A day in the life, part two.

Headband: Forever 21; Shirt: borrowed, thrifted; Jeans: AE; Shoes: gifted, Toms

Yesterday morning, Kendall and I had our first talks in our new ward where we live. This wasn't my first time giving a talk in church, but it was still nerve-racking to be speaking in front of a bunch of people I hadn't gotten the chance to meet yet, and unlike the last time I spoke, I only had an outline of what I wanted to say. After I finished, Kendall gave his talk, and it was over, just like that. As people were complimenting us, all I could think about was how proud and lucky I am to have such an amazing, spiritual husband.

The point I'm trying to make is not to brag, but to show how we live our lives day-to-day. Before we headed off to church yesterday morning, we got in a little argument. I don't want to make my life out to seem perfect or unrealistic. We fight, and it sucks, and sometimes it hurts. But why talk about all the little fights when at the end of the day we're grateful for each other and we are able to appreciate the little day-to-day things? With each little tiff, I learn a little bit more how to appreciate my husband and be a better wife. Making up after a fight is what allows me to see him in a positive light at church and to post such happy, braggy blog posts. Because our after-fights usually look a little something like this:

I know that this is a hot topic among bloggers lately -- not wanting to give off a false sense of themselves to others. What do you do to avoid making your blog too fairytale-esque?

Salt Lake City dreamin'...

I mentioned in once that I wouldn't feel like a real Mormon until I visited Salt Lake City, and saw the beautiful temple that everyone always raves about. And that's exactly what we did on our trip! The whole reason for our trip was to attend Kendall's best friend's wedding. Although I wasn't able to attend the sealing ceremony inside the temple, I was able to spend the entire day (with Selah) in Temple Square, exploring this wondrous new land. Kendall told Selah that the temple was "Cinderella's Castle" and that we had to wait outside for the princess because she was getting married inside.

A conversation between me and a 3-year-old:

Selah: I want to get married!

Me: Oh yeah? Who do you want to marry?

Selah: Kendall!

Me: Nice choice. Do you want to marry him in the castle?

Selah: Nope. It's too dirty!

Kids say the darndest things, ya'll.

(Don't worry, I explained to her that it wasn't really dirty, but made out of rocks that made it look dirty. Then she was ok marrying Kendall in the castle!)

Needless to say, it was breathtaking. After the temple sealing, we rushed off to get ready for the reception, which was a blast! Colin and Alison are amazing and I'm so happy for them and excited for them to start their new life together, and be crazy-awesome newly weds like us!

It was like going to Disneyland, but better. And if you know how much I love Disneyland, you know it must be unfathomable how much I loved the Salt Lake City temple.

P.S., I've been getting a lot of questions about how to contact me. Hopefully I'll be getting a new layout soon with quick and easy links to all those things, but for now I'm going to post all my contact info here, on my "Me." page. Can't wait to talk to ya'll!

The one you've been waiting for.

{shirt: Forever 21; cardigan: DownEast Basics; ring: Forever 21}

Today was a beautiful day in Mesatown. I got to wear a cardigan for the first time!

But that's not what this post is about.

For almost 8 months now, I have been deeply interested in a book.

It was something I never thought, in my wildest dreams, that I would read.

But one day, on a large rock in a forest, I had an experience that I could never forget.

I could not let go of that small whisper.

So, against everything I had ever believed, I read.

After I read, I spoke. I learned. I cried.

I felt unbelievable happiness, calmness, and comfort.

I believed.

On September 24th, 2011, I was baptized a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.

It's something I've been scared to talk about on my blog because of the way people treated me when they found out. But I'm not scared anymore.

I know I'm the same person, the same Brittany; I'm just much happier than I ever have been!

I know I belong.

If you want to learn more about my church, go here.

I really miss blogging.

And I'm going to try and get back into the swing of things.

My life has been one big rollercoaster ride after another, I just haven't had time to sit and think!

But I think about blogging all the time.

And what my next post is going to be about.

And hopefully, now that I'm functioning properly once again, I will be able to bring beautiful posts back into your lives! Aren't you excited? I know, me too.

Thank you to all of you who commented on my post last week, it feels so good to know that you guys care.

I guess I should finish the rest of my story.

I was pretty much a mess the entire week after the break up.

I couldn't eat. I couldn't be around people. I couldn't talk.

I felt all week that I hadn't gotten the chance to have my say on things. To tell him he was wrong and that I knew it was true in my heart.

That Sunday I got that chance.

I went to his house and told him everything that I had been keeping from him all week.

The answer from him was a resounding no. This isn't going to happen.

I cried, I left, for church.

On my way to church I felt an overwhelming calm come over me, a comforting feeling.

I haven't cried since.

Perfect.

Do you ever just feel really good after church?

Like nothing could ever go wrong again?

Like the whole world is rainbows and butterflies, and unicorns are our only means of transportation?

That's exactly how I felt yesterday.

I don't know why, but after church yesterday I had an overwhelming joy. I felt the Spirit so much for some reason. And nothing significant happened. There were no incredibly moving talks. No amazing lessons. Just being there was incredible. Just sitting in the Presence was amazing. And being with people who have the same beliefs as me, it was freeing.

"The perfect church service would be the one we were almost unaware of; our attention would have been on God."

*Qutote by CS Lewis.

Sunday Drive.

I really love driving Penny. It's the only time that I'm alone and get to think and sing and not worry about what someone is going to say to me or want me to do.
I love driving Penny, especially on Sundays. I sing hymns and enjoy the air blowing on my face.
Driving to church, the place where everything seems to make sense when nothing else does.
I'm not gonna lie, my hair looked dang good too.

With my crazy weeks, I feel like I get no time to myself.
I think I might do some online retail therapy tomorrow to relieve some stress.
And maybe get some Yodipity.
Or maybe Jake will take me on a date.
Who knows!

Happy Sunday!

What entertains me when I'm sick.

♥ Big Boy is funny when he sleeps.

♥ I don't know why I waited so long to read this. It was tucked away in some corner, so when I found it today I sat right back down and read it.

♥ I practiced ukulele on Friday with my best friend, Katie!

♥ Watching movies with my dad.

♥ My puppy. Can't you tell he's tuckered out from entertaining me all day?

♥ Scriptures.

Hope you're all feeling well this fine weekend!

"Tis healthy to be sick sometimes."

*Henry David Thoreau.

Feeling Easter-y.

Quick update since I have homework to do!

{pearls: Forever; blouse: Charlotte; belt: Forever; jeans: Hollister Laguna Skinny; boots: borrowed, Charlotte}

I love the Easter Pageant!

It's such a beautiful story about our savior. I definitely get a little teary eyed and then try to hide it from everyone else who is also trying to hide their tears from me.

I had such a good time walking around the temple and watching the pageant with Katie.

Even if she won't send me all the pictures from it because she doesn't like them.

That's why my camera needs to be fixed, like now!

Then I can put up any picture I want to! MUAHAHAHA.

After the pageant, Yodip was having 25% off, so of course me and Katie had to go get some.

I love looking at all the pictures the people draw there while eating my delicious yogurt.

Because it is delish.

Hope yall's Tuesday is going well!

PS; I'm wearing jeans today because I found out that I lost ten pounds over Lent, so I felt like celebrating by not wearing my usual skirt!

Woot me!

Reflections of the weekend

My weekends as of late have all been so hectic. Fortunately, I like doing things with friends and family, because normally i hatehatehate being busy! Since I still don't have a camera, there's no pictures (sad face!), but I'll break down the weekend for you.

Friday:

We had dinner at my grandma's. I wish I had a picture, because it literally looked and tasted like we were eating at a five star restaurant. Crabs and shrimp and salmon, oh my!

Saturday:

My baby cousin, Sofia Graciela Lewis, was baptized! I love seeing families grow closer to Christ. I went to IHOP with my dad, which I wish was called IHOW, because waffles are so much better. Just sayin'. That afternoon we went to my aunt and uncles for presents and cake for the baptism.

That night I went out with some friends to celebrate my best friend Vincent's birthday! We had delicious food at Kabuki, and then we went and saw the not-so-scary movie, Insidious. It's supposed to be worse than Paranormal Activity, but don't believe that for a second! If you want to be scared out of your wits and possibly need to change your pants afterwards, stick to Paranormal Activity.

After that, we went back to Vincent's and watched A Very Potter Musical for some giggles. It is perfection.

Sunday:

I finally got to sleep in. I love sleeping 11 hours in one night. It's so refreshing after only sleeping 3 hours a night all the week long.

Church was amazing as usual.

And now I'm off to finish my homework that I thought would be fun to leave all for Sunday. Sometimes my brain deceives me by telling me things are good ideas when they're not!

Reflection:

Ok, I don't want to sound like a parent, but this is what I learned from the weekend. Do your homework! Don't procrastinate. I really have a bad habit of it! I really think that if there were a prize for it, I would win every year. Or every month. Or every millisecond.

Most importantly, I learned that in order to be a true follower of Christ, you must be Christ-like. Someone in church today said "Even if you may not understand what they are doing at the time, if you ask yourself how you can be Christ-like toward them, it will help you understand." People aren't always going to understand the choices we make. People aren't always going to understand the experiences you have. But if someone is truly Christ-like, they will love you and support you no matter what. They won't tell you you are wrong and to ask God to change your heart. They will embrace your for the decisions you make, despite the decisions they are making.

On that note, here's a little clip I'd love you to see.

Happy weekend!