Birthdays

My Ty Baby's 21, all grown up.

I wish everyone could meet Tyler. He acts all shy and everything, but I promise he's not. He's crazy and freak'n hilarious. He makes me laugh every single day. He's also probably the greatest boy I've ever met. I'd go crazy without him. I blogged once about him here. I'd watch all the videos if I were you. It will make you smile.

Since it was Tyler's birthday, we obviously had to make a fort. We made it perfect so we could watch TV while we were in it. It was sweet.





Jealous? I thought so.

Wishin' and Hopin'

I best be writing on my blog more often, or I'm going to have a pretty bare book.

Me + Tyler + School + No work lately = The poorest couple I know. Not lying. But for that one day when Tyler is finally done school, I have plenty of things I want.

1. A cute little cottage house in the woods. I think it sounds dreamy and romantic.



2. A bullboxer. I die every time I see one. I've never seen one in real life, but these pictures make me squeel.



Of course, he'll never replace Chevy. Chevy is our numero uno.

3. Everything that's in Anthropologie, and I mean everything. All the house things are magical, including their doorknobs.



4. A grand piano. I love my keyboard, but I would really love this. In my cottage in the woods. It would be perfect.



And I could go on and on for probably another zillion (approximately) pages, but I'll stop there. I would be one happy girl if I got even one thing on my list. One day, right?

But You Love To Cuddle

New Year's Resolution No. 1: Be a better blogger.

I don't keep a journal. Maybe I should start a journal because blogs stress me out. I can think about a post for days in my head (literally days) trying to think of what to write. But here's my little motivation. Turning my blog into a book sounds pretty prime to me, so (hint hint TYLER), for Christmas next year, that's what I'm asking for.

New Year's Resolution No. 2: Relax.

I stress out over everything. Tyler had a test the other day, and I'm pretty sure I was more stressed about it than he was, and that's not because he wasn't stressed about it because he was freaking out too.
I stress about work, I stress about visiting teachers coming, I stress about my house being clean, I stress about keeping New Year's Resolutions. Burt, RELAX.

Good thing I have Ty to keep me calmed down most of the time. Take, for example, last week. I went to bed stressed about who knows what, and when I'm stressed I am a brat and SUPER annoying to be with. Tyler went to cuddle me, and I was not in the mood. There was absolutely no way, but then out of nowhere Tyler says in this most puzzled voice I've ever heard(seriously so confused) "Burt, but you love to cuddle with your Ty Baby." Freak, Tyler, how am I supposed to say no to that? I do love cuddling with my Ty Baby, and what can't a little cuddling fix? Nothing. It fixes everything, I assure you.

So this year, Brittney is relaxed. I think on the Lulu bags it says that stress is related to 99% of all illness or something like that? That's ridiculous.

So here's to relaxing this year.
This is the best picture of the year, am I right people? (Am I right people was definitely stolen from MTV Live. I laugh my face off every day watching that. I advise everyone to watch it)