Week.....I lost count.

Well, clearly, I fell a little behind on my blog (big surprise).

Now I can't even remember which week we're on.

I'm sure I will figure it out later.

So the past couple of weeks have been pretty good.

It's hard to remember everything.

I helped with VBS this past week.

I did the music for the kids.

The little kids are so much fun and so energetic. Soooo energetic.

I don't remember being like that.

I was the quiet girl that would sit in the corner and hope no one asked me

to play a game that required any type of dramatic movement, like running.

I even remember asking to stay inside with my teachers when it was time for recess.

Apparently, that's weird.

We finally got a dresser. YES! A real dresser! We haven't had one for almost 3 months!

So, now all the laundry that has been piled up on our dining room table has a home!

Well, most of it. Both of us do have an abnormal amount of clothing, I guess. Well, mainly me,

I admit. BUT Chris does have a substantially large and unnecessary amount of t-shirts. He never wears them.

He insists, though, that they are "memories." So, finding a spot for all his "memories" and all of my

stuff isn't the easiest thing. But, oh well.

 

Sunday afternoon we went to petsmart, and I wanted to look at the kitties like I always do.

I love them. All of them.

Well, we happened to see the cutest, sweetest kitten ever. His name was Edwin.

We asked if we could hold him for a while, and of course the lady thought I was a teenager.

We got to hold Edwin, and he was the best kitten.

Chris looked at me and said, "I want him."

So anyways, after a couple of days getting paperwork together and a test done for Roxie,

we were able to adopt little Edwin.

He really is as sweet and adorable as he looks.

Minus the fact that he stays up all night and is bouncing with energy at all times making

sure he keeps us awake. But even that is so adorable that the lack of sleep doesn't

even have an effect on us.

Anyways, all that being said, Roxie is NOT happy.

She spends her time watching Edwin's every move and hissing if he gets too close.

Edwin doesn't understand. He just wants to play.

I caught her giving him kisses this morning, so I think this is a sign of things to come.

Good things.

Well, there you have it.

Just two weeks in the lives of the Whiteheads.

Week Eight.

Since the whole video blog thing was a success, I took a second shot at it.

Here it is.

The best vlog ever.

PS. Right now my husband is listening to "Who Says You're Not Perfect" in our bedroom before he goes to bed.

Week Seven.

I decided to try something new and exciting this week.

A. video. blog.

So, here it is.

PS. Thanks to having NO lights in our apartment, the lighting is terrible. absolutely terrible.

It's on youtube, and here is the link:

MY (OUR) AWESOME VIDEO BLOG!

Peace. and. Blessin's.

Matthew 24:35.

Week Six.

Week six?

When I was trying to think of what week I was on,

and I thought, "six," I kind of freaked out.

How have I been married for 6 weeks?

And I'm still a college graduate.

What? Seriously. What?

Time goes by way too fast when you grow up, and I don't even get it.

This week we went to two Ranger games.

Both were significantly hot. Like, really hot.

They were both fun. Probably the second one was better since we won.

And Dirk was there.

My cat is literally sprinting around the apartment right now. Sprinting.

She keeps bringing me her mouse so she can play fetch but she's gone through

two of them now and I guess she's tired of that game.

Now she's playing with the flower I took out of my hair.

I finished my first book on my nook a few days ago!

I started a second one, and I love this one, too.

My goal is to finish it by tomorrow so I will have read two books

in a week. Mom would be so proud.

The book I'm reading now is about a little boy who went to

heaven for a little while and it is AWESOME.

I think I've cried about 5 times now. (Thanks, mom)

At one point in the book the little boy's dad tells him

he can't run out in front of cars because he could

get really hurt or even die.

The little boy looked up at him and said, "Oh, good!

Then I get to go back to heaven!"

Well, back to the cat (she's the most exciting part of our apartment).

We gave her her shots last month.

She scratched herself and got it infected last week.

THIS week - she got worms.

Thursday Alyssa AND Jacqueline came to visit. It was the best.

Time went by WAY too fast, though. But we had fun. It felt normal. 

Also, I finally completed the entire name-changing process.

I don't know if I was just putting it off (I like to procrastinate), or if it usually takes this long.

Really, I don't care. I'm just glad it's done. Finally. Brittany Whitehead.

Well, that's about it this week.

Chris should be back from golf pretty soon.

Golf. Golf. Golf. It's basically his new favorite thing.

That and our new tv. He got HD now, too.

So that's a big deal, apparently.

Look at us - golf and HD tv.

Psalm 9:18.

Week Five.

Well, I've now been married for over five weeks.

 

Right now Chris is irritating the cat (as always).

She still loves him, though. And he still loves her.

We got our new tv yesterday.

Chris was thrilled. Literally thrilled.

He thinks everything looks so real that it makes him feel weird.

I think it looks the same.

Chris is still bothering the cat.

 

So, I finally got a nook since Chris has one and he is ALWAYS using it.

I LOVE mine!

I've almost read an entire book already, and I only got it 2 days ago!

OH! And also, yesterday I was sleeping (for a long time), and

Chris decided to clean the whole living room! He even

vacuumed! And he did the dishes!

Seriously. Awesome.

Props to Chris.

Maybe next Sunday I will try taking another long nap and

see what happens.

I meet with my advisor at DBU tomorrow to set up my grad school schedule.

That will be fun.

I'm such a grown up.

Okay, well, I think that's about all I have for this week.

Stay tuned.

Matthew 11:28.

Week Four.

Okay, so I've been married four weeks now.

Yes. Four weeks.

Anyways,

To start out, we thought this past Sunday was Father's Day, and it wasn't.

We didn't figure that out until we got to church - late, of course.

For anyone else who's confused like us...apparently it's the 3rd Sunday of June.

Just a heads up.

Chris had three interviews this week. 

The rest of the week was a normal newlywed week. It consisted of cleaning, cooking, doing laundry, and all that other stuff.

One new thing - I FINALLY got my guitar out and sat down and sang. But, in the midst of that, I got interrupted because Chris turned the tv way up while I was playing, and needless to say, I got mad.

The cat has had an obscene amount of energy all week, and it seems like she seriously never wants to stop playing fetch. Never. She's trying to play with me right now, actually.

In other news, I finally officially changed my last name to Whitehead this week.

I only spent about TWO HOURS in the social security office.

So, that concludes week 4. Here's to week number 5!

1 Chronicles 16:9.

Day 20.

Look at me!

Blogging two days in a row!

Here's what's happening in day 20 of married life:

I woke up at 2:45 this afternoon. Yes....2:45. I have no idea why.

I remembered one of the weirdest dreams of my life. My husband turned into a dragon at night and it was weird. I went back to visit college and didn't know anyone because I was old.

We FINALLY had a bedspread picked out, and I FINALLY put it on today!

It looks great. And of course - it is pink.

 

My cat thought we were playing some cat game when I was trying to make the bed,

so she kept attacking the sheets and hiding underneath them.

It made making the bed significantly more difficult, but she was so cute that there

was absolutely no way I could even be mad.

For now, I'm just waiting on my husband to get back from work, and I'm probably

going to do a load of laundry and finish the dishes. Who knew I could ever

be so domestic?

That's it for today.

John 16:33.