Weekend Fun!

With Christmas coming up, we are on the hunt for our famous Christmas pajamas! Brigham and I took advantage of our Friday night and went exploring to Target. We grabbed some popcorn and an ICEE and went searching. After looking for some pjs for our enire family, I think we found the perfect pair.... ONEPIECES! After a little convincing, I got Brigham to try them on with me! We walked around and looked at what we wanted for Christmas. It was a perfect night.

Yesterday was pretty bad. I woke up vomitting and Brig had to go to work. After laying on the bathroom floor all day, Brig finally came home around 5! After vomitting some more, I finally was caving some Cold Stone! With it being 41 degrees outside, we had to layer up! We traveled to Arlington because it did not have traffic. After a 15 minute ride, we arived at Six Flags and realized that the Cold Stone was IN Six Flags. Oh, did I mention that I was wearing sweats two sizes big, a sweatjacket, and slippers? So, we decided to drive to Dallas and try that one. Well, after a 30 minute car ride we arrived to this high end mall. I am talking Tiffany's, Bebe, and many more stores that I have never heard of. It had a pond with actual ducks in it and huge sculptures up for display. I sat in the car and begged Brig to not make me go in. After a little convincing, he got me to go in. I was so embarrassed. My hair had not been washed for 5 days, I wasn't even wearing real shoes!!! Oh, and I have been vomitting for the last 12 hours. I hid behind Brig for the most part, but was still so embarrassed. We managed to get our Cold Stone and that is all that matters! I love nights where we just drive around and talk about random things. I love my life and I love my ice cream!!!!

Late Nights and Rainy Days

I always knew that Brigham was a "social butterfly". For about two weeks he kept asking if we could have this guy and his girlfriend come over for dinner; his friend is in his aviation class. After getting over the flew and trying to find the right time for it, we finally had them over for dinner. I made Mash Potatoes, Broccoli, steaks, gravy, and rice crispy treats! What a menu! My kitchen was destroyed, but everything turned out so amazing! We ate dinner and played Taboo! They did not leave until about 11:30. I saw how exhausted Brigham was and told him to go to bed and I would clean up and wash the dishes. I know, I am too nice ;) I finally got to bed at 1:30 and Brigham was out. I woke up the next morning to the cutest little message on my fridge. I love my husband!

So much rain has fallen! I love it, but don't. Small town rain smells so much better! Well, the other night, we came out of Walmart and it was POURING! Well, I should say flooding. The water was up to my ankles! I had Brig run for the car and I tried my best to keep up! I felt like I was running with flippers on. We made it safe to the car and soaking wet. Bring on the rainy weather!

One year later....

I wanted to type a little message today before the day was up. It is currently 11:57 PM, and I am positive by the time I post this it will say that I posted it on the 12th, but I wanted to add that I typed it on 11-11-15. Today we hit one year since Brigham asked me to marry him. How? Time is flying by. I love reading back in my journal to see where we were a year ago. I still can't get over how far I have come. I don't like to think back to my high school years too often because I made a ton of dumb choices. Thinking back to two years ago, I was no where near dating a nice guy. I wasn't even near to becoming the person I am today. I made lots of silly things in high school.. okay maybe dumb... and I just can't help but feel so grateful for my life. When I first met Brigham, I had this feeling that I was going to marry him. I knew right there that sometime and somewhere this guy and I will meet and we will fall in love. I thought I was silly, but I knew that it was going to happen. I remember telling my mom that night, that I met my husband. Well, looks like I can tell the future. I remember telling Brigham about this when we started talking about marriage, and he did not think I was crazy. He even told me that he looked at me and knew that this girl (me) would be a huge part in my life. I mean, I knew right away, but he had to think about it... but women are always smarter than men, so it is okay. Well, today I grateful. Grateful for a loving husband, a wonderful life, a bright future, and potential. I always felt so crazy for going from dating, to engagement, then to marriage all within 4 months. But, I knew and know that it was what needed to happen. A part of me wants to get more sentimental right now, but my eyes are barely staying open! My husband is everything I ever need in life and he is the greatest thing that had ever happened to me. We complete each other. It is silly, but I swear! We read each others minds and we just know what the other needs and we do our best to fulfill those needs. We are perfect. I can't wait to see what the future hold for us and to see where we go. Cheers to the many memories we have made and for the many more to come. I love you Brig!

Sweats, Top Knot, and Glasses; Just Another Day at the Payne Residents

I think that the title basically explained it all. After a week of being sick, today was the day I was going to get my life together and possibly shower. The only times I leave my house is if I need to babysit, go grocery shopping, or go to the gym. Those three things possibly did not happen last week. With a terrible sleep schedule, due to not feeling well, I basically was a bum. Sometimes I like it, but sometimes I feel bad for my husband. After waking up after 8 hours of sleep, I decided I was going to get things done today; like possibly the laundry, grocery shopping, and maybe even a little bit of deep cleaning. Guess who did not do any of that? ME! Instead I went to work (in my office downstairs) and sat there all day. Isn't my life exciting? I took a little break to make some lunch, and then I realized... I haven't washed my hair in over a week AND I have been wearing the same sweats and T-Shirt for the past week. In my defense, I didn't leave anywhere in them. I took my hair out to redo it and it was literally stuck in the shape of a top knot bun! How does this happen? I laughed at Brig when I was telling the story and he replies, "what do you expect? You have been wearing that same hair do for the past week." The truth hurts. Obviously seeing that my husband needed some attention, I told him that I would go upstairs and change so we could go grab some pizza for dinner (really only so I didn't have to cook anything). I come down in my same ol' t-shirt, BUT did put on some yoga pants that actually fitted me, and re did my bun. I call this progress. Well we basically traveled all over the world to get pizza because at first I wanted Jimmy Fallon Ice Cream, but did not bring any spoons to eat it in the car. Eventually we made it to Dominoes for our yummy and fattening pizza. Brig and I have this thing, we love to look at houses. So in the spur of the moment, I decided to make this a date! A very casual and comfy date that is. We grabbed our pizza and drove around Irving to find a house that we would one day own. Surprisingly, you will find very rare houses for sale or for rent. We talked about how rich we are going to be and dreamed how one day we will live a a big gated community! I know, but a girl can dream! I love these moments. I am not one to go on a big fancy date because it's nothing but dressing up to be normal for one night. I am not normal. Normal people don't bathe 2 times a day and not wash there hair. I'm not normal. And I am okay with this. Brig and I spend hours at night just sitting on the couch watching a tv show or playing card games with each other. We love to be chill or lazy... whichever you prefer. I love my life and I love my husband. I can't help but get a little giddy just talking about this. So here is to the sleepless nights, the smelly hair, slept on makeup, and lazy wear. I am the happiest I have ever been and cannot imagine my life any different.

The Texas Life

A new start, a new life, and a new home. Texas is nothing that I thought it would have been.. it's even better! I remember my very first Sunday in our new ward. I begged Brigham all morning to not make us go because I did not want to have to meet people. He finally gave me the "Fine, if you really want to ditch out on your Sunday Meetings, then we will." I slightly felt like this was a trap. So we decided to go. We showed up 10 minutes early because we did not really know where it was, so I made Brigham park in the very back of the parking lot so no one would see that we were just hiding out in our car. I was panicking... I could not even go to the Dentist without asking my mom to come with, there was no way I could walk into that church building full of strangers! Three minutes until church started, what was I going to do? Brigham finally ended up dragging me into church. There was a nice old man at the door handing out programs; he looked nice. As we walk past him, I saw him out of the corner of my eye following us. I was clenching Brigham's hand whispering that some old guy was following us. We quickly took our seat and the man walked up to us to hand us a program. He noticed that we were new and asked us of our names, I don't even think I said my name right. I don't remember when I became this shy. I guess I got so use to living in a town where I knew everyone. This change was too big for me. After sacrament meeting, they bishop asked us to meet outside in the foyer to get our information. We talked with the first counselor for a while and discussed callings. Callings? So soon? I immediately said that I loved the nursery. I think I even mentioned how my comfort zone is either old people or kids that can barely talk. After this questioning session, I convinced Brigham that we could leave. So we did. Later that week we spent some time putting together our house. I remember walking through Walmart (defiantly not like the ones back at home) and crying because nobody would smile or say excuse me. What is my problem? This small town girl was not meant for the big world, it just wasn't happening. Well the next Sunday comes and we get called as nursery leaders! YAY! I could do this. While going to the nursery, this mom stopped and talked to me. After only a few seconds of talking, she realized that I was from her hometown... what are the odds? She invited us over the next night and we just hung out with her and her husband. I started feeling good about this ward. 3 months in and I love it! Is it bad to say, that I don't even miss Thatcher? This ward is so awesome and generous. Once a month we do a girls night and go out of town to eat or have desserts at someone's house. I am constantly making new friends. Brigham and I couldn't be happier to be in this ward; it was just what we (I) needed.

I really enjoy typing. For the past month I have been hesitant to start blogging again. I didn't want to catch up on all those months that I missed, it just seemed like so much time. Well, I decided to forget about it and stay present. Today I accepted defeat. Not only because I decided to blog, but because my lunch was a failure. This week has been a hard week for me to get back to normal. After Vegas I decided that I just want sleep. Instead of waking up at 6 A.M. with my husband, I decided to sleep in until possibly 10. Don't judge. Well, today I decided that I needed to make Brigham lunch... so bean flips it was! I got everything out and started buttering the tortillas and what do you know, I drop the tortillas face down on the floor. Yay, I love buttery floors. I told myself that I was going to make Brigham lunch, whether it was good or bad. I placed the tortilla onto the pan and it started sizzling. I go to grab a spoonful of beans and dropped it onto the floor. Why does today hate me? I sucked it up and grabbed some more. Put it on the tortilla and went to fold it in half, and what do you know, the tortilla was basically fried to the pan. How does this happen? I scrapped it off and folded it in half and put it in the microwave. I started the second one and spilled the cheese all over the floor. Sorry Brigham, we are eating off the floor today. I finally got both of them finished before Brigham walked in from school. The house may have smelt like smoke and was foggy. Brigham laughed and said, "Hmmmm... smells delicious." I dropped the food into the garbage and said, "Don't ask, we are going to Taco Bell." To me, it was the thought that counts. I knew I would make an awesome Shepard's Pie and could redeem myself at dinner. I got a little crazy and decided to make homemade mash potatoes! I have never done this before! Well, they turned out awesome... I may have eaten half the potatoes before Brigham got home from work... but I still had a nice dinner ready!