8 years/ 7 months

March 24th was our 8 year anniversary together.

We both forgot until a couple of days later when we were soaking in the hot tub... I suppose once you get married you are supposed to forget anniversaries. That's how it is in the movies

We've been married for 7 months now....I'm not sure how anniversaries are measured/celebrated/etc after you get hitched. Is the dating anniversary null and void and only for vague funsies like "hey we've been together about 8 years..." or what. 

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I joined a gym Monday night, because Ben was already a member and I thought for a hot minute that I wanted to be healthier. Anyways, I'm a bonafide member of a gym. In fact, I went to said gym last night and ran on the elliptical machine. I had my headphones in and my iPod blasting and all I wanted to do was shake my hips and sing along to the music. When Ben asked me what I wanted for dinner (while on the fancy workout machine) I yelled out "pizza," and I did not use my indoor voice because I couldn't hear myself with all that music pumping in my ears. People looked. Ben was embarrassed. And I was quickly scolded by the husband for improper gym etiquette. Gym Rule #1: No yelling about pizza while at the gym

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xoxo, b

date weekend

Ben works Monday thru Friday and always has off on the weekends. I work whenever the frick and pretty much always work weekends. Such is life. Since we don't get a lot of time together, the weekends we both have off are date weekends. We pack in as much as we can.....which is pretty awesome

On Sunday, we got up early (in my opinion) and started the day with the Sunday Brunch at Devon in Bayshore. They have such a tasty brunch, I always eat until I can't fit in anything else. Love it.

After brunch, we went to the IPic Theater and watched "The Hunger Games." Ben has been listening to the radio a lot on his commute, and has heard a lot about this movie. So we went to see it. Kinda morbid (kids fighting/killing other kids while the world watches...) but still made you want to watch. Maybe we'll locate and read the book next.

We walked around for a little bit since it was so nice, and then went home to do our laundry/dishes/spring cleaning.Then we made dinner and busted out the ice cream and berry weiss beer and Netflixed the night away.

xoxo, b

in pursuit of a suit

I'm pretty sure I hate swim suit season...  
like the majority of people on the planet I suppose.....


Every freaking year I get at least one new suit...hoping that it doesn't make me look like an underdeveloped tween when I hit the beach. Every year I'm sorely disappointed by the swim suit's blatant disregard in its sole purpose of making me look like a Victoria Secret model. Every year.




Curves are lame.
except I want them terribly.......






Other tidbits:
* Ben and I both have the weekend off. We hit up the Miller Coors brewery tour this afternoon and then got some mexican dinner
* I entered a NCAA bracket at work. Everyone laughed at me. I'm currently in FIRST FREAKIN' PLACE. Looking to win that $400 pot. Hate on, haters.
* Got a new, plain gold wedding band so I don't always have to be banged out in diamonds...even though I LOVE my bling (thanks for spoiling me Ben!!). Bringing back the yellow gold trend... just watch.




xoxo, b

summah summah

Yesterday..... March 18th..... in Milwaukee, Wisconsin..... it was nearly 80 degrees. LOVE IT!!

Since it was so toasty warm, Ben and I got some seeds and planted them. We are attempting to grow some flowers, cilantro, and cat nip. This go-round I marked what was growing in each pot of dirt. Lesson learned from last year. Aaahhh growing up. However, I over-watered everything, so we are hoping for anything to grow.

During our green thumb time, Paris and Nicole were having a great time playing in the dirt and hanging out outside on the porch. But Paris is a wanderer at heart, so she tip-toed from our deck (3rd story), to the window ledge, and finally to the neighbors' balcony. I had a heart attack and immediately started planning her untimely funeral and thinking about Nicole being an only cat. The neighbors were not home, and the apt office was not open since it was Sunday. So Paris spent a solid hour sprawled out on the neighbors' deck and sitting on tiny window ledges high above the ground. Special kitty needs a helmet.

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We got "yelled at" Saturday (St. Patty's Day) for still having our Christmas tree on the porch. Maybe it was more because Brianna was over and propped up the tree and decorated it with Mardi Gras beads for the holiday at hand. Last night, I threw that tree over the balcony and Ben dragged it away. I also threw him some Mardi Gras beads after he showed me his left man nip.

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Last night, Ben and I became home brewery masters. We busted out the Mr. Beer kit that we got for our wedding.... or Ben's bachelor party? Details, details.The important thing is that we are making beer. Neither of us realized that it would take roughly 2 weeks minimum before we could drink our concoction. At more than one point during the process, we contemplated taking a trip to the liquor store.....they have ready-to--drink beer.





xoxo, b

who taught the cat...

To preface this... I don't do mornings. I hate getting up to a stupid alarm, even if it is fun music I downloaded to my phone from the Internet. So I've had Ben make sure that I'm awake by the time he is leaving in the morning. I'm still not a ball of sunshine, but it makes things easier -ish. 

A couple of days ago, I was having an extremely hard time getting out of my heavenly bed. Ben tried to wake me up multiple times, but I was not having it and was sleep talking some babble nonsense to him. So Ben goes and finds our little Paris, who had been trotting around after him all morning with her bell collar twinkling as he got ready for work. He scooped up that little black furball of repressed teenage angst (probably from being the runt of the litter), plopped her on my chest, and said-- and I quote-- "Paris, you need to wake her up." Then he gave me a kiss and left for work.

Well that little brat took her job as serious as a senator... she would do anything for a win. I don't know if Ben had some sort of crash course with her, or if she has just been watching too much TV, because she sat on my chest and slapped my face until I couldn't stand it anymore. She's little, so I continually threw her off the bed. But she would sneak right back up and poke and slap me some more. She's scrappy, and her game plan was obviously to be patient and wear me out. Think lone lion taking down an elephant. Paris: 1  Brit: 0 

Today she did this little game without Ben telling her to. She added in this great bit where she tries to scratch the covers off me.  I'm restricting her TV and Internet use.

xoxo, b

March Madness!!!

Greetings

It was against my will that I write today...being that I can only blog once a month but the universe moved the computer in front of me and this website was mysteriously up so I thought what the heck.


-ben

brit insights

• I had all day off yesterday. My plan was to sit around and Netflix all day. So I watched Queer Eye and some Discovery Channel stuff and Fact or Fiction: Paranormal Files. I can't even watch scary movie previews by myself... active imagination... so I don't know what I was trying to prove. Creepy Nicole sat on the floor and watched almost the whole episode; during which she would turn around, look me in the eyeballs, and meow-talk. I'm positive she was experiencing paranormal activity in her kitty brain. Anywho, I made it to noon before I went stir crazy/creeped out and decided to try being a "housewife". I cleaned up and did some dishes, and in true housewife style, had some wine. Then I made dinner. Ah-mazing.
• Public announcement in case of emergency: I took off a giant chunk of my ankle last night while trying to shave my legs. Ankles are tricky. I'm pretty sure I experienced a major blood loss-- because I was CPR and First Aid certified 4 years ago so I know what's up. Ben put a Mickey Mouse band aid on and said I should be fine. So if I randomly die or pass out and it's traced back to my ankle-skin-shaving fiasco, I told you so.
• I'm going to travel back to the LM tonight after work and hang out with my sistas... because I technically have 3 of those ever since the wedding. Tomorrow Brianna is going to do my hairs and give them some saucy sass. And then Brianna, Jessica and I are going to head to Mexico (aka Mexican restaurant up the street from my parents' house) and have half price margaritas... because that's how we roll in the LM.
• Found out last night that my left ear is slightly bigger than my right ear. How did I find this out you ask? Well because I was pulling my ears out from the side of my head and making a monkey face at Ben. Why? I dunno. Seemed like a great idea at the time. 
• We opened our joint checking account this last Saturday. It was nearly an hour of me and Ben sitting silently in this woman's blah office while she tried to remember how exactly to get everything set up because she "hasn't done one of these in awhile." Once that was all set up we OBVIOUSLY headed downtown to go on the Lakefront Brewery Tour. We needed some beer.
• This wedding book that I'm making (all our wedding pictures crammed into one glorious, giant photo book from Shutterfly) is awesome. It's just taking forever and then a week and a day to finish. I love Shutterfly photo books. And our wedding photographer really did an amazing job. Look! We are on the front of his website because we are some snazzy kids.

xoxo, b