I just met you..and this is crazy!

Sometimes we think we are hilarious. So we take videos of ourselves acting out song lyrics. This is probably only funny to us, but I wanted to share it anyways. I think I want to start making more videos with this fella. I think it will be funny to watch them years from now and laugh about how dorky in love we are.

 

xoxo,

A+J

Letters

 

Dear Mr. Miller,

 

I spend most of my time at work writing letters to you in my head. We always were the letter writing type. I always start my letters with "I love you" because really that's the summation of everything. So, I love you.

The anniversary of our engagement is coming up soon. How has a year already passed since you asked, and I told you I'd be yours forever? It seems like just yesterday we were on that ferris wheel imagining our beautiful future. November will always be one of my favorites because of those memories. My favorite season, 11/11,ferris wheels,merry go rounds, wishes. Thanks for making me wait so that our day could be extra special. I still mean my wish...and I know you still mean yours. I spent a lot of my days wishing for someone like you.

I love being married to you. Every single day is an adventure. I live with my best friend...does it get any better. I love dreaming of the future with you.

Lastly, I always end my letters with I love you because you can never hear it too much. So I love you Mr. Miller. You're the sprinkles on top and the very best part.

 

-Mrs. Miller

Weekends are for Lovers

 

I really love this guy.

I want to start getting back into blogging so that I can have a record of all the adventures the fella and I go on. Currently, I am listening to new Taylor Swift and wishing it were still the weekend. Saturday the fella and I had a cubscout activity to attend. I'm the one who's over the cubbies, but he's a good sport and came with. I am convinced that this calling is a sign that we are going to have a massive amount of little boys. I'm working on my little boy mothering skills for sure.

We learned about indians, cooked outside, and went on a hike. It was suprisingly pretty fun and the boys weren't toooo crazy.

 

After we got back from our scouting adventure, we decided to go on a date. Oh how I love date nights. We decided on sandwiches-so we ate at Mcallisters. Josh fell madly in love with his french dip. Mine was just ok. Should have gone with the carby massive cheese covered potato. Then we headed to the movies. We saw Taken 2 and I only covered my eyes for half of the movie. I love it, but it made me super nervous. Movies are so much better with husbands. Instead of awkwardly hiding my face under a stranger's shirt...I get to do that to my husband. At the end of the movie the entire "Taken" family goes out for ice cream. So josh decided that he needed to take me out for ice cream too. Mint chocolate chip really hit the spot.

 

I think I need to start writing down some of Josh's hilarious quotes. This boy makes me laugh 24/7. Too bad I usually forget all the funny things he says. I'll work on it.

 

xoxo,

Mrs. Miller

Are we friends.

Lately, I have been struggling with the word sincerity. Friendships used to be so much easier. We were friends if we joked and laughed together. We were friends because we spent our lifes togehter. We were friends if we grew up together. Now the friendship boundaries are not as clear. Obviously my husband is my best friend, but I am not talking about him right now. I am talking about others who are apart of my life or at one point were. I am having a hard time identifying what a sincere friendship is since starting this new chapter of my life.

Feelings are such a weird thing. I have been thinking this morning of all the friends I don't talk to on a regular basis anyone. Some of them I still consider friends and others...I wouldn't label them as such. What makes that difference? Even if I don't talk to certain friends everyday, I can still feel there sincerity when we do get the chance to catch up. Those that I still consider friends have a way of showing me that they have a interest in what's going on in my life and they make sure I know how they are. The feelings that I am struggling with now are the "friends" who no longer appear sincere to me. Maybe they don't take the opportunity to really listen to me or to inform me about what's happening in their life. Can I be friends with someone if I don't even know the details of the BIG events in their life?

All of these thoughts leave me wondering if it's my fault or part my fault. Am I also being insincere? Maybe so. I recently was assigned a project in class to have a meaningful conversation with a stranger of a different culture. I chose a sweet older lady from church who I had only said a casual good morning to. After our first "interview" or conversation, I was on cloud nine. Our conversation was so open, honest, and meaningful. After we talked for over an hour, this relative strangerr stood up and hugged me like I was her own granddaughter. I felt loved. Not many times in life do we get the opportunity to get to know a stranger on such a personal level. Or is it that we don't take the time to? I'm leaning more towards the second.

I wrote this post mainly to straighten out my feelings on friendship. Maybe it's time that I start to water the friendships that have started to wilt. If I show how much the friendship of others means to me, maybe I will receive love in return. Cheers to learning what it means to be a friend and have a friend.

 

XOXO, Amanda

 

Birthday

 

 

 

 

This past Saturday was my 21st birthday. I was so blessed to be able to spend the weekend with people I love. On Thursday the birthday celebration started with a visit from my mom. We ate at Cracker Barrel. That hashbrown casserole gets me every single time. I also love the little country store. It always reminds me of my grandmother with its abundance of apple decor. The smell of Fall always brings memories of her as well. After eating we went to the mall to spend some money. My mom spoils me. A lot. Mostly I just enjoyed spending the day with the woman who made me. Oh, and it didn't hurt that she brought me my favorite cake.

 

On Friday, Josh had a special surprise for me. He called me and told me to pack an overnight bag. I had no idea what to bring because I had no clue where we were going. When he got home he made me close my eyes for like 30 mins so that he could wrap my presents and get things together. We ended up staying the night in Shreveport, La. Our hotel room was a check off of my bucket list. Guys, it had a jacuzzi...in the room. We ate the most yummy mexican food of my life, watched football (i like it ok?!), got fancy cupcakes, and attempted to go swimming (BRR). It was the best night.

 

Saturday, I woke up to even more surprises. We went to hotel breakfast. Can I just say I love eating hotel breakfast. Especially when they have cool pancake making machines. Then we ventured out to do a little shopping. We visited with my father-in-law as well. Josh then took me to my last surprise. A paint your own pottery studio. I have always wanted to go to this place. It was so much fun. I painted a "You are Special" plate for our family and josh painted an owl for our Fall decor. It took us way longer than we thought it would, but still so fun. Afterwards we were starving. It took us forever to find a place to eat that wasn't crowded to the max. Subway saved me you guys! The rest of the night was relaxed.

 

Sunday I got my traditional Birthday dinner. Husband is a good little chef. I'd hire him. Good thing I married him.

 

Birthday weekend was a success! Now it's time to prepare for HALLOWEEN!!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

xoxo, Amanda

Remember that time...

Last week when our pipes got all clogged and the washer flooded our kitchen. Less our handy dandy apartment man came to the rescue. Josh left me alone with him.It was awkward. I asked if I could use his vacuum...he said no. But our pipes are fixed. hooray!

Remember that time...

We had fish babies. Those itty bitty bodies and big eyes. I never thought I would be a grandmother so young. And then...fish babies got eaten by big babies. Sad day.

Remember that time...

Josh and I didn't turn on the tv for an entire day. We talked about funny random childhood memories all night. The awkward best years of ever. Yeah that was my favorite night.

xoxox,

Amanda Brooke

PS- sorry for the lack of pictures. My camera and I are in an argument at the moment. Hopefully all will be resolved soon.

Ramblings of a procrastinator

I should be writing a paper as I sit here catering to gym participants at work, but I'm not. I woke up this morning a whiner. If you asked, I would have told you all the things that were ultimately wrong with the morning. When I got to work a strange man walked out of the men's locker room. I should have been frightened and alarmed,but I just starred at him like, "Get outta here fool!" I almost gave one of my workers the hand. You know the "girl just stop" hand. My day started to get better though. You may be thinking magic...roses and daisies...inspiring stuff....yeah, I'm pretty sure it was the dr pepper. A couple sips of this bad boy and I am good to go.

Here's to hoping that your day is happy. If it's not....go to the nearest vending machine...insert monies...and get some medicine from THE Dr.

xoxo,

Amanda Brooke