Baby D

Pregnancy perfection. That is this girl right here. I've never been pregnant nor have I been around a lot of pregnant people, but Brittney is a little champion of a pregnant person. She is due Wednesday, and I have not heard one complaint from her. She makes pregnancy look like a walk in the park. Just yesterday, I asked her how she was feeling and if she thought the baby would be here soon. She said she thought it would be soon because her back was hurting after she was on her feet a bit. She's been carrying that baby around for months and is just now complaining of back pain. You go Brittney Bear. I was really hoping I would have to tell Baby D that her mama was a weenie, but you've proved me wrong:)

(At Brittney's baby shower. I made those poms from a tutorial found on Pinterest)

Nothing says Happy Valentine's Day like my favorite chicken soup from my favorite Mexican restaurant. Mr. Broome was working in New Jersey for Valentine's Day. I enjoyed the evening studying and doing dinner with my mom. Andy spent the evening in the hotel restaurant with cheese sticks and the bartender. I'd say we missed each other a little. We are making up for the separation Saturday with a date night in ATL.

Mr. Broome says my Valentine gift was the J.Crew Minni pants I purchased last week.

They're my favorite.

Ignore that mess in the background. Mornings are not meant for making the bed. These pants are bright bluish/purple. I am completely in like with the colored pants trend.

I sent this picture to Mr. Broome to say "look at my Valentine pants." His response was "You're cute!"

Sounds like a telephonic conversational heart to me.

Mr. Broome is home now of course enabling my sleep routine to resume without waking up in silent fear that something is under our bed or outside the window. When will I ever grow up?

It's the weekend, finally. I never thought it would come. Have a good one!



From my Valentine

(hehehe)

Love you Mr. Broome.

SweetH20 Sweetheart Half Marathon

This was Holly's first half- marathon and my third.

It was insano.

It was a trail run, meaning, we ran, hiked, and navigated small rock filled pathways. For her first half- marathon, Holly did amazingly well. She had never run more than six miles and she kept ahead of me the entire time. I was amazed. The temperature dropped as the morning progressed leaving us freezing, but it was fun and as always.. I felt amazing when we were done. Pushing myself hard through a good work out always leads to immediate satisfaction.Once I can feel my toes again, of course.

No joke. Everyone should run one.

Holly said she would be with me on the next goal of running a marathon(I know, how many times have I said I was going to do it??).

Oh yes,

(via ali edwards )

I found this on pinterest. I love the quote and wish it were a print on Etsy. Reminds me of "try try again," but put more eloquently.



Yesterday was a doosey.

I went home to check on Betsy at lunch to make sure she wasn't on the new sectional, which she was. Betsy the princess lap dog trapped in a giants body thinks she can lay anywhere she wants but she has another thing coming to her.

Anyway, back to that
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On my way back to the office, this dude pulled out in front of me.

Seriously, my first car accident that didn't qualify as a "fender bender" and wasn't my fault.

I repeat.

This wasn't my fault.

Thank the Lord for that and my safety of course. It all happened in slow motion and I really thought as it was happening that the guy in the other car might be seriously hurt, but he wasn't. Thank you Lord, he was ok!

I felt bad for the kid I hit. He was young, worked at Wendy's and went to West GA. He reminded me of me, in college in the sense that I didn't obey traffic laws consciously and I didn't have a fabulous car and often times I wondered if my parents we're going to kill me.

Can you believe the difference in damage? Seriously unbelievable. My car got the better end of that deal. Dear Chevrolet,

Thank you for this sturdy hoss of a car.

Sincerely,

It wasn't my fault(because let's face it, it usually is)

I really am thankful to be ok and even more thankful that Mr. It was his fault is ok. As a side note, I find myself often asking the Lord to increase my faith in all situations and yesterday He proved Himself to do so. He is good all the time. My prayer coming away from it is that the other guy would know this too.

Two weekends ago we had the pleasure of going to the Blue Jean Ball with friends Ben and Elizabeth and Blake and Kirsten. It was a ball, literally. Mr. Broome pulled out cowboy boots I never knew he owned. They had made their home at his parents house and he went to get them for the occasion.

Don't send them back Mr. Broome.. I really like you looking like a cowboy.

Happy weekend to everyone.

I signed up to run a half marathon tomorrow without having done any training runs! At 28 degrees in the morning, I am not looking forward to it!

Friday night, after a long week of work and studying, I cooked a really healthy meal.

Oh ok, no it wasn't healthy. Taco soup, buffalo chicken dip, and cake batter rice krispy treats.

It was good, that's all that matters at the end of a week like this.

My mom had a long week too and needed to calories just as bad as I did...

It was a nice little dinner.

Mr. Broome pulled something in his back while moving the old sofas out of the house today. He also noticed his hair is "thinning." Sounds like a 30 year old's problem to me:) Ohhh just kidding.



(Dutch Industrial Coffee Table)

Sigh...

In plans to revamp the den, I find myself stuck on Restoration Hardware's website.

Then I come to my cents senses and begin the hunt for something similar that won't make Mr. Broome say "Why do we need a baaazillion dollar coffee table??"

We don't Mr. Broome.

We need one just like it.

(Overstock)

(Overstock)

Oh yes and did you know Overstock is $2.95 to ship?

I call that a deal my friends.