make-upless face&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S2sXMFfuwxI/AAAAAAAAA0I/zjH8-5Clljs/s1600-h/DSC05283%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="DSC05283" border="0" alt="DSC05283" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S2sXMfcYM0I/AAAAAAAAA0M/BZYuRTfU0L0/DSC05283_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;She fell asleep before I left…sweet girl&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S2sXMkznR0I/AAAAAAAAA0Q/2Zq5JBw4mcM/s1600-h/DSC05284%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="DSC05284" border="0" alt="DSC05284" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S2sXMzrGm8I/AAAAAAAAA0U/rnhzbqZmVGg/DSC05284_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="282" height="370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S2sXNPZkjHI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/bOmuuLz2Zf8/s1600-h/DSC05285%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="DSC05285" border="0" alt="DSC05285" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S2sXNTSNNBI/AAAAAAAAA0c/EV_CE6djLxE/DSC05285_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="282" height="370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On Monday, I woke up to this beautiful sunrise with the moon between the trees.&amp;#160; I had to take a picture of it (before I left for work…)&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S2sXNwUl9EI/AAAAAAAAA0g/DtS_7qYRsWQ/s1600-h/DSC05286%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="DSC05286" border="0" alt="DSC05286" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S2sXOGlih2I/AAAAAAAAA0k/hYx2RJRmuw4/DSC05286_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="282" height="370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S2sXOrinbSI/AAAAAAAAA0o/LSo_4m6IaQE/s1600-h/DSC05288%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="DSC05288" border="0" alt="DSC05288" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S2sXOwwlgnI/AAAAAAAAA0s/a7L4Ho3i0v4/DSC05288_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Hope you had a great weekend!&amp;#160; It’s almost here, again!! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Have a happy day, y’all! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S2suf9Sgh9I/AAAAAAAAA00/NvhhEr8NOzs/s1600-h/Signature-BE4212C632D29A1F98D632D890C57B22%5B3%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="Signature-BE4212C632D29A1F98D632D890C57B22" border="0" alt="Signature-BE4212C632D29A1F98D632D890C57B22" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S2sugZAmcuI/AAAAAAAAA04/RjxLLOszbM4/Signature-BE4212C632D29A1F98D632D890C57B22_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="183" height="59" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4639853813869534707-4834003452556266466?l=marcandbritt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/feeds/4834003452556266466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4639853813869534707&amp;postID=4834003452556266466&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/4834003452556266466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/4834003452556266466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/2010/02/walking-in-winter-wonderland.html' title='Walking in a Winter Wonderland…'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08073972474783601839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKV8oYx5tI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ouQO4xnbDRw/S220/DSC04937.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S2sXB6ERIoI/AAAAAAAAAyg/l-LLteR5wh4/s72-c/DSC05261_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707.post-5591440754886510388</id><published>2010-01-29T11:44:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T11:44:13.510-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><title type='text'>Ready for the Weekend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Last week, my week &lt;em&gt;flew&lt;/em&gt; by.&amp;#160; It was great!&amp;#160; I worked on 1099s and W-2s, and I was busy.&amp;#160; This week, I finished all of my tax stuff last week, so I didn’t really have anything to do.&amp;#160; I mean, I’ve had a few things to do here and there, but definitely not enough to keep me busy for a 40-hour week.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The bookkeeper position at our church has become available.&amp;#160; I’m really hoping that it’s a good fit for me.&amp;#160; I would love a little extra money, I’ve not had a raise or a bonus in close to 2 years, now, while my house payment keeps increasing because we have our escrow included.&amp;#160; It’s a bit frustrating.&amp;#160; And stressful.&amp;#160; I need our company to make money, so that I can make just a little more money! =.) And so that my mind will stay busy and occupied and WORKING!&amp;#160; I’m getting bored, which is making me irritable.&amp;#160; But I don’t want a new job.&amp;#160; I like my job.&amp;#160; I just want my work to pick back up so I feel like I’m actually deserving of a full-time salary paid position.&amp;#160; Does that make sense?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So, back to the bookkeeper position.&amp;#160; I’d love to do it.&amp;#160; Not only because it would bring in a little more cash to the household (i.e. our savings account), but I would like working with the church.&amp;#160; I love our church, and I would love to be able to contribute in some way other than just attending. =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I love to sew and craft and do all those other fun things that come with crafting.&amp;#160; I told my Mama today that she and I should open up an &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com" target="_blank"&gt;Etsy&lt;/a&gt; shop.&amp;#160; I would absolutely be just ridiculously happy if I could make a living off of selling items on Etsy.&amp;#160; I could do what I love, and stay at home while working.&amp;#160; That’d be perfect for when we have kids!&amp;#160; I would love to be a stay-at-home mom.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;That would be my dream job.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;That, or to work at a library.&amp;#160; I love books. =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;**********&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;On another note.&amp;#160; We’re supposed to be getting between 5-10 inches of snow tonight, into tomorrow afternoon.&amp;#160; Everyone at my office is just dreading it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;I’m not.&amp;#160; I love snow.&amp;#160; It’s beautiful.&amp;#160; Especially out where I live.&amp;#160; Being in the country, our driveway doesn’t get plowed.&amp;#160; We just drive through snow.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;And it also reminds me of Boone.&amp;#160; I mean, we don’t get anywhere &lt;em&gt;near&lt;/em&gt; the amount of snow, and it’s a completely different type of snow (Boone is more powdery, here, it’s wetter), but it’s still snow.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;I thought I had pics from last year’s snow, but apparently not on my work computer.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;If we’re lucky, I’ll have some for you tomorrow.&amp;#160; With the dogs playing in it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;And, now that I’ve gotten excited about it, we won’t get any snow. =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Hope you have a great weekend!&amp;#160; Stay warm! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4639853813869534707-5591440754886510388?l=marcandbritt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/feeds/5591440754886510388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4639853813869534707&amp;postID=5591440754886510388&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/5591440754886510388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/5591440754886510388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/2010/01/ready-for-weekend.html' title='Ready for the Weekend!'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08073972474783601839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKV8oYx5tI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ouQO4xnbDRw/S220/DSC04937.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707.post-2442406549515965390</id><published>2010-01-25T17:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T17:12:17.560-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><title type='text'>Weekend Wrap Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;We had such a nice weekend!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We weren’t sure if Marc’s dad and stepmom were coming up until late Thursday.&amp;#160; The guys are building a ramp for Marc’s grandma that fell.&amp;#160; Lyman, my FIL, doesn’t want her walking up the steps to their porch/entry door to their house.&amp;#160; I think he, and Grandpa Johnson, would just feel a lot better if there was a ramp for Grandma Johnson.&amp;#160; However, the ground is so wet from all the rain we’ve been getting around here lately.&amp;#160; So, they couldn’t do it this weekend.&amp;#160; Lyman and Melinda might be coming up this weekend, instead, depending on the weather.&amp;#160; It absolutely &lt;em&gt;poured &lt;/em&gt;here last night, but it’s windy today.&amp;#160; Maybe it’ll dry out. =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So, instead, we went out with friends.&amp;#160; There were 13 of us total, and we went to dinner at our favorite Mexican restaurant, then we went bowling.&amp;#160; By the time we finished eating, it was around 9, so we got to “Cosmic Bowl” in black lights.&amp;#160; I was so excited, because I outscored everyone except for one guy on our first round.&amp;#160; It was a lot of fun just hanging out with everyone.&amp;#160; One of our guy friends spent the night at our house on Friday so that he and Marc could stay up and play a game on the PS3.&amp;#160; After I turned off the subwoofer and asked them to turn down the volume, I slept.&amp;#160; They didn’t go to bed until around 4:30.&amp;#160; No, thank you!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Saturday was just a low key day.&amp;#160; We slept in, which was fantastic! =.) Marc and our friend, Chad, started playing their war game again, so I took the dogs over to my parents house and hung out with my Mama.&amp;#160; She sewed up a few things for me that I needed fixed, and we talked crafts. =.) She’s decided that she’s making everyone something hand-made for Christmas this year, and she’s going to get started on it, now!&amp;#160; We went through some of her old fabric.&amp;#160; She received this “a craft a day” calendar, and one of the crafts tells how to make a cover for a camera strap.&amp;#160; Since my camera’s strap is kind of old and dirty, I want to spruce it up.&amp;#160; So, I’m going to piece together these 6 brightly colored scraps that she has, and make a strap.&amp;#160; I’ll show when it’s finished! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We had a lazy Saturday afternoon, then headed over to our friend’s house for dinner.&amp;#160; Pulled pork that was delicious, with some sides.&amp;#160; Three of the girls there have weddings this spring/summer, so there was &lt;strong&gt;TONS&lt;/strong&gt; of wedding talk! =.) Then two of us slipped away to catch some of the Duke/Clemson basketball game. =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Sunday morning, we went to church, then went to the 3rd membership class.&amp;#160; We learned a little about our spiritual gifts and where we can serve using those gifts.&amp;#160; It was pretty interesting.&amp;#160; Of the 15-20 people in the class, 8 of them were from our life group.&amp;#160; We totally represented! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;After class, we grabbed lunch at Red Robin with our friends, Chris and Jennifer, who are getting married April 24th.&amp;#160; The we headed to Family Christian Stores to pick up some devotionals for Marc and myself.&amp;#160; I’m excited about mine!&amp;#160; I picked up Women of the Bible, and it’s a 52 week study.&amp;#160; So, so excited to learn about some of the women that aren’t taught or talked about as much. =.) Marc chose the Max Lucado Devotional Bible.&amp;#160; I think I’ll be reading that one next! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We lounged around at the house and I did some laundry before we went to bed.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It was kind of a lazy weekend, but I absolutely LOVED it!&amp;#160; I needed a low-key weekend.&amp;#160; And it was nice to have Marc home to lounge with! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;**********&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Oh, and I won a giveaway a few weeks ago, and I haven’t posted, but I’ll post about it this week!&amp;#160; I’m in love! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4639853813869534707-2442406549515965390?l=marcandbritt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/feeds/2442406549515965390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4639853813869534707&amp;postID=2442406549515965390&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/2442406549515965390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/2442406549515965390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/2010/01/weekend-wrap-up.html' title='Weekend Wrap Up'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08073972474783601839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKV8oYx5tI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ouQO4xnbDRw/S220/DSC04937.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707.post-7968328128644552780</id><published>2010-01-21T11:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T11:21:02.754-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Recap x2</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Sorry for the lack of posts!&amp;#160; I’ve been uninspired, and I haven’t wanted to bore you with the details! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This past weekend was really low-key for us.&amp;#160; I stayed at home on Friday night while Marc went to hang out with some of the guys.&amp;#160; I watched TV and caught up on all of my DVR stuff.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Saturday morning, we went to Siloam Missionary Homes, a place where missionaries come to stay in between missions.&amp;#160; We helped take down and organize all of their Christmas decorations.&amp;#160; Our life group spear-headed the project, and some others from our church joined in.&amp;#160; It was a lot of fun, but I have a few battle wounds from taking down one of the Christmas trees.&amp;#160; The thing was HUGE!&amp;#160; And a wee bit heavy, as I tried to drag it to put it into the box! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;In the afternoon, the guys decided to ride their 4-wheelers.&amp;#160; They haven’t been riding since Thanksgiving, and it was a beautiful and mild day.&amp;#160; I got some pictures of them.&amp;#160; I think it’s crazy what they can do on machines (do you know who Travis Pastrana is?&amp;#160; He’s crazy good.&amp;#160; And crazy, but he is just an awesome rider [of motorcycles]).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S1h-2q3NuCI/AAAAAAAAAx0/hbXBmWgrF1o/s1600-h/DSC05234%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05234" border="0" alt="DSC05234" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S1h-3FQ2dZI/AAAAAAAAAx4/P374YONaG48/DSC05234_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S1h-4C7vYzI/AAAAAAAAAx8/lgViSClmbc0/s1600-h/DSC05225%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05225" border="0" alt="DSC05225" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S1h-4sEsLiI/AAAAAAAAAyA/31f6FGu7y-k/DSC05225_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S1h-5uar0dI/AAAAAAAAAyE/atLryL8zmDI/s1600-h/DSC05231%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05231" border="0" alt="DSC05231" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S1h-6F0aNPI/AAAAAAAAAyI/jNxh2sga22A/DSC05231_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S1h-6Vqa4fI/AAAAAAAAAyM/7Ol8ScmwFN4/s1600-h/DSC05252%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05252" border="0" alt="DSC05252" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S1h-6_LL54I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/egnpYqM2H2o/DSC05252_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Saturday evening, we went out to dinner with our life group to have our ‘Christmas’ dinner.&amp;#160; It’s always so busy before Christmas, that we decided it would be best to wait until after.&amp;#160; We enjoyed Cracker Barrel and had a lot of fun.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;After dinner, we went out with Chris and Jennifer and bowled.&amp;#160; I was super stoked to win the first game when I bowled a 140.&amp;#160; Then I didn’t do so well the second game with a 103 or something like that.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Sunday, we went to church, then took our second membership class.&amp;#160; We took the first class about a year and a half ago, when we became members.&amp;#160; Better late than never, right? =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Our fridge was bare, so we headed to Wal-Mart after lunch.&amp;#160; I so enjoy Wal-Mart much more when we go after the first service at church.&amp;#160; It’s &lt;em&gt;MUCH&lt;/em&gt; less crowded and easier to maneuver through! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We came home and took naps.&amp;#160; It was dreary and rainy outside – perfect napping weather!&amp;#160; I’ve started reading The Lovely Bones.&amp;#160; I want to finish reading it before I see the movie.&amp;#160; Besides, the books are always better (in my opinion). =.)&amp;#160; I’m excited to see Dear John with the girls when it comes out.&amp;#160; However, I think I’ll be taking a box of tissues with me, because I’m going to cry.&amp;#160; I mean, it’s Nicholas Sparks – crying is guaranteed, right?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;************&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Last weekend, Marc went down to Beaufort to go fishing with some friends.&amp;#160; It ended up that the ocean was too rough to fish, but they stayed closer inland and just cruised around for a bit.&amp;#160; While he was at the beach, I was hosting his dad and stepmom, Lyman and Melinda.&amp;#160;&amp;#160; They came up Friday night because Marc’s grandma, let’s call her Ma J., fell and fractured her pelvic bone and hurt her hip.&amp;#160; She’s in a rehab center now, so they can get her up and walking before they release her home.&amp;#160; Lyman and Melinda left on Saturday.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Then, on Saturday, I finally got around to putting up all of our Christmas decorations.&amp;#160; I also went through what was left in the attic after I finished decorating, so that I could consolidate and get rid of what I didn’t want to use anymore.&amp;#160; My Christmas side of the attic is so much more organized, and I love it!&amp;#160; It’s so much better!&amp;#160; And the goal is that I won’t have to hunt for what I want next year! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;I visited with Mama and Daddy for a little bit, too.&amp;#160; Then, as I was trying to leave for dinner to meet our friends, my car wouldn’t start.&amp;#160; I finally got in touch with my Mama, and she let me borrow her truck.&amp;#160; We all hung out at Rob &amp;amp; Sarah’s, had a great dinner, then all the girls played The Game of Things.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;I overslept for church on Sunday, so I just lounged around the house until Marc got home, then we went to dinner with our friends Grant and Katie at our favorite Mexican place.&amp;#160; It was yummy!&amp;#160; It had been awhile since we had eaten there.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;My weeks have passed by slowly, as the world of real estate, in my office, at least, is just been really slow this month.&amp;#160; I don’t know if it’s because of all the cold weather, the fact that it’s so soon after the holidays or what, but I need for business to pick up.&amp;#160; Two reasons: 1.&amp;#160; I’m bored out of my mind at work.&amp;#160; I need more to keep me occupied!&amp;#160; Thank goodness that I’m closing out the year and doing 1099s and W-2s or I would be going crazy by now! =.) 2. We need to be making more money.&amp;#160; I don’t like not making money! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;So, if you’ve made it this far, thanks for sticking with me!&amp;#160; Things might get a little more interesting next month!&amp;#160; I’ve got a work trip to New Orleans planned in February, and I’m looking into being the treasurer for our church on a part-time basis.&amp;#160; That should keep me a little more busy! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Have a great week, everyone! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S1h-7FpafnI/AAAAAAAAAyU/KcqYvCrEwPo/s1600-h/Signature-BE4212C632D29A1F98D632D890C57B22%5B3%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="Signature-BE4212C632D29A1F98D632D890C57B22" border="0" alt="Signature-BE4212C632D29A1F98D632D890C57B22" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S1h-7mRIKII/AAAAAAAAAyY/OcLm6ITXq5E/Signature-BE4212C632D29A1F98D632D890C57B22_thumb%5B1%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="183" height="59" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4639853813869534707-7968328128644552780?l=marcandbritt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/feeds/7968328128644552780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4639853813869534707&amp;postID=7968328128644552780&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/7968328128644552780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/7968328128644552780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/2010/01/weekend-recap-x2.html' title='Weekend Recap x2'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08073972474783601839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKV8oYx5tI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ouQO4xnbDRw/S220/DSC04937.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S1h-3FQ2dZI/AAAAAAAAAx4/P374YONaG48/s72-c/DSC05234_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707.post-1601375191576547914</id><published>2010-01-08T15:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T15:17:07.803-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><title type='text'>Slightly disappointed?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Beach"&gt;I had such high hopes for tonight!&amp;#160; The hubs is going fishing in Beaufort this weekend, so I was planning a weekend by and for myself.&amp;#160; And I was excited.&amp;#160; Like super-excited to be resting this weekend after about 3 weekends stuffed with plans.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Beach"&gt;And my previously planned weekend was perfect!&amp;#160; Tonight, I was going home to change &lt;em&gt;directly&lt;/em&gt; into my pjs, watch &lt;em&gt;Nights in Rodanthe&lt;/em&gt; (no, I still haven’t seen it), and veg out.&amp;#160; Heaven!&amp;#160; Tomorrow, I was going to sleep in, because I am in desperate need of sleep, and then take down our Christmas decorations (don’t judge – we were out of town last weekend =.).&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Beach"&gt;Then, Marc calls earlier this morning to tell me that his dad and step-mom are coming up for the night, so I’ll have guests.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Beach"&gt;Crap.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Beach"&gt;There goes my blissful evening.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Beach"&gt;Now, don’t get me wrong, I don’t mind that they’re coming up, or that Marc won’t be here so it’ll just be them and me.&amp;#160; I like them. =.)&amp;#160; They’re great in-laws.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Beach"&gt;But they weren’t in my plans.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Beach"&gt;And I don’t really do well when my plans change.&amp;#160; Not always, really, just when I have my mind set on something. It drives Marc nuts. =.)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Beach"&gt;So, tonight, instead of relaxing, I’ll be entertaining.&amp;#160; After I race home after work to vacuum and pick up a bit, as we didn’t find out they were coming until I was already at work this morning.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Beach"&gt;And I still have Christmas stuff up! =.( I so need to get all that stuff down, and would have, if I had known we’d be having guests.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Beach"&gt;Oh, well. They’ll be leaving tomorrow, so I can still do everything I had planned for Saturday, except maybe sleep in.&amp;#160; Such is life. =.)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Beach"&gt;Hope you have a great weekend, everyone! =.)&amp;#160; Stay warm!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4639853813869534707-1601375191576547914?l=marcandbritt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/feeds/1601375191576547914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4639853813869534707&amp;postID=1601375191576547914&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/1601375191576547914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/1601375191576547914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/2010/01/slightly-disappointed.html' title='Slightly disappointed?'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08073972474783601839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKV8oYx5tI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ouQO4xnbDRw/S220/DSC04937.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707.post-1897654005339622894</id><published>2010-01-07T16:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T17:02:25.312-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Resolutions</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Beach"&gt;On most blogs that I read regularly, you gals have posted something about new years resolutions.&amp;#160; I think I’m boycotting resolutions this year. =.)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Beach"&gt;Why, you may ask?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Beach"&gt;I have a few reasons. =.)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Beach"&gt;#1.&amp;#160; I’m going to break them.&amp;#160; Let’s just be honest.&amp;#160; I have GREAT intentions starting out, but they won’t last.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Beach"&gt;#2. I didn’t keep a single one from last year.&amp;#160; Maybe a for a few weeks, maybe for a few months.&amp;#160; But not for a whole year.&amp;#160; If I had kept them, I wouldn’t feel the need to make new ones this year! =.)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Beach"&gt;#3. I don’t want to be like last year.&amp;#160; I do have changes that I want and &lt;u&gt;NEED&lt;/u&gt; to make in my life.&amp;#160; I just don’t feel that making it a ‘resolution’ will make me stick with it this time around.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Beach"&gt;So, instead, I’m making &lt;u&gt;GOALS&lt;/u&gt;.&amp;#160; Yes, maybe they’re the same thing.&amp;#160; Maybe it’s just my mindset.&amp;#160; I don’t care.&amp;#160; I just want something that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;WORKS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! =.)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Beach"&gt;My intentions?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Beach"&gt;1. Define my goals =.)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Beach"&gt;- Be healthy&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Beach"&gt;- Grow spiritually&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Beach"&gt;- Pray with Purpose&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Beach"&gt;- Exercise 4x/week&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Beach"&gt;- Blog more&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Beach"&gt;- Take more pictures&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Beach"&gt;- Live life.&amp;#160; Not just go through motions, but LIVE&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Beach"&gt;2. Create a visual for me to see &lt;u&gt;DAILY&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Beach"&gt;- I’ll probably cut out/print pictures that I relate to my goals.&amp;#160; Then, I’ll paste them onto a dream board or poster.&amp;#160; I’d love to post it on my fridge, but Marc’s not a fan of clutter, so I need to find a place to put it up so it’s a daily reminder.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Beach"&gt;3. Hold myself accountable.&amp;#160; In order to do this, I’ll break down each of my goals into smaller action items.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Beach"&gt;- For example: Exercise 4x/week.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Beach"&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; - Day 1 – Elliptical&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Beach"&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; - Day 2 – 30 Day Shred&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Beach"&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; - Day 3 – Rest&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Beach"&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; - Day 4 – Elliptical&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Beach"&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; - Day 5 – Dance/Aerobics/Cardio&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Beach"&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; - Day 6 &amp;amp; 7 – Rest&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Beach"&gt;- With these action items, it’s easier for me to attain my goals, because I’ve broken it down into smaller steps.&amp;#160; These are ways to actually &lt;em&gt;achieve&lt;/em&gt; my goal, instead of just a big, broad item to stare at. =.) It just works better for me, this way.&amp;#160; Also, if I want to, I can cross it off weekly, what I’ve done.&amp;#160; Then, there’s a sense of accomplishment as I work towards the goal.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Beach"&gt;So, there you have it.&amp;#160; My ‘resolutions’ for 2010. =.)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Beach"&gt;Is there anything that you do in order to stick with your resolutions or goals?&amp;#160; Do you have a dream board?&amp;#160; If so, where do you keep it?&amp;#160; What’s on it?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" face="Beach"&gt;Happy 2010 and good luck!&amp;#160; I wish you a happy, prosperous, and FULFILLED year! =.)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#74166a"&gt;“&lt;font size="3" face="Beach"&gt;For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.” – Jeremiah 29:11&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4639853813869534707-1897654005339622894?l=marcandbritt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/feeds/1897654005339622894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4639853813869534707&amp;postID=1897654005339622894&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/1897654005339622894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/1897654005339622894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/2010/01/resolutions.html' title='Resolutions'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08073972474783601839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKV8oYx5tI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ouQO4xnbDRw/S220/DSC04937.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707.post-7756457550350035740</id><published>2010-01-05T16:47:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T16:47:28.858-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gross</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;When I was backing up to park my car last night when I got home, I noticed that Ace was looking at my back tire kind of weird.&amp;#160; You know, turning his head a bit, trying to figure something out?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I got out of my car, and I hear this hissing sound.&amp;#160; It sounds like someone has popped a beach ball or something.&amp;#160; Great.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I make Marc go outside to see what it is, and apparently, I had a huge gash in my tire from a rock.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Like the wonderful husband that he is, he took my car to my brother’s so he could get a better look at it.&amp;#160; So, now I’m driving on my spare tire while he takes it to the shop to get it plugged today.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;This is what my tires are supposed to look like:&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S0OzaRZq3BI/AAAAAAAAAxc/aQLzzgiDgSQ/s1600-h/DSC05205%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05205" border="0" alt="DSC05205" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S0OzarOd_9I/AAAAAAAAAxg/sjO_T9edRqI/DSC05205_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is what my spare looks like:&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S0OzbhKZbhI/AAAAAAAAAxk/ZN3C_k3PzI0/s1600-h/DSC05208%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05208" border="0" alt="DSC05208" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S0OzcFRjmrI/AAAAAAAAAxo/7Sp7AjbbS10/DSC05208_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;I know – it’s gross.&amp;#160; That’s what the bottom of my car looks like, I suppose.&amp;#160; Oh, the joy of living on a dirt road! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;I love my country life, though!&amp;#160; Wouldn’t trade it for anything! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Hopefully, it’ll be all fixed with 4 normal tires by tomorrow! =.) &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4639853813869534707-7756457550350035740?l=marcandbritt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/feeds/7756457550350035740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4639853813869534707&amp;postID=7756457550350035740&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/7756457550350035740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/7756457550350035740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/2010/01/gross.html' title='Gross'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08073972474783601839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKV8oYx5tI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ouQO4xnbDRw/S220/DSC04937.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S0OzarOd_9I/AAAAAAAAAxg/sjO_T9edRqI/s72-c/DSC05205_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707.post-6034631590537062239</id><published>2010-01-05T16:42:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T16:48:42.656-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Recap =.)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;We had such an awesome weekend!&amp;#160; It started a little bit early.&amp;#160; I took a half day on Thursday, so we could head down to Beaufort, NC and get there kind of early for New Year’s Eve.&amp;#160; We spent the weekend at our friends’ house, and we had an absolute blast!&amp;#160; Yay! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Chad and Katie were great hosts!&amp;#160; They let 4 couples stay with them in their beach house.&amp;#160; Marc and I shared a room with Grant and Katie, and we had fun. =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So, for Thursday night, we got to Beaufort around 5:30 or so, right as the sun was setting, and I got a few good pics coming over the bridges from Morehead City.&amp;#160; I love the sun on the water.&amp;#160; So peaceful! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S0OyJZPkOkI/AAAAAAAAAwU/xcCuDWkSkOE/s1600-h/DSC05185%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="DSC05185" border="0" alt="DSC05185" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S0OyJm2mScI/AAAAAAAAAwY/nZzlED5AYnM/DSC05185_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S0OyKV3COOI/AAAAAAAAAwc/6VMhPR3-BuE/s1600-h/DSC05181%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="DSC05181" border="0" alt="DSC05181" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S0OyKpwNJ4I/AAAAAAAAAwg/YeqE3bYHkwI/DSC05181_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;We unloaded Marc’s truck, and hung out with everyone at Chad and Katie’s for a little bit.&amp;#160; That evening, we took Chad’s boat over to some friends’ condos and spent the evening in their lobby.&amp;#160; The guys played corn hole outside while the girls stayed inside, for the most part.&amp;#160; It was nice just socializing and talking and listening to music with all of our friends.&amp;#160; Our group consists of about 6 couples, and we were all down there to spend New Year’s together, so it was great. =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Best hosts EVER!! =.)&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S0OzuGK0DaI/AAAAAAAAAxs/KQKERKmfVW4/s1600-h/Gracious%20hosts%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="Gracious hosts" border="0" alt="Gracious hosts" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S0OzusSz_lI/AAAAAAAAAxw/R3I5K60Pq3U/Gracious%20hosts_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All the girls on New Year’s Eve&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S0OyLAqh20I/AAAAAAAAAwk/2icJNFF-JvA/s1600-h/DSC05187%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="DSC05187" border="0" alt="DSC05187" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S0OyLQi2zrI/AAAAAAAAAwo/eaO-FWsiKRE/DSC05187_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Girls from the Merritt House&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S0OyL4CpT4I/AAAAAAAAAws/xoK_9sbFIb4/s1600-h/NYE%2010%20Merritt%20house%20girls%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="NYE 10 Merritt house girls" border="0" alt="NYE 10 Merritt house girls" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S0OyMCrFTmI/AAAAAAAAAww/ASwBrQcxfzQ/NYE%2010%20Merritt%20house%20girls_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;I guess around 2 we all headed back to our houses.&amp;#160; The guys took the boat back, but the girls didn’t want to freeze on the water, so one of the guys from the condos, Chris, drove us all back.&amp;#160; We were really grateful! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Friday was a low-key day.&amp;#160; We all just lounged around the house and watched Miss Congeniality, Khloe &amp;amp; Kourtney Take Miami, and Keeping Up with the Kardashians all afternoon.&amp;#160; I do believe that the guys escaped to the Man Cave while the girls cozied up on the couch! =.)&amp;#160; We went to a late dinner with everyone Friday night, then the girls made a late night Wal-Mart run to pick up some board games.&amp;#160; When we got back to the house, the 5 girls played board games while the boys retreated to the Man Cave, again.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;On Saturday, we lounged around for a little bit, but then headed back over to the condos for an Oyster grill with everyone, again.&amp;#160; It was absolutely FREEZING on Saturday!&amp;#160; The guys stayed outside manning the grill while all the gals were inside the garage with the propane heater, football, and board games.&amp;#160; We had such a great time!&amp;#160; I love all the people we spent time with.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;All the girls on Saturday Night&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S0OyMgy9bGI/AAAAAAAAAw0/NxR2WTiDf6U/s1600-h/Sat%20Nite%20All%20Girls%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="Sat Nite All Girls" border="0" alt="Sat Nite All Girls" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S0OyM76PTXI/AAAAAAAAAw4/x6wg-0LAwp4/Sat%20Nite%20All%20Girls_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Katy, Katie, &amp;amp; me&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S0OyNmtdUrI/AAAAAAAAAw8/T4QuNqw3H0U/s1600-h/Sat%20Nite%20KKB%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="Sat Nite KKB" border="0" alt="Sat Nite KKB" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S0OyOG9zQoI/AAAAAAAAAxA/ytk_roR7AoE/Sat%20Nite%20KKB_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I told Marc on the way home from Beaufort that I was really glad we went down for the weekend.&amp;#160; I’m so much just a homebody who loves to stay in with family and friends in pajamas for New Years.&amp;#160; With that being said, I wasn’t really expecting to have a great time.&amp;#160; Boy, was I wrong!&amp;#160; I’m so glad that he convinced me to go down for the weekend.&amp;#160; Thanks, Marc! =.)&amp;#160; &lt;font size="1"&gt;You were right! Just this once!! =.)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;View on the ride back to Morehead City&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S0OyObvL0iI/AAAAAAAAAxE/JhTAFLmNCoM/s1600-h/DSC05203%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="DSC05203" border="0" alt="DSC05203" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S0OyORV7NVI/AAAAAAAAAxI/DPPy6whFwAo/DSC05203_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S0OyO2RuEhI/AAAAAAAAAxM/3enrmg11IPk/s1600-h/DSC05197%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="DSC05197" border="0" alt="DSC05197" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S0OyPGeZizI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/9ZhsCFsEB7c/DSC05197_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S0OyPigZwPI/AAAAAAAAAxU/H1704Tci7CI/s1600-h/DSC05193%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-right-width: 0px; display: block; float: none; border-top-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; margin-left: auto; border-left-width: 0px; margin-right: auto" title="DSC05193" border="0" alt="DSC05193" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S0OyP0zP8AI/AAAAAAAAAxY/YFiHMyKOWAw/DSC05193_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;I didn’t take many pictures.&amp;#160; Mainly just the ones on the bridge over when we arrived and when we left.&amp;#160; I forgot my camera on Saturday night, and that was the most fun all weekend.&amp;#160; It was even better than New Year’s! =.)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;So, I hope you had a fabulous weekend, and a Happy New Year!!! =.)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4639853813869534707-6034631590537062239?l=marcandbritt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/feeds/6034631590537062239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4639853813869534707&amp;postID=6034631590537062239&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/6034631590537062239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/6034631590537062239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/2010/01/weekend-recap.html' title='Weekend Recap =.)'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08073972474783601839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKV8oYx5tI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ouQO4xnbDRw/S220/DSC04937.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/S0OyJm2mScI/AAAAAAAAAwY/nZzlED5AYnM/s72-c/DSC05185_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707.post-1291493497647923383</id><published>2009-12-31T13:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T13:04:52.137-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for some reflection</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;As always, it seems like this year has just flown by.&amp;#160; It’s hard to remember what all has happened this year!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;In February, Marc and I went on a marriage retreat with our church.&amp;#160; Not only did we learn a lot, but we had a blast.&amp;#160; We’re looking forward to this year’s retreat, as well! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;In March, we celebrated 3 years of wedded &lt;strike&gt;chaotic&lt;/strike&gt; bliss!&amp;#160; It’s crazy to think that we’ve been married that long.&amp;#160; And I'm still not tired of looking at my wedding pictures! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I also had my wisdom teeth removed in March, and that was an experience.&amp;#160; They gave me a bit of trouble afterwards, but finally worked itself out&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;April brought Allie’s 4th birthday, weekends with friends, and four-wheeling photography.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;In May, our friends Chris &amp;amp; Jennifer got engaged, Memorial weekend at the lake with the pups and great friends, Grant, Katie &amp;amp; Krystle graduated from NC State, my big brother turned 30, and we went to the local Relay for Life event.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;In June, Ava turned 1, Karleigh turned 2, I turned 26, we had to replace our well pump and all of the wiring, our softball season started, and we spent a lot of time with our families celebrating birthdays. =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We spent July 4th at Beaufort, NC with our friends, we played more softball, I took more pictures of the guys riding 4-wheelers, and I think I finished all of the Twilight series this month.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;In August, Marc turned 24, Tiffany and Kelli turned 26 (we’re getting old, girls), we went to a wedding, and we celebrated having Paisley in our lives for 3 years.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;In September, we spent Labor Day weekend at the lake with friends and the pups, Ace was bit by a snake, I spent a few days in Charleston for work, then spent the weekend in Charlotte with Grant, Katie, and Marc, and celebrated Krystle’s birthday. =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;October brought Chad’s birthday, Allie rode in her 2nd horse show, and we spent Halloween at the corn maze, then enjoyed munchies at our house afterwards.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;In November, we spent our last weekend at my grandpa’s mountain house before he sold it, celebrated Thanksgiving, and Marc went with the guys on his West Virginia 4-wheeling trip.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And finally, in December, I’ve celebrated 6 family birthdays, Jesus’ birthday, travelled to SC for Christmas with my in-laws, baked tons of sugar cookies with icing, painted pottery, and photographed some more 4-wheelers. =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I was expecting a little more out of 2009, but I know that God’s timing is perfect.&amp;#160; He’ll make sure everything happens just as it’s supposed to. =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;Happy New Year! =.)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Now, I’m off to the beach for a great New Year’s Eve celebration with some great friends! =.)&amp;#160; Stay safe, don’t drink and drive!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4639853813869534707-1291493497647923383?l=marcandbritt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/feeds/1291493497647923383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4639853813869534707&amp;postID=1291493497647923383&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/1291493497647923383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/1291493497647923383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/2009/12/time-for-some-reflection.html' title='Time for some reflection'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08073972474783601839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKV8oYx5tI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ouQO4xnbDRw/S220/DSC04937.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707.post-1411556330691181448</id><published>2009-12-30T12:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T12:04:42.115-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ava'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Allie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love It'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mama'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karleigh'/><title type='text'>Christmas Recap =.)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Christmas for us is just a super busy time.&amp;#160; We go to 7 different places in 3 days.&amp;#160; However, I don’t know what I’d do if we weren’t on the go.&amp;#160; I imagine I would sleep a little more, relax a bit more, and enjoy a bit more?&amp;#160; I don’t know, but here’s the run-down. =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;On Christmas Eve, we go over to my grandma’s house and have a huge dinner with her brother and his family, and all of our family.&amp;#160; After dinner, we wash tons of dishes, then everyone leaves except for my uncle and his family, my grandma and her husband, and our family.&amp;#160; Then we open gifts.&amp;#160; We’ve been doing Christmas Eve since I was a kid.&amp;#160; We used to go over to my great grandpa’s house, Papa Tom, and do dinner and a few gifts there, then we would go back to my grandma’s house and do gifts with her.&amp;#160; I love traditions! =.)&amp;#160; Here’s a few picks from Christmas Eve&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Royce with Allie &amp;amp; Ava&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzuHtODrYEI/AAAAAAAAAsI/RtgmMcPsFsI/s1600-h/DSC05065%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05065" border="0" alt="DSC05065" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzuHtWPSD9I/AAAAAAAAAsM/F97rRttWRmE/DSC05065_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Marc trying to get Ava’s doll out of the carrier&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzuHuEwuX0I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/J9w-V2TEKHI/s1600-h/DSC05068%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05068" border="0" alt="DSC05068" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzuHujbM6iI/AAAAAAAAAsU/weHV4LCl-fo/DSC05068_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Allie &amp;amp; Ava&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzuHvIIcqaI/AAAAAAAAAsY/Ra1kgZ0W-7g/s1600-h/DSC05079%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05079" border="0" alt="DSC05079" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzuHvp25SyI/AAAAAAAAAsc/VXSsqr9evw0/DSC05079_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Granny &amp;amp; Ava&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzuHwJVvKfI/AAAAAAAAAsg/8RP_l8HIDLU/s1600-h/DSC05076%5B31%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05076" border="0" alt="DSC05076" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzuHwfymKJI/AAAAAAAAAsk/Y8sutlF0Y7c/DSC05076_thumb%5B29%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;After Marc and I got home on Christmas Eve, we opened our gifts to each other. =.)&amp;#160; I am super excited – I got a pink Bl@ckberry! =.)&amp;#160; Love it!&amp;#160; It’s so pretty! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;On Christmas morning, we opened our stockings to each other, and gave the dogs their stockings.&amp;#160; They got a new toy and some bones.&amp;#160; They loved them both! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We headed over to Brock and Wendy’s to do Christmas with them, and my Mama and Daddy.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Ava opening her gift from us – I just &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; her bed head! =.)&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzuHwutKeBI/AAAAAAAAAso/2TiHoIi9paU/s1600-h/DSC05098%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05098" border="0" alt="DSC05098" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzuHxKxH7oI/AAAAAAAAAss/bKCi-85rTwc/DSC05098_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzuHxjY2A4I/AAAAAAAAAsw/jx3b4Dcf8jE/s1600-h/DSC05100%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05100" border="0" alt="DSC05100" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzuHx68i8II/AAAAAAAAAs0/dIAjveFzAj0/DSC05100_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Allie with one of her gifts from us&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzuHyfRrB_I/AAAAAAAAAs4/Y0wObq_gUnE/s1600-h/DSC05102%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05102" border="0" alt="DSC05102" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzuHyrqduSI/AAAAAAAAAs8/adharB8FAg0/DSC05102_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzuHzSGGIOI/AAAAAAAAAtA/R-nXJzkA_Bk/s1600-h/DSC05103%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05103" border="0" alt="DSC05103" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzuHzlLKnPI/AAAAAAAAAtE/w1Krt84BsSI/DSC05103_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mama made them matching Cowgirl outfits to play dress up in.&amp;#160; Ava wanted hers on right then. =.)&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzuHzxweRJI/AAAAAAAAAtI/LPaK2g5i52c/s1600-h/DSC05113%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05113" border="0" alt="DSC05113" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzuH3AbePTI/AAAAAAAAAtM/SZTzfrSU3Dc/DSC05113_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="282" height="370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Our next stop was Matt and Tammy’s house, Marc’s brother.&amp;#160; We got to hang out with Marc’s grandma and aunt, and watch Karleigh open her gifts. =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Marc and Karleigh&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzuH3qjp6dI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/xBsRxpGIKfM/s1600-h/DSC05119%5B7%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05119" border="0" alt="DSC05119" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzuH3xPxZmI/AAAAAAAAAtU/Qy8YGsXLa00/DSC05119_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Marc’s grandma&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzuH4pu6r-I/AAAAAAAAAtY/R8AKYfCgTew/s1600-h/DSC05116%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05116" border="0" alt="DSC05116" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzuH4yn0CII/AAAAAAAAAtc/9not21tUyK8/DSC05116_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Karleigh with Marc’s aunt, Susan&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzuH5erMzII/AAAAAAAAAtg/8kIhvnjiv80/s1600-h/DSC05118%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05118" border="0" alt="DSC05118" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzuH6LtP1QI/AAAAAAAAAtk/t34VNlb315M/DSC05118_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Love this kid! =.)&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzuH6VXNRsI/AAAAAAAAAto/wMKjYzyO3p0/s1600-h/DSC05124%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05124" border="0" alt="DSC05124" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzuH7bad-AI/AAAAAAAAAts/GU9nAPQoYAI/DSC05124_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="282" height="370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Marc and his mama&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzuH78f_zNI/AAAAAAAAAtw/a59UQWjde1E/s1600-h/DSC05126%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05126" border="0" alt="DSC05126" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzuH8NkHT1I/AAAAAAAAAt0/9mq5NC3LjOQ/DSC05126_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;After hanging out with Marc’s family, we went to my aunt’s house.&amp;#160; My Mama’s family is there, her brother and sisters, and all of their families.&amp;#160; We had lunch, then opened Christmas gifts.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Allie &amp;amp; Ava with my cousins, Blake &amp;amp; Danielle.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;**Side note: Ava never got rid of her bed head! =.)&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzuH83nyqwI/AAAAAAAAAt4/oZFaLrha_6Y/s1600-h/DSC05127%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05127" border="0" alt="DSC05127" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzuH9Opes3I/AAAAAAAAAt8/0yk4wIZurg0/DSC05127_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Allie with Blake &amp;amp; Danielle&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzuH9hOA5SI/AAAAAAAAAuA/sYszoKBLepM/s1600-h/DSC05129%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05129" border="0" alt="DSC05129" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzuH92v_LrI/AAAAAAAAAuE/JHQeFJ00KfA/DSC05129_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My cousin, Brandon.&amp;#160; He turned 16 and got his license last week…he’s making me feel super old. =.)&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzuH-r9-vTI/AAAAAAAAAuI/STEMCb7eCn0/s1600-h/DSC05131%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05131" border="0" alt="DSC05131" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzuH-8scClI/AAAAAAAAAuM/95IOOQ3br3o/DSC05131_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ava Reese&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzuH_d_HvZI/AAAAAAAAAuU/KgC6hbVniUI/s1600-h/DSC05132%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05132" border="0" alt="DSC05132" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzuH_pB0FPI/AAAAAAAAAuY/stupbcdegZg/DSC05132_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ava in her new jewelry&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzuH_y6_T8I/AAAAAAAAAuc/UyKZn-3fmdA/s1600-h/DSC05148%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05148" border="0" alt="DSC05148" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzuIAIB0-UI/AAAAAAAAAug/fYLkAh_jYgc/DSC05148_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="282" height="370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mama&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzuIAlIN0fI/AAAAAAAAAuk/swBubrHvI9k/s1600-h/DSC05149%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05149" border="0" alt="DSC05149" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzuIAwLAz8I/AAAAAAAAAuo/z7uXNd7Hd9o/DSC05149_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="282" height="370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My grandma looking at her painted plate =.)&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzuIBN8UlEI/AAAAAAAAAus/Ei_xB-9IzQE/s1600-h/DSC05150%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05150" border="0" alt="DSC05150" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzuIBWWUx_I/AAAAAAAAAuw/De18-pYF_MA/DSC05150_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="282" height="370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Then, we had to celebrate my aunt’s birthday, as she and Jesus share this special day. =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Yummy…homemade red velvet cake! =.)&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzuIBtMht3I/AAAAAAAAAu0/Pg6Ju1d9su8/s1600-h/DSC05153%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05153" border="0" alt="DSC05153" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzuIB-R5_NI/AAAAAAAAAu4/JSFwP452Me4/DSC05153_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="282" height="370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Allie sneaking some icing&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzuICr0_kVI/AAAAAAAAAu8/AQPBonVfzVg/s1600-h/DSC05156%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05156" border="0" alt="DSC05156" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzuIC-QYTrI/AAAAAAAAAvA/rW_cPRuhSXM/DSC05156_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzuIDBzj8iI/AAAAAAAAAvE/Speduwgngts/s1600-h/DSC05157%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05157" border="0" alt="DSC05157" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzuIDTa-D8I/AAAAAAAAAvI/SxeTRYfWZFo/DSC05157_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hanging out in Danielle’s room =.)&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzuID6jfT3I/AAAAAAAAAvM/VG9SwOULNpU/s1600-h/DSC05159%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05159" border="0" alt="DSC05159" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzuIENflH9I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/9zG9ZZZBzco/DSC05159_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;After my aunt’s house, we headed over spend Christmas with Marc’s dad’s family.&amp;#160; And I had left my camera at the house after we stopped back by to grab presents and unload, so I didn’t get any pictures at Gwen’s house.&amp;#160; We had dinner there and got to spend time with Marc’s grandma and grandpa.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Our final stop of the night was my grandpa’s house.&amp;#160; And, again, I didn’t have my camera, but we had fun there, too.&amp;#160; It’s all of my family, plus my uncle and his family.&amp;#160; Basically all of our Christmas Eve attendees, just with my grandpa and his wife instead of my grandma and her husband.&amp;#160; I got the prettiest necklace and earrings from them.&amp;#160; And I made a photo album of all of our pictures from our last trip to their mountain house.&amp;#160; Papa really seemed to like it, so I think I did good!&amp;#160; Now, I have to start thinking about what to do for next year… =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;When we finally got back to the house, we had to do Christmas with Marc’s dad.&amp;#160; They were late coming in because it was raining really bad between South Carolina and us, so we didn’t get to do it earlier in the day as planned.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Karleigh&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzuIEW1mQ1I/AAAAAAAAAvU/D5GrR3i8z-k/s1600-h/DSC05160%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05160" border="0" alt="DSC05160" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzuIE4L23UI/AAAAAAAAAvY/njHSHJ4cEIk/DSC05160_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzuIFdXbbpI/AAAAAAAAAvc/HCk_4R5_xI4/s1600-h/DSC05164%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05164" border="0" alt="DSC05164" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzuIFnziiMI/AAAAAAAAAvg/73K_vmp23rE/DSC05164_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Melinda and her photo album =.)&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzuIGSx_6aI/AAAAAAAAAvk/wHQOIYzAnQc/s1600-h/DSC05167%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05167" border="0" alt="DSC05167" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzuIGUHdqgI/AAAAAAAAAvo/OGSA532g1Wk/DSC05167_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lyman and his Harley cover&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzuIHAETTNI/AAAAAAAAAvs/ie7HdG58QJY/s1600-h/DSC05169%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05169" border="0" alt="DSC05169" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzuIHUiZqzI/AAAAAAAAAvw/LoVbXnWiAVc/DSC05169_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="282" height="370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Melinda with her apron I made for her&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzuIH53ZQdI/AAAAAAAAAv0/2txfL5EkacQ/s1600-h/DSC05172%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05172" border="0" alt="DSC05172" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzuIIAPRb0I/AAAAAAAAAv4/dc7FJOyimP8/DSC05172_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzuIImJk-JI/AAAAAAAAAv8/28SOuan4MoM/s1600-h/DSC05175%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05175" border="0" alt="DSC05175" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzuII-3NRyI/AAAAAAAAAwA/rA2gPDOYs40/DSC05175_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="282" height="370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzuIJPXhjGI/AAAAAAAAAwE/JWlXUel2p-c/s1600-h/DSC05176%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05176" border="0" alt="DSC05176" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzuIJkERVQI/AAAAAAAAAwI/1KeLyjMB3vw/DSC05176_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzuIKK4jjsI/AAAAAAAAAwM/nmud7Sb6D9g/s1600-h/DSC05177%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05177" border="0" alt="DSC05177" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzuIKTwW36I/AAAAAAAAAwQ/Km4jvIgoIyQ/DSC05177_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="282" height="370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Then, the day after Christmas, we had a big dinner, as is tradition, with my grandpa’s family.&amp;#160; It’s all of his brothers and sisters and their families.&amp;#160; We do tons of gag gifts and it’s a lot of fun.&amp;#160; And I had my camera, but me and Mama were the hostesses, so I didn’t get much of a chance to take pictures.&amp;#160; We were trying to keep everything in order.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So, on Sunday, I rested.&amp;#160; I slept in, I felt awful from this cold I’ve caught, I laid around the house, watched TV, and rested.&amp;#160; Then, Marc and I watched a movie and called it a night pretty early. =.)&amp;#160; Perfect Sunday. =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I hope your Christmas was wonderful! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Now, I’m getting ready for New Year’s.&amp;#160; We’re heading down to the beach to spend the weekend with friends.&amp;#160; Should be a great time, and I can’t wait! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Happy New Year’s! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4639853813869534707-1411556330691181448?l=marcandbritt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/feeds/1411556330691181448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4639853813869534707&amp;postID=1411556330691181448&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/1411556330691181448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/1411556330691181448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-recap.html' title='Christmas Recap =.)'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08073972474783601839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKV8oYx5tI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ouQO4xnbDRw/S220/DSC04937.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzuHtWPSD9I/AAAAAAAAAsM/F97rRttWRmE/s72-c/DSC05065_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707.post-4650685662401940436</id><published>2009-12-23T11:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T11:28:40.976-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas is {almost} here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Tempus Sans ITC"&gt;Yay!&amp;#160; Are you excited about Christmas?&amp;#160; I keep going through highs and lows.&amp;#160; I’ll be super excited, then I’ll come to work and all the excitement just gets crushed.&amp;#160; Then, I leave the office, and all is right with the world! =.)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Tempus Sans ITC"&gt;I’ve promised a few pics, so here they are of the last 2 weeks or so. =.)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Tempus Sans ITC"&gt;In South Carolina with Marc’s dad and stepmom, Lyman and Melinda.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Tempus Sans ITC"&gt;Tammy, Karleigh, Logan, and Melinda&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzJFERTCrlI/AAAAAAAAAq4/TW_9GbE7ZUk/s1600-h/DSC05021%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Tempus Sans ITC"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05021" border="0" alt="DSC05021" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzJFExM1b9I/AAAAAAAAAq8/HbNWbDCL3k4/DSC05021_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Tempus Sans ITC"&gt;Karleigh &amp;amp; Logan&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzJFFWBxWeI/AAAAAAAAArA/P671OTPJzjI/s1600-h/DSC05020%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Tempus Sans ITC"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05020" border="0" alt="DSC05020" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzJFF5JY7DI/AAAAAAAAArE/gOnwTe4Pzw0/DSC05020_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Tempus Sans ITC"&gt;Baking cookies at my grandma’s house:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Tempus Sans ITC"&gt;Brock &amp;amp; Marc rolled out the dough and cut the cookies while Danielle, Allie and me icinged the cookies. =.)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Tempus Sans ITC"&gt;Mau, me, Danielle, &amp;amp; Brock&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzJFGS1gnXI/AAAAAAAAArI/xCQRyjcmu3Y/s1600-h/DSC05042%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Tempus Sans ITC"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05042" border="0" alt="DSC05042" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzJFG5lhuBI/AAAAAAAAArM/Z-yFgerb5Rg/DSC05042_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Tempus Sans ITC"&gt; Allie was tired of icing cookies – she decided watching TV was more fun than getting fussed at for licking the icing off of her fingers. =.)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzJFHTKhP-I/AAAAAAAAArQ/JlGVqE-WqSU/s1600-h/DSC05039%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Tempus Sans ITC"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05039" border="0" alt="DSC05039" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzJFHjco4wI/AAAAAAAAArU/Ez9pacztlS4/DSC05039_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Tempus Sans ITC"&gt;Danielle &amp;amp; I – see all the cookies un-icinged on the left…that was only &lt;em&gt;some&lt;/em&gt; of them!&amp;#160; They were yummy! =.)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzJFIP9cWmI/AAAAAAAAArY/B-JzK7-nQ78/s1600-h/DSC05044%5B7%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Tempus Sans ITC"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05044" border="0" alt="DSC05044" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzJFITPAYSI/AAAAAAAAArc/v_ZOMgjj3ok/DSC05044_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Tempus Sans ITC"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Tempus Sans ITC"&gt;Some of my gifts so far! =.)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;font face="Tempus Sans ITC"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beautiful and super soft scarf from Tiffany, with some iTunes…&lt;em&gt;love it! &lt;/em&gt;=.)&lt;/strong&gt; Thanks, Tiffy! =.)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzJFJOtidmI/AAAAAAAAArg/PyQFimALWEU/s1600-h/DSC05048%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Tempus Sans ITC"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05048" border="0" alt="DSC05048" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzJFJqzoySI/AAAAAAAAArk/6mBLjgZuRbo/DSC05048_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="282" height="370" /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Tempus Sans ITC"&gt; And from Kelli…I’m beyond thrilled about this one…&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzJFKBoRogI/AAAAAAAAAro/EAsmwg4NWHQ/s1600-h/DSC05055%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Tempus Sans ITC"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05055" border="0" alt="DSC05055" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzJFKhCPWGI/AAAAAAAAArs/wgemZGDmRvs/DSC05055_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Tempus Sans ITC"&gt;Not just a Snuggie, but an &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Appalachian Snuggie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&amp;#160; How cool is THAT? =.)&amp;#160; Thank you, Kelli!&amp;#160; Completely didn’t expect this one! =.) &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Tempus Sans ITC"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Tempus Sans ITC"&gt;And from some agents in my office, some yummy smelling candles and a great Barnes &amp;amp; Noble gift card!&amp;#160; Perfect!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzJFLdlsAlI/AAAAAAAAArw/IiMwcGstmBU/s1600-h/DSC05051%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Tempus Sans ITC"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05051" border="0" alt="DSC05051" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzJFLuqGX_I/AAAAAAAAAr0/JiJQH6QT1BA/DSC05051_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Tempus Sans ITC"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Tempus Sans ITC"&gt;And now, for one of my craftier gifts, this was what I gave Tiffany for Christmas.&amp;#160; She picked out the fabric, and my mama helped me make it for her.&amp;#160; What do you think?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzJFMQBrIwI/AAAAAAAAAr4/F2MEEoOtkZQ/s1600-h/Tiffy%20purse%201%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Tempus Sans ITC"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="Tiffy purse 1" border="0" alt="Tiffy purse 1" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzJFM_8fbsI/AAAAAAAAAr8/hgkrwAbVzRs/Tiffy%20purse%201_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="370" height="282" /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzJFNQL2i2I/AAAAAAAAAsA/S-oDwtVpo54/s1600-h/Tiffy%20purse%202%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Tempus Sans ITC"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="Tiffy purse 2" border="0" alt="Tiffy purse 2" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzJFN1LsLII/AAAAAAAAAsE/Z87A4o8MS5M/Tiffy%20purse%202_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="282" height="370" /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Tempus Sans ITC"&gt; I absolutely love the paisley print! =.) She loved it, as well!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Tempus Sans ITC"&gt;Now, I have to wait for Melinda to open her gift, so I can take pictures of her apron that I made.&amp;#160; It turned out really well, too!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Tempus Sans ITC"&gt;**********&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Tempus Sans ITC"&gt;While you open all of your gifts for Christmas this year, remember that our greatest gift is God’s gift of Jesus.&amp;#160; Have a birthday party for Jesus, sing him a song, and thank Him for all He has done in your life. =.)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#0080c0" size="2" face="Tempus Sans ITC"&gt;“’Today in the town of David a Savior has been born to you; he is Christ the Lord.&amp;#160; This will be a sign to you: You will find a baby wrapped in cloths and lying in a manger.’&amp;#160; Suddenly a great company of heavenly host appeared with the angel, praising God and saying, ‘Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace to men on whom his favor rests.’”&amp;#160; Luke 2:11-14&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#804040" size="4" face="Tempus Sans ITC"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Merry Christmas, y’all! =.)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4639853813869534707-4650685662401940436?l=marcandbritt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/feeds/4650685662401940436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4639853813869534707&amp;postID=4650685662401940436&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/4650685662401940436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/4650685662401940436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-is-almost-here.html' title='Christmas is {almost} here!'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08073972474783601839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKV8oYx5tI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ouQO4xnbDRw/S220/DSC04937.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SzJFExM1b9I/AAAAAAAAAq8/HbNWbDCL3k4/s72-c/DSC05021_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707.post-7611998457476735209</id><published>2009-12-18T11:40:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T11:40:05.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Such a Slaker!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Sorry, y’all!&amp;#160; It’s been a busy week, and I still haven’t taken pictures of my gifts from Tuesday night with my favorites!&amp;#160; However, I do have good excuses!! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;After dinner on Tuesday, Marc was at his brother’s home, so I stopped by so I could see the gorgeous Karleigh.&amp;#160; We stayed and played with Karleigh for close to an hour!&amp;#160; She’s just precious! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Then on Wednesday night, I had to stop by Brock &amp;amp; Wendy’s to pick up my painted pottery (again, I still don’t have pictures of them, either!!), and put a picture on her computer for a gift for Brock.&amp;#160; Then, I went to Mama and Daddy’s to help her with some craftiness as decorations for one of our family Christmas gatherings.&amp;#160; Then, I helped her set up Daddy’s gift…a laptop!&amp;#160; I think he’s going to love it!&amp;#160; Once he is able to figure out how to actually use it, that is! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And then last night, we had our life group meeting.&amp;#160; We were wrapping gifts for our adopted family within our church.&amp;#160; I have so much fun with these people! =.)&amp;#160; And I took pictures, but not with my camera, so I don’t have anything to show you!&amp;#160; Sorry!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;**********&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;I’ve kind of decided that while I do love taking pictures, and I love having the pictures afterwards, I kind of want to be IN the moment, not just DOCUMENTING it.&amp;#160; Does that make sense?&amp;#160; I looked back through all of my pictures for the past year, and I’m disappointed for a few reasons.&amp;#160; One, I can remember the even so well, but I wasn’t really in the moment, so that disappoints me.&amp;#160; Two, I’m not in many of the pictures.&amp;#160; I was there, and I was at the event/memory, but I’m not in the pictures, so I want to remedy that for 2010. =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;**********&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;And this verse is just speaking to me right now.&amp;#160; So, I’ll share, in hopes that maybe this is a verse that God wants you to hear, as well. =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;“Be joyful in hope, patient in affliction, faithful in prayer.” Romans 12:12&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;**********&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Have a great weekend, y’all!&amp;#160; Stay warm! =.)&amp;#160; We might be getting some snow!&amp;#160; Exciting! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4639853813869534707-7611998457476735209?l=marcandbritt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/feeds/7611998457476735209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4639853813869534707&amp;postID=7611998457476735209&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/7611998457476735209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/7611998457476735209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/2009/12/such-slaker.html' title='Such a Slaker!'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08073972474783601839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKV8oYx5tI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ouQO4xnbDRw/S220/DSC04937.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707.post-4639801339242825393</id><published>2009-12-16T10:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T10:43:01.982-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Randoms…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;First of all, welcome to all of my new followers! =.)&amp;#160; I love checking my dashboard and seeing that number grow!&amp;#160; =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;**********&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;I had a busy weekend, but it was filled with fun! =.)&amp;#160; Friday night, we went to Marc’s company party.&amp;#160; Luckily, it’s my family, so I love going! =.)&amp;#160; We had a great dinner and it was just a fun time! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Saturday, I went to breakfast with my grandma, my sister-in-law, Wendy, Allie, Ava, and Mama.&amp;#160; It was a bit eventful, as Allie walked in front of a server, and ended up covered in sweet tea (or soda).&amp;#160; Which was not a good thing, because Wendy and Allie left straight from breakfast to head to Disney on Ice.&amp;#160; They had to buy some new clothes for Allie before they went to the show.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;**Side note: Allie was so cute.&amp;#160; She kept saying she was going to Disney World! =.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Then I went shopping with Mama and Ava.&amp;#160; Ava is just such a well-mannered kid!&amp;#160; She didn’t fuss the whole time we were out.&amp;#160; It was a lot of fun hanging out with her without Allie to get jealous and interrupt or try to grab your attention away from Ava. =.)&amp;#160; Marc and I went to dinner by ourselves on Saturday at a Mexican restaurant in town.&amp;#160; It was delicious! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Sunday, our church only had one service (we usually have two), followed by a potluck.&amp;#160; It was all wonderful! =.)&amp;#160; It was nice having our life group all together outside of our life group!&amp;#160; It’s been awhile since we have all been at church at the same service.&amp;#160; I love those people!&amp;#160; It was a lot of fun.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;On Sunday afternoon, we went with Brock, Wendy, Allie and Ava to paint pottery for my grandmas.&amp;#160; Brock, Wendy, and I had done this when I was in college, and my grandmother &lt;em&gt;still&lt;/em&gt; uses her platter, and still brags on it.&amp;#160; So, when we couldn’t think of anything else to get her, we decided we’d just reuse our great idea from before.&amp;#160; And, like a dummy, I forgot my camera.&amp;#160; I’ll make sure to take some photos of the finished products.&amp;#160; We had a lot of fun, and Allie painted stuff for her grandparents.&amp;#160; I love being crafty! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;**********&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;On Tuesday, we had our office Christmas party.&amp;#160; As a concession to the economy and our lack of extra money to throw away at an evening Christmas party, we just had a potluck lunch and white elephant/dirty Santa gifts.&amp;#160; I laughed so hard at the white elephant gifts!&amp;#160; Our rules were that you couldn’t buy something – you had to bring it from your house.&amp;#160; It could be a gift you no longer want, something you no longer use, a bad gift that was given to you, etc.&amp;#160; You get the idea.&amp;#160; We had people bring old VHS videos (and some of them were good, i.e. Grease!), an old water fountain for a garden (that still had dust/dirt on it), a nutcracker…the list just goes on.&amp;#160; It was so funny watching people try to entice the last people to pick their gifts!&amp;#160; So much fun.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;And last night, I went out with my favorites!&amp;#160; However, I will post about that tomorrow, because I didn’t get a chance to take photos of my awesome gifts!&amp;#160; And one hint…I got a Snuggie!&amp;#160; Can’t wait to show you what was on my Snuggie! =.)&amp;#160; So excited about all of my gifts!&amp;#160; I’m even wearing one of them today!!!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;**********&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Hope you had a wonderful weekend (a little late, I know), and have a fabulous week!! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4639853813869534707-4639801339242825393?l=marcandbritt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/feeds/4639801339242825393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4639853813869534707&amp;postID=4639801339242825393&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/4639801339242825393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/4639801339242825393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/2009/12/randoms.html' title='Randoms…'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08073972474783601839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKV8oYx5tI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ouQO4xnbDRw/S220/DSC04937.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707.post-3733974948852889590</id><published>2009-12-11T13:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T13:33:17.693-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I’d like to thank…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Whitney from over at &lt;a href="http://wordsfromwhitney.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;That Girl and Her Pug&lt;/a&gt; for giving me this…&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKQZzllmoI/AAAAAAAAAqM/0A2e2FcfcnM/s1600-h/Happy%20101%20Award%5B6%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="Happy 101 Award" border="0" alt="Happy 101 Award" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKQaycuD4I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/fmdNHd46QGg/Happy%20101%20Award_thumb%5B4%5D.png?imgmax=800" width="192" height="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;If you haven’t read Whitney’s blog, she is so witty, honest, sweet, and just plain fun! =.)&amp;#160; So, Thank You, Whitney for this award!&amp;#160; You’re awesome! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’m supposed to list 10 things that make me happy, and then tag 10 people.&amp;#160; So, here goes…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;My Happies&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&amp;#160; Marc&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;He’s been my best friend for over 10 years, now, and I don’t know what I would do without him! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. My Family&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;I may have an independent streak that runs through me, but I wouldn’t be where I am and who I am today without my family and their support.&amp;#160; Just love them to &lt;em&gt;pieces&lt;/em&gt;!&amp;#160; And, having three of the most adorable nieces…what’s not to be happy about?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. My Pups&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Well, they aren’t puppies, anymore, but they’ll always be my pups.&amp;#160; Ace and Paisley – there’s just something about a dog (or any pet, I supposed), that is just comforting.&amp;#160; They so have personalities, I don’t care what people say! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. My Friends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;They’re great.&amp;#160; And that about sums them up!! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.&amp;#160; Books&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Need I say more?&amp;#160; They’re like an addiction for me!&amp;#160; I can never get enough of a good book.&amp;#160; I’m often disappointed when I finish a book, because the story is over.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Television&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;I’m pretty sure that I have an unhealthy obsession with Glee, and all things Glee related (as in their soundtrack is available on iTunes, and I’ve asked for that for Christmas).&amp;#160; It’s so corny, and I &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt; it! =.)&amp;#160; I’d love to know what you thought of the finale?&amp;#160; Are you excited for the Spring season, too? =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Chick Flicks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;I cry at &lt;strike&gt;all&lt;/strike&gt; most of them!&amp;#160; And, I’m a sucker for a happy ending! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Chocolate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Or any sweets, rather.&amp;#160; I think it runs in the family… =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Mini-vacations&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;For me, a week away is almost too long, but give me a long weekend and I’ll take it!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Lazy weekends at home&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;I love just being about to lounge around the house without something to do or somewhere to be.&amp;#160; So relaxing and restful! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;And now, I get to share the love! =.)&amp;#160; These are bloggers that I enjoy reading and slipping into their worlds through their words.&amp;#160; You should check them out if you haven’t, already! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;1. Suz - &lt;a href="http://ncsuz.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;30 Before 30 List&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;2. Amy Lynn – &lt;a href="http://theunwifehousewifelife.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;The Un-Wife Housewife Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;3. Sonja – &lt;a href="http://sonjaaislynne.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;For the Love of Stilettos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;4. Brittany Ann –&lt;a href="http://brittsbeat.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Living in the Moment&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;5. Lis – &lt;a href="http://lisloves.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Lis Loves&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;6. Katie – &lt;a href="http://katieballa.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Loves of Life&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;7. Christine – &lt;a href="http://cecoakley.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Lost in Translation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;8. Angela – &lt;a href="http://sweetteadiaries.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Sweet Tea Diaries&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;9. Adorably D – &lt;a href="http://adorablyd.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Adorably Distracted&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;10. Goodness Grace – &lt;a href="http://goodwillgrace.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Goodwill Grace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;If you’ve already received the award, I’m sorry!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Hope y’all have a fabulous weekend! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4639853813869534707-3733974948852889590?l=marcandbritt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/feeds/3733974948852889590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4639853813869534707&amp;postID=3733974948852889590&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/3733974948852889590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/3733974948852889590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/2009/12/id-like-to-thank.html' title='I’d like to thank…'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08073972474783601839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKV8oYx5tI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ouQO4xnbDRw/S220/DSC04937.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKQaycuD4I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/fmdNHd46QGg/s72-c/Happy%20101%20Award_thumb%5B4%5D.png?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707.post-7288237092206256626</id><published>2009-12-02T13:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T13:28:37.160-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crazy'/><title type='text'>Moon</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;There was the biggest ring around the moon last night!&amp;#160; I’ve never seen one like it before!&amp;#160; Take a look…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SxaxzsJJEEI/AAAAAAAAAp8/jbHZ05bVOFM/s1600-h/DSC05018%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05018" border="0" alt="DSC05018" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/Sxax0NmFR5I/AAAAAAAAAqA/Wrg9Xdpinjc/DSC05018_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="520" height="395" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/Sxax0w1TCZI/AAAAAAAAAqE/skEtP36AY-Y/s1600-h/DSC05019%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05019" border="0" alt="DSC05019" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/Sxax1KjPtzI/AAAAAAAAAqI/yBMjJJU-42Q/DSC05019_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="520" height="395" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isn’t that crazy looking?!?!&amp;#160; And this is all natural..I’ve not done anything to enhance the photos.&amp;#160; It took me forever working my camera to take a picture where you could see the ring.&amp;#160; I had to do it in night framing without a flash.&amp;#160; I was DETERMINED to get a&amp;#160; picture, though!&amp;#160; It was too cool not to! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Did you see the moon last night?&amp;#160; Did it look like this wherever you are? =.)&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4639853813869534707-7288237092206256626?l=marcandbritt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/feeds/7288237092206256626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4639853813869534707&amp;postID=7288237092206256626&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/7288237092206256626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/7288237092206256626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/2009/12/moon.html' title='Moon'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08073972474783601839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKV8oYx5tI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ouQO4xnbDRw/S220/DSC04937.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/Sxax0NmFR5I/AAAAAAAAAqA/Wrg9Xdpinjc/s72-c/DSC05018_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707.post-4487659142038691383</id><published>2009-12-02T13:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T13:24:42.914-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4-Wheelers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Randomness…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I think I’m still a little full from Thanksgiving.&amp;#160; I’m loving my leftover turkey sandwiches, though! =.)&amp;#160; It was great for lunch today! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;******************&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;I had a great Thanksgiving, even though I caught a little cold.&amp;#160; I’m hoping it goes away by this weekend.&amp;#160; We’re heading down to South Carolina to do Christmas with Marc’s stepmom’s family. (I don’t remember the rule for apostrophes when there are two possessives beside each other.&amp;#160; If you know, please let me know, because I hate it when my grammar is incorrect.&amp;#160; I’m a dork.&amp;#160; I know this. =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;******************&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Black Friday was great!&amp;#160; I’m mostly done with my Christmas shopping.&amp;#160; I have just a few more people left.&amp;#160; And, more hints of the dork that I am, I have it organized into a spreadsheet with each person I have to buy for, each gift already purchased, gift ideas on those left to purchase, and highlighted if I still need to purchase. =.)&amp;#160; I know, a bit extreme.&amp;#160; Marc laughed at me when I showed it to him last night.&amp;#160; Fun! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;I arrived at Wal-Mart at 4:30 on Friday morning.&amp;#160; I got home, when finished for the day, at 5:00 in the evening.&amp;#160; Such a long day, but so great to be with so many ladies in my family.&amp;#160; I went with my Mama, my grandma, two aunts, and two cousins.&amp;#160; I love tradition! =.)&amp;#160; It was great, and I slept soooo well on Friday night! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;******************&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Marc’s dad and stepmom stayed with us from Wednesday through Friday.&amp;#160; We renovated our house last spring, put up vinyl siding, new roof, redid a lot of the inside with hardwood floors, added a master suite, etc.&amp;#160; It looks really, really nice.&amp;#160; Until you look out back and see this awful mustard brown, paint peeling, shingles missing, wood rotting shed.&amp;#160; It’s just gross.&amp;#160; But we use it, so we didn’t want to get rid of it altogether.&amp;#160; Luckily, Marc’s dad, Lyman, is great with a hammer and some nails! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;They spent all of Wednesday afternoon and evening, Thursday afternoon and evening, until it started raining working on this shed.&amp;#160; We had some leftover vinyl siding, so they used that, then they put on a new roof, and added a lean-to, so we can park our mower and put other yard stuff under there.&amp;#160; They finally finished it up on Friday morning.&amp;#160; And let me just say…it’s a HUGE improvement! =.)&amp;#160; I love it! =.)&amp;#160; It &lt;em&gt;matches&lt;/em&gt; the house, now! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;So, on Saturday, I spent most of the day painting the doors (three coats) to match the siding.&amp;#160; It’s not an &lt;em&gt;exact&lt;/em&gt; match, but it’s still a vast improvement from the mustard brown. =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;******************&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;We went out to dinner on Saturday for Wendy, my sister-in-law’s, birthday.&amp;#160; She turned 30 yesterday.&amp;#160; Happy belated Birthday, Wendy! =.)&amp;#160; I’m sorry, but I didn’t take any pictures…I’m a bad blogger (for more reasons than that).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;******************&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Sunday, we had lunch at my grandmother’s house.&amp;#160; The guys rode their 4-wheelers after that, and I had a little photo shoot with them.&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC04951" border="0" alt="DSC04951" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SxawqLdgiZI/AAAAAAAAAoM/Y0sFi5QrLO4/DSC04951_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="520" height="395" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/Sxawq9a10SI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/dHWS-0ta_Bs/s1600-h/DSC04950%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC04950" border="0" alt="DSC04950" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SxawrXHpFxI/AAAAAAAAAoU/0pKMCsyVtoE/DSC04950_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="520" height="395" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/Sxawr8PuwsI/AAAAAAAAAoY/zqIg3OlIBtU/s1600-h/DSC04952%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC04952" border="0" alt="DSC04952" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SxawsJa2JvI/AAAAAAAAAoc/f8-eZA6aKnA/DSC04952_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="520" height="395" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SxawtSXQAPI/AAAAAAAAAog/2uH9B9lzUqI/s1600-h/DSC04953%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC04953" border="0" alt="DSC04953" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/Sxawuc70ktI/AAAAAAAAAok/b52L8qcmjqA/DSC04953_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="520" height="395" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SxawvT6logI/AAAAAAAAAoo/7YHe9TK7ErM/s1600-h/DSC04976%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC04976" border="0" alt="DSC04976" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SxawwLw10PI/AAAAAAAAAos/EECsPQv5omw/DSC04976_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="520" height="395" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My crazy brother, Brock…awesome picture, though! =.)&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SxawwoIqwqI/AAAAAAAAAow/cTesAeIj0ts/s1600-h/DSC04975%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC04975" border="0" alt="DSC04975" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SxawxAWXukI/AAAAAAAAAo0/R3_plq32pMk/DSC04975_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="520" height="395" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A little background – before I even got up there to watch them ride, Marc and Brock hit head-on.&amp;#160; They’re both fine, but Marc’s 4-wheeler doesn’t look so great at the moment.&amp;#160; So, he decided to ride Allie’s 4-wheeler down to the track.&amp;#160; He was just playing around, but he did jump one jump…love it! =.)&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/Sxawxsu9NuI/AAAAAAAAAo4/NtGXH4Ekl8E/s1600-h/DSC04966%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC04966" border="0" alt="DSC04966" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SxawyKwcGJI/AAAAAAAAAo8/RSXZ-RS72Is/DSC04966_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="520" height="395" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; See…all four wheels are off the ground! Hahaha…=.)&amp;#160; Great form, though. =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Allie and Ava love riding on the Ranger!&amp;#160; Here they are with my Daddy!&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/Sxawy3jQg1I/AAAAAAAAApA/Psogqrij1IA/s1600-h/DSC04961%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC04961" border="0" alt="DSC04961" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/Sxawzo6qcYI/AAAAAAAAApE/stCAMFogCxQ/DSC04961_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="520" height="395" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/Sxaw0DT1YfI/AAAAAAAAApI/FWQ4_N_fjws/s1600-h/DSC04963%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC04963" border="0" alt="DSC04963" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/Sxaw00IhAoI/AAAAAAAAApM/MHxn-ig8cD4/DSC04963_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="395" height="520" /&gt;    &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; ******************&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Then, we went and played in the leaves…so.much.fun!! =.)&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/Sxaw11r3x0I/AAAAAAAAApQ/N5iyRPvyc78/s1600-h/DSC04991%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC04991" border="0" alt="DSC04991" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/Sxaw2hTQapI/AAAAAAAAApY/23Gri6MuN78/DSC04991_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="520" height="395" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Allie loves the leaves.&amp;#160; Ava, not so much.&amp;#160; Look at the face on her…she wanted OUT! =.)&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/Sxaw3L41eFI/AAAAAAAAApc/-FDhfInuQXM/s1600-h/DSC04997%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC04997" border="0" alt="DSC04997" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/Sxaw35AvfoI/AAAAAAAAApg/Xc5mXl4YyPU/DSC04997_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="520" height="395" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;I love this one with the moon in the background.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;She was holding on for dear life, as well.&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/Sxaw4KF4W7I/AAAAAAAAApk/zN-255sykkE/s1600-h/DSC04998%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC04998" border="0" alt="DSC04998" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/Sxaw4o676fI/AAAAAAAAApo/nTJRAgMWHPU/DSC04998_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="520" height="395" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/Sxaw5HHLQfI/AAAAAAAAAps/GIAXMkS6Hcc/s1600-h/DSC05003%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05003" border="0" alt="DSC05003" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/Sxaw5i3WOHI/AAAAAAAAApw/b8ugDOB3hGw/DSC05003_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="520" height="395" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/Sxaw6HiajXI/AAAAAAAAAp0/kvyEy_mL48E/s1600-h/DSC05006%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC05006" border="0" alt="DSC05006" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/Sxaw6l8avHI/AAAAAAAAAp4/tT1LY5Pv8g4/DSC05006_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="395" height="520" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I hope you’re having a wonderful week! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4639853813869534707-4487659142038691383?l=marcandbritt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/feeds/4487659142038691383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4639853813869534707&amp;postID=4487659142038691383&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/4487659142038691383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/4487659142038691383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/2009/12/randomness.html' title='Randomness…'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08073972474783601839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKV8oYx5tI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ouQO4xnbDRw/S220/DSC04937.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SxawqLdgiZI/AAAAAAAAAoM/Y0sFi5QrLO4/s72-c/DSC04951_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707.post-1338774397444417272</id><published>2009-11-26T08:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T08:00:06.910-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thankful'/><title type='text'>Thankful</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Today, I am thankful for…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;a God who loves unconditionally.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;a God who sent His son to die, so that I may live.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;a husband who loves me, and puts up with me, difficulties, and all! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;a family who has supported me my whole life; who lifts me up and believes in me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;friends…who are friends.&amp;#160; Friends I can trust, hang out with, be myself around, be silly with, and enjoy their company. =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;a home in which I live.&amp;#160; A place where I feel completely comfortable and blessed to be in.&amp;#160; In an area that I’ve lived in my whole life…and feel safe in.&amp;#160; And it’s close to my family.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;a country where I have the freedom to believe what I want.&amp;#160; Where I can worship God without being persecuted.&amp;#160; A country founded on Christianity.&amp;#160; A place that fights to keep our freedom, and help others achieve that same freedom.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;for those who sacrifice their lives, who leave their families and homes, so that I might continue to live free.&amp;#160; Oh, how much you mean to me.&amp;#160; And for families who watch their loved ones leave, never sure if they will return to them.&amp;#160; For those people who FIGHT for little me.&amp;#160; What a blessing you are for that.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;for my puppies.&amp;#160; They love unconditionally.&amp;#160; Who greet me with one wagging tail, and one wagging body every time I come home.&amp;#160; Who are just so darn cute and loveable! =.) Those two pups just put a smile on my face with their goofiness! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;for a church who believes in the Bible.&amp;#160; A church that &lt;em&gt;teaches&lt;/em&gt; by the Bible, and expects it’s members to abide by the Bible.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;for the Bible…God’s guide for my life.&amp;#160; He gave me everything I need to know in one book.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;for the Holy Spirit and a faith that live inside of me.&amp;#160; Who point, and sometimes &lt;em&gt;push&lt;/em&gt; me in the right direction – in God’s direction.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;for a job.&amp;#160; A place I get to go to each day, even if I get frustrated, sometimes.&amp;#160; God is providing for me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;for co-workers that care about me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;for Love.&amp;#160; Because my life is bursting with love, and I am blessed.&amp;#160; And I sometimes take that for granted.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So, I hope that you are surrounded by all that you are thankful for this Thanksgiving.&amp;#160; =.)&amp;#160; There is so much to be thankful for. =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Happy Thanksgiving! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4639853813869534707-1338774397444417272?l=marcandbritt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/feeds/1338774397444417272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4639853813869534707&amp;postID=1338774397444417272&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/1338774397444417272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/1338774397444417272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/2009/11/thankful.html' title='Thankful'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08073972474783601839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKV8oYx5tI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ouQO4xnbDRw/S220/DSC04937.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707.post-9116407603956999273</id><published>2009-11-24T15:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T15:17:48.905-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='God'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Peace</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Do you have a place where you are just filled with peace?&amp;#160; A place where this wave of calm just washes over you, and you feel at peace?&amp;#160; With your life, your circumstances?&amp;#160; Where you just &lt;em&gt;know&lt;/em&gt; that everything is going to be alright?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I have a few places that give me this feeling.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;1. There’s a bench at the end of the pier at Fort Caswell.&amp;#160; It’s an old fort that has been converted into a Baptist camp, and it’s on the coast of North Carolina.&amp;#160; I think this is the place I first felt that peace.&amp;#160; It might have something to do with the fact that that is where I came to know Jesus Christ as my Lord and Savior.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;There is just something about sitting out there with the ocean lapping against the pilings, watching ships pass, and catching a glimpse of the occasional dolphin.&amp;#160; God fills my soul with peace there.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;2. Sunrise on the beach.&amp;#160; Any beach will do, I suppose.&amp;#160; But being out on the sand, while watching the sky fade from gray to red to orange and yellow.&amp;#160; It’s just filled with such vibrant colors.&amp;#160; Since it’s early in the morning, there aren’t a lot of people out there, and God fills my soul with peace.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;3.&amp;#160; Overlooking mountains.&amp;#160; When I’m looking out on God’s creation…land that He formed years and years ago, knowing that I would be looking at it now, seeing what His hands have molded.&amp;#160; Seeing the vastness of His land from atop a mountain, He fills my soul with peace.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Sometimes, I’ll get little moments in every day life where I feel this same peace.&amp;#160; But I can count on feeling that peace when I’m in those places.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Just being able to take a deep breath, and get rid of all the junk in my life as I let out that breath.&amp;#160; The peace settles in.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Knowing that God is taking care of me in every step of my life.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Knowing that God is beside me through everything I do.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Knowing that I am never, EVER alone.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Knowing that God has placed my family and friends in my life to support me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Knowing God has designed my life in the best way so that I may do the work He has planned.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Knowing that my entire being has been designed to glorify Him in all that I do.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Knowing He loves me, no.matter.what.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/Sww_aVnQsyI/AAAAAAAAAoE/A6iMZ-YgPPo/s1600-h/DSC04917%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC04917" border="0" alt="DSC04917" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/Sww_bCM9NtI/AAAAAAAAAoI/Vy-U4OAj_Fo/DSC04917_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="520" height="395" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I hope that you will be filled with God’s peace this Thanksgiving.&amp;#160; That you may know you are loved. =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;“Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you.&amp;#160; I do not give to you as the world gives.&amp;#160; Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid.” John 14:27&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4639853813869534707-9116407603956999273?l=marcandbritt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/feeds/9116407603956999273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4639853813869534707&amp;postID=9116407603956999273&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/9116407603956999273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/9116407603956999273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/2009/11/peace.html' title='Peace'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08073972474783601839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKV8oYx5tI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ouQO4xnbDRw/S220/DSC04937.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/Sww_bCM9NtI/AAAAAAAAAoI/Vy-U4OAj_Fo/s72-c/DSC04917_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707.post-1057533160624420138</id><published>2009-11-17T13:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T13:28:09.874-05:00</updated><title type='text'>3-day Vacay</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;This past weekend, I spent with Marc, my grandpa and his wife, and my brother, Brock, and his family.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And it.was.wonderful!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My grandfather has had a house in Deep Gap, 20 minutes outside of Boone, for about 15 years, now.&amp;#160; When I went to visit Appalachian State University for the first time my senior year of high school, we stayed at his house, and I fell in love with the mountains.&amp;#160; I just can’t get enough of them.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Almost every year since I graduated from ASU, I’ve been back up in the fall for a weekend visit with Marc, Brock, and the rest of his family.&amp;#160; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SwLqpWf7QzI/AAAAAAAAAj8/jn2eQNqpgHE/s1600-h/DSC04883%5B8%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC04883" border="0" alt="DSC04883" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SwLqp1wiYXI/AAAAAAAAAkA/i4E9RtGUIqA/DSC04883_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="520" height="395" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Marc had to haul some fence/posts home from a saw mill just down the mountain from my grandpa’s house, so we left Friday morning around 6:15 a.m. to miss traffic in Greensboro.&amp;#160; We drove up in this:&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SwLqqnelfQI/AAAAAAAAAkE/viglTpiQKpw/s1600-h/DSC04909%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC04909" border="0" alt="DSC04909" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SwLqrdCUZlI/AAAAAAAAAkI/FYeC7P0r8Ag/DSC04909_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="520" height="395" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It was pretty fun.&amp;#160; You can see so much better from up there!&amp;#160; And I was so used to driving back and forth to App that I missed some of the scenery.&amp;#160; I got to enjoy the view all the way up on this trip.&amp;#160; Like I said, it was fun. =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Our first glimpse of mountains…&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SwLqsMsYN8I/AAAAAAAAAkM/zmmyYktWTns/s1600-h/DSC04790%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC04790" border="0" alt="DSC04790" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SwLqsfkVUcI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/7grdngvDIkE/DSC04790_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="520" height="395" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;We arrived at Papa’s house sometime around 8:30-9:00 a.m.&amp;#160; He’s selling his house at the end of November, so it was our last time visiting.&amp;#160; I’m so going to miss this place.&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SwLqtMWrsPI/AAAAAAAAAkU/Z2FUhh-HLPE/s1600-h/DSC04914%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC04914" border="0" alt="DSC04914" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SwLqtmcr0vI/AAAAAAAAAkY/fMVeQSwX4NQ/DSC04914_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="520" height="395" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SwLquPgVsNI/AAAAAAAAAkc/96HgFTzWRCQ/s1600-h/DSC04931%5B8%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC04931" border="0" alt="DSC04931" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SwLqunnigMI/AAAAAAAAAkg/gLJOW6aJRK0/DSC04931_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="520" height="395" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I’m going to miss the views from the deck… &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SwLqvE6SXTI/AAAAAAAAAkk/KZbT5R3esrU/s1600-h/DSC04795%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC04795" border="0" alt="DSC04795" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SwLqvcgK3NI/AAAAAAAAAko/3lxd88KbTnA/DSC04795_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="520" height="395" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC04924" border="0" alt="DSC04924" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SwLqvlcuNRI/AAAAAAAAAks/ZWU6hPDxW9g/DSC04924_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="520" height="395" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So, after we arrived, Papa and Shirley let us borrow their SUV so we could go into Boone and visit the campus.&amp;#160; Sooooo much has changed since I’ve graduated (besides 3 national football championships)!&amp;#160; It’s a little bittersweet, because it almost doesn’t feel like the same place.&amp;#160; I finally got a frame for my diploma…4 years later.&amp;#160; But it does look pretty awesome in the frame! =.)&amp;#160; I’m excited about it!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;After our trip to Boone, I’ve definitely done my share of supporting my school with some school spirit!&amp;#160; I got an alumni plate to go around my license plate on my car, and wind-thingie to go on my porch (I’m not sure of the technical name…), a new t-shirt (adorable – grey with pink polka dots!), a new water bottle, some awesome stone coasters, and a hat for Marc.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Some of my favorites, though, we my pictures:&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SwLqwFKly8I/AAAAAAAAAkw/CQfFC6vhUWE/s1600-h/DSC04797%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC04797" border="0" alt="DSC04797" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SwLqwvqygSI/AAAAAAAAAk0/yhEBSzzcnsc/DSC04797_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="320" height="420" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SwLqw3FRtaI/AAAAAAAAAk4/YvL5rSPTJ1s/s1600-h/DSC04805%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC04805" border="0" alt="DSC04805" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SwLqxRs6p1I/AAAAAAAAAk8/0k48JGPn6iI/DSC04805_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="520" height="395" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SwLqxsHRpYI/AAAAAAAAAlA/BCVMoKouxpw/s1600-h/DSC04808%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC04808" border="0" alt="DSC04808" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SwLqx0wXpcI/AAAAAAAAAlE/K8r5jIUNhQ8/DSC04808_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="320" height="420" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SwLqy5qY4kI/AAAAAAAAAlI/kSE4Mt0vFqk/s1600-h/DSC04809%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC04809" border="0" alt="DSC04809" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SwLqz1hTwMI/AAAAAAAAAlM/sbiupMq-TbA/DSC04809_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="520" height="395" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SwLq0srQ1aI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/NW0DQHTjEC8/s1600-h/DSC04805%5B11%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC04805" border="0" alt="DSC04805" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SwLq1KF_2qI/AAAAAAAAAlU/meL5Nj2xAqI/DSC04805_thumb%5B7%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="520" height="395" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Brock, Wendy, Allie &amp;amp; Ava arrived around 12:00 noon, and we decided to head to the outlets so we could avoid the crowds on Saturday, but not before the girls frolicked in the yard for a bit. =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Papa &amp;amp; Ava&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SwLq1gC2lEI/AAAAAAAAAlY/w9Ipd5Y-idY/s1600-h/DSC04816%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC04816" border="0" alt="DSC04816" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SwLq2X63R_I/AAAAAAAAAlc/7RdrOi4BMrg/DSC04816_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="520" height="395" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Papa &amp;amp; Allie&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SwLq2__1luI/AAAAAAAAAlg/zzF42HaE97w/s1600-h/DSC04822%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC04822" border="0" alt="DSC04822" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SwLq3tsP3kI/AAAAAAAAAlk/UtcsF5FsGps/DSC04822_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="520" height="395" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SwLq4Deg_nI/AAAAAAAAAlo/I7V7lARROoQ/s1600-h/DSC04832%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC04832" border="0" alt="DSC04832" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SwLq4T67SkI/AAAAAAAAAls/3SXlntgBRi0/DSC04832_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="520" height="395" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On a Snoopy ride at the Outlets&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SwLq5OawI2I/AAAAAAAAAl0/P2HS7ufSa1A/s1600-h/DSC04845%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC04845" border="0" alt="DSC04845" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SwLq5p6d0II/AAAAAAAAAl4/wXgJwKIlmhg/DSC04845_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="520" height="395" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SwLq6KV8WZI/AAAAAAAAAl8/TonaNSajJlA/s1600-h/DSC04844%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC04844" border="0" alt="DSC04844" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SwLq6gSD0cI/AAAAAAAAAmA/OV3uPP-zORk/DSC04844_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="520" height="395" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SwLq7YiALoI/AAAAAAAAAmE/8Ekdkrr4Irg/s1600-h/DSC04852%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC04852" border="0" alt="DSC04852" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SwLq7yLKdPI/AAAAAAAAAmI/L3bUvHoZRuc/DSC04852_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="520" height="395" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ava – showing her teeth (her version of a smile =.)&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SwLq8QF96uI/AAAAAAAAAmM/RUDCxsKBd-0/s1600-h/DSC04853%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC04853" border="0" alt="DSC04853" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SwLq85dmQ0I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/TbuuJ8_xeEM/DSC04853_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="520" height="395" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Christmas Tree Farm&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SwLq9WMS2-I/AAAAAAAAAmU/zlet-paJ-B8/s1600-h/DSC04898%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC04898" border="0" alt="DSC04898" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SwLq93fb3qI/AAAAAAAAAmY/tzktaNq5ZZU/DSC04898_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="520" height="395" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We spent Saturday in downtown Boone on King Street…fun stuff! =.)&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SwLq-NZXmKI/AAAAAAAAAmc/3br1L4EUnto/s1600-h/DSC04800%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC04800" border="0" alt="DSC04800" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SwLq-6NeP6I/AAAAAAAAAmg/GUMvKkV3jCk/DSC04800_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="520" height="395" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SwLq_aY5sYI/AAAAAAAAAmk/zBLgHYwP8II/s1600-h/DSC04801%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC04801" border="0" alt="DSC04801" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SwLrAQm2KoI/AAAAAAAAAmo/m7OUFSTqNzU/DSC04801_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="520" height="395" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SwLrBZGBoTI/AAAAAAAAAms/elNZQyHbzOE/s1600-h/DSC04870%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC04870" border="0" alt="DSC04870" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SwLrCFClCqI/AAAAAAAAAmw/mKnwz7XvSnE/DSC04870_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="520" height="395" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SwLrDTHISDI/AAAAAAAAAm0/rlKawhPgTNQ/s1600-h/DSC04871%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC04871" border="0" alt="DSC04871" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SwLrELmRJhI/AAAAAAAAAm4/s9qbqT6Z_hs/DSC04871_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="520" height="395" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SwLrFM-10iI/AAAAAAAAAm8/89QaCXW-jzg/s1600-h/DSC04857%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC04857" border="0" alt="DSC04857" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SwLrGPT9SfI/AAAAAAAAAnA/qArC3ElE-0Y/DSC04857_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="520" height="395" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SwLrGgsXubI/AAAAAAAAAnE/zNaY4zES8o4/s1600-h/DSC04856%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC04856" border="0" alt="DSC04856" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SwLrHNaXTwI/AAAAAAAAAnI/4C9iyqC2xE4/DSC04856_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="320" height="420" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don’t know what was up with Allie &amp;amp; her coat and toboggan…it was 65* =.)&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SwLrHg1D35I/AAAAAAAAAnM/e9m-zm6gTbY/s1600-h/DSC04863%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC04863" border="0" alt="DSC04863" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SwLrH4D3KHI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/gnVmzNwapHE/DSC04863_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="320" height="420" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;#160; Sisters…&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SwLrIoZudwI/AAAAAAAAAnU/qzS6iSIm_GM/s1600-h/DSC04865%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC04865" border="0" alt="DSC04865" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SwLrJOU--PI/AAAAAAAAAnY/lDj3DzY2Z1c/DSC04865_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="520" height="395" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Deer in the front yard&amp;#160; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SwLrJoITavI/AAAAAAAAAnc/ZFFgSKSbILs/s1600-h/DSC04920%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC04920" border="0" alt="DSC04920" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SwLrKKhWJDI/AAAAAAAAAng/qON6J9MIPRs/DSC04920_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="520" height="395" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Looking at the deer =.)&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC04922" border="0" alt="DSC04922" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SwLrKvN_R5I/AAAAAAAAAnk/Zo0SCPsc0O4/DSC04922_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="320" height="420" /&gt; &lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC04917" border="0" alt="DSC04917" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SwLrLEOvc6I/AAAAAAAAAno/yCEGxGiJEyg/DSC04917_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="520" height="395" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;We left pretty early on Sunday, but not before I got this great shot of Ava…&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SwLrL5PomUI/AAAAAAAAAns/Y9kexZb_H4g/s1600-h/DSC04930%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC04930" border="0" alt="DSC04930" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SwLrMdQpQEI/AAAAAAAAAnw/2Do4_Otr3PU/DSC04930_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="520" height="395" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SwLrNHmC6NI/AAAAAAAAAn0/4ZSHw6O387I/s1600-h/DSC04936%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC04936" border="0" alt="DSC04936" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SwLrNy8FFMI/AAAAAAAAAn4/GMWiAwetStA/DSC04936_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="520" height="395" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SwLrOMWKp1I/AAAAAAAAAn8/AoVKell10-Q/s1600-h/DSC04937%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC04937" border="0" alt="DSC04937" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SwLrOZhj4KI/AAAAAAAAAoA/mN8IOCmrfUg/DSC04937_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="320" height="420" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;I hope your weekend was wonderful, too! Have a great week! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4639853813869534707-1057533160624420138?l=marcandbritt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/feeds/1057533160624420138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4639853813869534707&amp;postID=1057533160624420138&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/1057533160624420138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/1057533160624420138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/2009/11/3-day-vacay.html' title='3-day Vacay'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08073972474783601839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKV8oYx5tI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ouQO4xnbDRw/S220/DSC04937.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SwLqp1wiYXI/AAAAAAAAAkA/i4E9RtGUIqA/s72-c/DSC04883_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707.post-1274555772032460646</id><published>2009-11-05T17:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T17:50:36.228-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween =.)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I’m not sure if you could guess from the pictures I had up from last week, but here’s what all the girls dressed as:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SvNWnBs0KUI/AAAAAAAAAik/9WRypnEbA8s/s1600-h/DSC04744%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC04744" border="0" alt="DSC04744" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SvNWna1ERGI/AAAAAAAAAio/_3qyBlcLsS4/DSC04744_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Krystle, me, Megan, Katie M, Katie H, Sarah, and Victoria&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;We were 80’s girls! =.)&amp;#160; It was so much fun!&amp;#160; Everyone gathered at our house to get ready.&amp;#160; Sarah found all of our great legwarmers and gloves.&amp;#160; She also found my tights – they’re pink, with black fishnets over top of them.&amp;#160; Classic! =.)&amp;#160; So much fun! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;I was also visited by these adorable little girls! =.)&amp;#160; All THREE of them! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Ava and Allie as cowgirls&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SvNWoBcrUII/AAAAAAAAAis/Wdnw3dDt5qA/s1600-h/DSC04752%5B14%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC04752" border="0" alt="DSC04752" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SvNWoUB2d1I/AAAAAAAAAiw/oDm9QilXs1k/DSC04752_thumb%5B12%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="381" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SvNWpenjLKI/AAAAAAAAAi0/RQYTQj_I_LU/s1600-h/DSC04747%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC04747" border="0" alt="DSC04747" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SvNWpmMGRiI/AAAAAAAAAi4/T0lmcYaVGxE/DSC04747_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SvNWqJM8R6I/AAAAAAAAAi8/FAuo0W715Hg/s1600-h/DSC04755%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC04755" border="0" alt="DSC04755" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SvNWqaeeLFI/AAAAAAAAAjA/YZyiu0U1zNY/DSC04755_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Karleigh as Snow White! =.)&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SvNWqylva_I/AAAAAAAAAjE/MuGP8q4aBnk/s1600-h/DSC04768%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC04768" border="0" alt="DSC04768" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SvNWq2RDbxI/AAAAAAAAAjI/bDv_1q6pLsE/DSC04768_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;Matt, Tammy, me, Karleigh, &amp;amp; Marc =.)&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SvNWrUlz6HI/AAAAAAAAAjM/ZPOQGbrHhZU/s1600-h/DSC04770%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC04770" border="0" alt="DSC04770" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SvNWrqX1JAI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/AK_O0UxvLDc/DSC04770_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; And a few more of my favorites from the night…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SvNWsGusCvI/AAAAAAAAAjU/fLaGNDvrQxg/s1600-h/DSC04741%5B7%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC04741" border="0" alt="DSC04741" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SvNWsUWYzfI/AAAAAAAAAjY/2Xha8WDOTt4/DSC04741_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="290" height="380" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;The guys in their haunting masks…&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SvNWskkoc4I/AAAAAAAAAjc/Hc0GgyzbQgQ/s1600-h/DSC04742%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC04742" border="0" alt="DSC04742" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SvNWs0A85lI/AAAAAAAAAjg/VSbSU5PTYWM/DSC04742_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SvNWteUiprI/AAAAAAAAAjk/oBdjLfrBF3I/s1600-h/DSC04775%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC04775" border="0" alt="DSC04775" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SvNWtcP4cNI/AAAAAAAAAjo/yFm5XBpR4nk/DSC04775_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SvNWuB1ENKI/AAAAAAAAAjs/hizLcTmCVIk/s1600-h/DSC04774%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC04774" border="0" alt="DSC04774" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SvNWuZuy_FI/AAAAAAAAAjw/H4ak2f_xIE4/DSC04774_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SvNWuvUnk5I/AAAAAAAAAj0/--8M1aMVmDw/s1600-h/DSC04740%5B7%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="DSC04740" border="0" alt="DSC04740" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SvNWu_q9L3I/AAAAAAAAAj4/ONK3rTVvtPI/DSC04740_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="380" height="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And I leave you with Krystle’s gorgeous engagement ring! =.)&amp;#160; Can’t wait for her June wedding! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;Hope y’all enjoyed the pictures! =.)&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4639853813869534707-1274555772032460646?l=marcandbritt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/feeds/1274555772032460646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4639853813869534707&amp;postID=1274555772032460646&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/1274555772032460646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/1274555772032460646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween =.)'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08073972474783601839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKV8oYx5tI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ouQO4xnbDRw/S220/DSC04937.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SvNWna1ERGI/AAAAAAAAAio/_3qyBlcLsS4/s72-c/DSC04744_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707.post-3643708424495480903</id><published>2009-10-30T11:16:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T11:17:00.009-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween sneak peek…</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Each year, the parents of one of our friends have a huge corn maze at their &lt;a href="http://www.mckeemaze.com/"&gt;farm&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;#160; For Halloween, they haunt the maze and it’s open at night.&amp;#160; For years, now, all of our friends have participated in some way or another.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;All of the guys are in the field, haunting, and the gals sell tickets and refreshments (and hot chocolate!).&amp;#160; On Halloween Night, all the gals dress up.&amp;#160; Last year, we went as The Village People:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SusDZ62BsRI/AAAAAAAAAiM/7DcrRpciDt0/s1600-h/Village%20People%2008%5B8%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="Village People 08" border="0" alt="Village People 08" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SusDaHRBNrI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/JyL3BRAt_ks/Village%20People%2008_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="200" height="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sorry for the blurriness! R to L: Sarah, Tiffany, Megan, Katie H, Katie M, Victoria, me, Krystle&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;And it was freezing!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;I’m quite excited that the forecast for Saturday is 78*, and the low is 65*.We don’t have to worry about being cold! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="left"&gt;And here’s a peek at some of the components of my costume! =.)&amp;#160; Sorry they’re so small – I didn’t take time to photo everything. =.)&amp;#160; I’ll definitely have some of the finished product up next week. =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SusDaffJR2I/AAAAAAAAAiU/6IIOGy21klE/s1600-h/fishnets%5B5%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="fishnets" border="0" alt="fishnets" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SusDamOgAlI/AAAAAAAAAiY/rOip4PCAw_I/fishnets_thumb%5B3%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="241" height="186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SusDaptoJtI/AAAAAAAAAic/TFecR-1bwV0/s1600-h/legwarmers%5B9%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="legwarmers" border="0" alt="legwarmers" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SusDayhcddI/AAAAAAAAAig/VVPjWzGnbZY/legwarmers_thumb%5B7%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="161" height="209" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Know what we’re dressing as? =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Happy Halloween!&amp;#160; Hope you get all treats, and no tricks! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4639853813869534707-3643708424495480903?l=marcandbritt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/feeds/3643708424495480903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4639853813869534707&amp;postID=3643708424495480903&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/3643708424495480903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/3643708424495480903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/2009/10/halloween-sneak-peek.html' title='Halloween sneak peek…'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08073972474783601839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKV8oYx5tI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ouQO4xnbDRw/S220/DSC04937.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SusDaHRBNrI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/JyL3BRAt_ks/s72-c/Village%20People%2008_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707.post-1565803416907827644</id><published>2009-10-27T11:38:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T11:38:39.723-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Operation Beautiful</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Have you ever heard of this &lt;a href="http://www.operationbeautiful.com"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;?&amp;#160; I think it’s great!&amp;#160; It’s so inspiring, and I love that it’s something that &lt;em&gt;EVERYONE&lt;/em&gt; can do.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Here’s how it works:&amp;#160; On a Post-It, write something nice, with the website address at the bottom.&amp;#160; When you’ve done that, put it somewhere public, where others can see it.&amp;#160; In a public restroom, work restroom, or in a fitting room in a store.&amp;#160; Anywhere you want.&amp;#160; Then, your kind words do the work.&amp;#160; They make someone else feel good about themselves!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I’ve not done this, yet, but you can bet I’m going to start, starting today at work.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;What do you think?&amp;#160; Don’t you just love this idea?&amp;#160; I think it’s GREAT! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are beautiful, inside and out! =.) Have a great day!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4639853813869534707-1565803416907827644?l=marcandbritt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/feeds/1565803416907827644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4639853813869534707&amp;postID=1565803416907827644&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/1565803416907827644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/1565803416907827644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/2009/10/operation-beautiful.html' title='Operation Beautiful'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08073972474783601839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKV8oYx5tI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ouQO4xnbDRw/S220/DSC04937.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707.post-2738509058781649814</id><published>2009-10-22T09:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T11:43:43.932-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'>Craziness!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I work at a franchised real estate company.&amp;#160; So, while each office is independently owned and operated, we have use certain programs as a part of the company.&amp;#160; I’ve never had any problems before, but my real estate program has been giving me problems all week!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;As part of my 'Daily Tasks’ Checklist, I’m supposed to do certain things.&amp;#160; One of those things would be to ‘verify’ the program.&amp;#160; This is an item that’s only been added in the past year, and while I do verify frequently, I don’t do it daily.&amp;#160; It takes about 20 minutes to process, and I don’t always have 20 minutes to just sit around while it does what it does.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So, on Tuesday, I decided I would run my verification to make sure my program was okay.&amp;#160; I’ve NEVER had any of my programs come back with an error, so it really shocked (and kind of scared me) when a message pops up and says that my listings file was corrupt.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Luckily, I have an offsite back up that backs up my important programs every night, as well as backing them up to the company server.&amp;#160; So, I go about the process of restoring my data.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;None of my week’s worth of data that was backed up was ‘good.’&amp;#160; All of them were corrupt.&amp;#160; And while I was restoring my data, I apparently did something wrong, because then, the whole program was throwing an error at me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Completely drove me crazy, as I spent ALL of Tuesday trying to fix the problem.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I finally had someone from our International office contact me on Wednesday morning.&amp;#160; She spent ALL of Wednesday morning working on my computer from Texas.&amp;#160; She got it fixed around 12:30 p.m.&amp;#160; I was excited!&amp;#160; That meant I wouldn’t have to enter all of the month’s data in, as I thought that was going to end up happening.&amp;#160; Yay!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So, I ran the verification before I backed up my system last night.&amp;#160; I got this HUGE error message – took up the whole screen, and then some – right before I left for the day.&amp;#160; I decided that I didn’t want to try to figure out what was wrong, so I just left for the day.&amp;#160; It was almost 6 p.m., and I just didn’t have the right mindset to work through it, again.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So, this morning, I come in, open the program, and run the verification, again, just to see if it would work this time.&amp;#160; God really does love me, because it came back with: “All systems and data files are OK!” Yay!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I actually get to do some work today!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;However, I did finish reading Nicholas Sparks’ &lt;em&gt;The Last Song &lt;/em&gt;yesterday while the lady was working on my computer.&amp;#160; It was WONDERFUL!!!&amp;#160; I’m probably partial, though, as I’m from NC and all of his books are set on the coast.&amp;#160; And I’ve loved him since he first started writing – I’m talking &lt;em&gt;The Notebook&lt;/em&gt;, only about 6 years before the movie ever came out.&amp;#160; And most of his books are much better than the movies! =.)&amp;#160; I DEFINITELY recommend you read his latest book, &lt;em&gt;The Last Song&lt;/em&gt;, if you like his other books.&amp;#160; It’s better than the last 3-4 books.&amp;#160; I cried through maybe the last quarter of the book?&amp;#160; You should go read it.&amp;#160; Now. =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4639853813869534707-2738509058781649814?l=marcandbritt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/feeds/2738509058781649814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4639853813869534707&amp;postID=2738509058781649814&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/2738509058781649814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4639853813869534707/posts/default/2738509058781649814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marcandbritt.blogspot.com/2009/10/craziness.html' title='Craziness!'/><author><name>Brittany</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08073972474783601839</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/SyKV8oYx5tI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ouQO4xnbDRw/S220/DSC04937.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4639853813869534707.post-3558722887059813025</id><published>2009-10-16T15:06:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T15:06:39.816-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I’m baaack! =.)&amp;#160; I’m sure you have all just been waiting for me to write something intelligent and wonderful since it’s been so long.&amp;#160; Hate to disappoint, but that’s not likely! =.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I do have some great pictures, though! =.) Fun pics from Allie’s horse show, and some of Ava riding, too! =.)&amp;#160; Then, I have some other pics of our friend Chad’s birthday party.&amp;#160; Fun!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And that’s all I’ve got!! =.) So, here goes…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Allie riding Sugarfoot&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/StjEDqYsZpI/AAAAAAAAAgw/dbfvdmipqFo/s1600-h/DSC04618%5B6%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC04618" border="0" alt="DSC04618" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/StjEERNQP4I/AAAAAAAAAg0/EvaozV3rLR4/DSC04618_thumb%5B4%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="395" height="301" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/StjEFCkICYI/AAAAAAAAAg4/Ii2coCcBs94/s1600-h/DSC04620%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC04620" border="0" alt="DSC04620" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/StjEF7n6KPI/AAAAAAAAAg8/JtBnRhlhYnc/DSC04620_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="395" height="301" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sisters!&amp;#160; Allie &amp;amp; Ava&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/StjEGU--p4I/AAAAAAAAAhA/XCAPXWwPmIc/s1600-h/DSC04596%5B4%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="DSC04596" border="0" alt="DSC04596" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_EOcagxbiHPA/StjEG4mJDNI/AAAAAAAAAhE/l-i4Suj8i60/DSC04596_thumb%5B2%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="395" 
