Instaupdate, because I'm sick and lazy.

I can tell I'm becoming a true blogger again when I start doing the "lazy girl post" of updating you via my Instagram. In my defense, Instagram is my best documentation of my life, since I'm a crappy blogger, Facebooker, Twitterer...you name it, I socially suck at it. Except Instagram. So here you go.

1 & 2. Kendall's candid reaction when he saw Biff for the first time after we came home from Washington. Swooooon sweetest thing ever.
3 & 4. Healthy food. I may do a whole post on my struggle with this. Stay tuned.
5 & 6. That time we found a bunny in our backyard and gave it to our brother and sister-in-law. And hair up. And I love dancing. And HP scarves I pretend are ASU scarves so I don't look like a nerd when I secretly am.
7 & 8. Sundays. We have church at 8:30 now, so the rest of our day is spent cuddling, taking walks, or going for long drives with our poopsies. It's the best kind of sabbath I could have asked for.

You can see all my dumb smart pictures if you follow me on Instagram: @brittanylewwhoo.

Humbled.

I'm going to take another pause in catching up to talk about the present.

Today I spent a lot of time thinking about my husband. I was having a gross sick day, and even though I wasn't feeling good I felt the need to pull my little tush out of bed and drag myself through my classes. By the end of the six hours, not only was I sicker than I started, but I missed Kendall incredibly. I started to think about the gifts I could give him for his birthday and Valentine's Day, and on my way home I even called him to see how his day went since he had to go to class sick, too.

When I finally walked through the door, directly in front of me this sat, waiting for me to stumble upon.

Lately, I've been so focused on holidays and gifts and material things that I have forgotten what is most important. In Kendall's sweet letter, he wrote about how he can't wait to start our eternal family together and how happy he is that I am his wife. This simple, thoughtful gift brought me back to reality and helped me realize what's most important.

I am so in love with my husband and happy that I found someone who can ground me. He is my perfect balance because he constantly reminds me to put Christ at the center. He is a man that thinks of eternal things before temporal things - a trait that I fell for immediately. I cried the moment I walked through the door, knowing that the man who had left this precious gift for me was mine forever.

In case you didn't already know, I adore you Kendall, and I love you more than you know.

Speaking of New Year's...

On New Year's Eve this year, Kendall began to scribble away on a small notepad, stopping every few minutes to put on his "I'm thinking really hard" face. Upon asking him why he was making such a face, he informed me that he was making a list, a list that was meant to last all year, and that he really meant it this time. 

Now, I've heard of these so called "New Year's resolutions," but I had never personally tried said resolutions. A year is a long time to commit to no chocolate or signing up for a gym you'll go to twice a month. But, Kendall decided that it was time that we both get serious about the New Year, and so began my own scribbling and "I'm thinking really hard" face. 

We decided on thirteen resolutions for '13.

I'm getting fancy up in here. Anyways.

1. Read scriptures everyday.

2. Go to the temple at least once a month.

3. No soda.

4. No junk food.

5. Exercise everyday - not tomorrow.

6. Focus on school and do all things on time.

7. Make time to be romantic.

8. Blog more.

9. Finish cleaning the house.

10. Be more organized.

11. Practice guitar everyday.

12. Learn a new hymn on the piano each week.

13. Pray always.

So, now that it's February (happy Groundhog Day!), I can actually give an accountability report about how I'm doing. Thirteen is a lot, and each of these has taken me a little bit of time to get used to. A year seems like a long time, but it makes my resolve to get things done that much stronger. I may slip up sometimes, but the main difference this list has made for me this year is that slipping up isn't giving up. I haven't failed because I had a cupcake the day after my birthday when I said I wouldn't. I haven't failed because I couldn't exercise the day I had a migraine.

So if you made resolutions, I just want you to know that I know they're hard and I know it's uncomfortable, but it's worth it. And other people are suffering right along with you. I'm suffering along with you. The most important thing is that we are trying to better ourselves, and even if we "slip up," failure is not an option this year.

What are your resolutions this year?