tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29777028458661324222024-02-07T05:25:52.684-08:00Crazy boring lifeBrittanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06519228514100675276noreply@blogger.comBlogger144125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977702845866132422.post-64919650594080256302012-01-18T14:20:00.000-08:002012-01-18T14:21:47.561-08:00I suck at blogging but here is what has been up in the last few monthsIt has been so long since I have posted. Life has been a very big trial for my family these last few months. I had a surgery to fix my adhesion problems on 11-11-11. During the surgery they found a hernia the size of a small apple. (I have been in a lot of pain this last year).I spent four days in the hospital. I was happy they found it because it made a lot of people I know eat crow,especially my MIL. Sorry that was mean but she yelled at me at one point saying I went to the dr and ER for nothing. She said it was all in my head.<br /><br />So two weeks later I got a staph infection (<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">MRSA</span> I have been told by some and others say it was regular) So the staph thing was awful, they had to open me up in the stomach area to release the fluid. They put me in the hospital for 3 days I have been on antibiotics for months, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">every time</span> I get off the antibiotics I get a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">bacteria</span> infection. Well these last few weeks I keep getting <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">abscesses</span> so I keep getting cut open to drain it all. This last time they cut in the wound (that was the original wound from the staph) that was almost healed, except it kept draining weird green stuff. In the mist of all this Greg was let go of his job. They gave him a really bad reason for being let go. We think it was because he had to take nights off to keep the kids because we had no one to help us. So we are living off state help and unemployment. We just have to wait for taxes and we will be able to pay our bills.<br /><br />This trial has had me struggling with my faith. But I know that HF will get our family through this. I wish life could be a little easier for my family, but with Greg being able to go to the temple in early Feb I know <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Satan</span> is <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">worki</span><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error">ng</span> hard on my family. We will be getting sealed this year(can't believe I would ever get to say this) and I know <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Satan</span> doesn't want that for my family. I think it will be weird for me to go with someone to the temple. Except for my first time I have always gone by myself. I have very spiritual things happen when I go.Brittanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06519228514100675276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977702845866132422.post-47940558931857238202011-04-29T15:55:00.000-07:002011-04-29T16:10:35.041-07:00There Beauty all around when theres love at Home.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpFr7FuKaohaN5q2rr9AAbmvor2d6XYLlhLqmqHH4Rem515dJ6yKiWGwmUBAV25gusqpYoxfGpspAD69tQ4_QrbeAVFSEJ1ZFu-zZush_bz7aYmwAwnMx_m-PlVkBGtaF97i7FKyrm_28/s1600/Momma.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpFr7FuKaohaN5q2rr9AAbmvor2d6XYLlhLqmqHH4Rem515dJ6yKiWGwmUBAV25gusqpYoxfGpspAD69tQ4_QrbeAVFSEJ1ZFu-zZush_bz7aYmwAwnMx_m-PlVkBGtaF97i7FKyrm_28/s320/Momma.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601146780770452802" /></a><br />First off sorry it has been so long in writing this.<br /><br />My mother was born April 29th 1959 in Grants Pass Oregon, she was named Lisa Louise White. She was the 5th of 6 children. She has 3 sisters and two brothers. when she was little she blonde with blue eyes. As she grew up she was a very happy child my grandpa worked for a dairy and my grandma was a homemaker but also drove a school bus for a while. When my was 15 her family moved to Brookings Oregon. My mom is very beautiful and was 2nd runner up in the Miss Oregon Pageant. When she was 18 she married my dad in September of 77. My oldest brother was born in 78 then she gave birth to 7 more babies in 79,81,83,87,89,91,94. She was a homemaker before my dad died. She married 4 months after my dad died in 1992. The man she married we will say was interesting the only good thing about that marriage is she my youngest sister. She went on and worked at different places trying to provide for her growing family. She was married and divorced and widowed. She is now married to a very awesome man and they are going on 8 years of marriage. Through the years my mom has always had a strong faith in the Gospel ,she is such a example to me and how I want to live my life. She has gone through a handicap child to a miscarriages and death and life and love and loss. She is the strongest person I know I truly love her with all my heart.Brittanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06519228514100675276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977702845866132422.post-3071482406415293262011-02-25T22:32:00.000-08:002011-04-07T10:32:28.310-07:00Called to Serve<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1zjSUcYaVyVZ3VHkBE4u78rPHr7LTJ-_vsUZwfFGUuHYboQUWMUrIo_ACOb5wNe9sgARtljs44KzkEPZ69N6UOxcp6LJLOo36EoIE08f1iUqdHY87bZXUpbbTtiLWizeUPnOZ2W-UwMo/s1600/Dad.png"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 256px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1zjSUcYaVyVZ3VHkBE4u78rPHr7LTJ-_vsUZwfFGUuHYboQUWMUrIo_ACOb5wNe9sgARtljs44KzkEPZ69N6UOxcp6LJLOo36EoIE08f1iUqdHY87bZXUpbbTtiLWizeUPnOZ2W-UwMo/s320/Dad.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577884700078917826" /></a><br />My dad was born on May 31st 1956 his given name was William Sheridan Han. He went by Bill or Billy He was so awesome he played football in high school and was an all American football player.He loved all sports if he could play he would. He was a bigger man about 250 ish and 5'6'. He was balding with red brown hair and green eyes. I have his eyes I remember laying on him and looking at his eyes and telling him they were mine eye color. I was a daddy's girl. He could be mean and stern. He was the oldest of 7 kids 2 brothers and 4 sisters. His mom had some drinking problems and was married 3 times. My dad served his mission in Australia a place I have always wanted to visit. He loved being a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter day Saints. He did a lot of missionary work even after his mission. He had many jobs and we moved a lot as a child. <br /><br />I remember a regular day on April 16 th 1993. It was a day that I had a day off school. My dad went to work as always. I remember hearing sirens that morning we were camping in our back yard. My mom was gone at a parent teacher conference. All the sudden my cousin Cam and his friend showed up at our house to take us to my Aunt Angies house. As we were driving there I knew something was wrong. I was holding my little brother(he was 18 months at the time) and knowing something was wrong. My siblings and I kept asking questions but no one would Say anything. So finally my mom got there. She brought all of us kids into my aunts room. She had two of my aunts there. They told us that my dad was in a head on collision. At first I just thought he was hurt. But my brother Kimble was sitting next to me starts hitting the bed and saying no not dad not dad. I asked when we could go see him. My mom said we couldn't because he was gone. I was in shock I remember just walking around my aunts house in disbelief. <br /><br />The next few days were a blur, then came the funeral. There was a viewing and my mom wasn't sure if I should go there and see him. I am so thankful I did because I saw his body and knew he was gone. The funeral was nice and packed. My dad touched a lot of people. People sang songs that I can't remember. I remember walking out for awhile. All the cousins and my siblings sang my dads favorite song called Called to Serve. <br /><br />We then went to the grave yard and it was so wet and muddy. I just kept thinking it was raining because my dad was weeping in heaven for us. He was a great man and I miss him. I know I will see him again and I am thankful for the sealings.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MezwqqOTkPA"></a>Brittanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06519228514100675276noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977702845866132422.post-84716980860541593832011-02-24T22:28:00.000-08:002011-02-24T22:42:17.569-08:00A star is BornSo I was born Jan 20th 1983, in Portland Oregon. I was a unexpected pleasant surprise. I was born in a hospital and I was 13 days overdue. My mom cried the day she found out that she was pregnant and not for joy. She had already had 3 kids in three years, you will find out more about that as these post go along. I was born with a birthmark on stomach. My mom knew I was hers although over the years I have wondered because I have green eyes and a head full of hair. I was a average size baby almost 8 pds not sure on the inches.Brittanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06519228514100675276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977702845866132422.post-80741222694614433542011-02-24T14:23:00.000-08:002011-02-24T15:04:45.825-08:00My name and where it came from<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w30/campbell502/scan0004.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w30/campbell502/scan0004.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br />Well first off my name is Brittany Sarah Han ( Han like plan not hawn ) Campbell.<br />So my mother told me that when she was pregnant with me she heard a little green eyed red head girl named Brittany. She loved the name and that is where my parents got the name Brittany. Sarah is from my maternal and paternal great grandmas. So on my moms side her moms moms name was Sarah and my dads moms moms names was Sarah. I guess they wanted to keep the name in the family. My maiden name was at one point spelled with 2 n but my grandpa I guess had a problem with someone else having the same name so he took one of the N off. Growing up I always had people call me by Hawn and it was annoying to a point I think the most annoying thing about it was that even after we would tell people the right way they would get it wrong. Lets my last name is my married name of course. Growing up I had a few nicknames my mom called my bitsy baby I guess I was pretty small growing up. I was also called britt spit and britt brat wait I am still called Britt bratt.Brittanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06519228514100675276noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977702845866132422.post-47324190265291439172011-02-24T14:22:00.000-08:002011-02-24T14:23:37.571-08:00My personal historyWe had a interesting relief society function last thursday. A wonderful lady came and told us about writing personal history. So I am going to try and post atleast 4 times a week something about me and my history.Brittanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06519228514100675276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977702845866132422.post-83874246387151558332010-12-22T13:45:00.000-08:002010-12-22T15:04:03.484-08:00Catch up<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOCylWSdwc-WOaKn4fqgA2yN_3aW798A6C3qOE0r199O_Ndlwc3_9ZoJGGLMJx0AE12byVIsAqSMYT26GpogpshP3u2oTqlF2QanAwISq7Y6L30wGYidrnOXmleGiNx0x3ZfRKbIQU2WM/s1600/105.jpg"><br /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgZp1fI_QOgwisPRGsZ9Oa4ll26S2VITaRpLS3J_4gcXOq5iHgyiGLqAcabG_nVFOhcK-ooGDWrCDqeQtJejpocQJa34DX3Dd0GUav5T3PWD3VYvcq9Z7lFky06yvemeNLZIDNpte7Z9w/s1600/IMG_1293.JPG"><br /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwTq74zwU_BEvjY3PuldcZdSK-XUvZ3RL5nKY18RKwX0h_vmleyYUYhouh9NWIhJa9VT3TU30Z5qFfKBa0v2ogJxNYs8Y0eYQBoHGatwMZFe5UIl88s9m7mFX2tCUej9w6VZMSK5dI2Tw/s1600/IMG_1294.JPG"><br /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwzrCczon4BABCuLVhVQPv7UVGJ1pJnaiEejxjzBb8jeIhGbWkHX25jwJu3jBnQaFzTwv7uM9iHuY3cLYA0C1t84UzTqg0_fzFD0owgTjEx9e2ooY2wQtwGu7JQ-JR7FmoQMzkxd4mcpc/s1600/IMG_1295.JPG"><br /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0si8_ZAOyohTxZqgclYSDfUfJevLkrg3flJLr0ozacrlMQ2fDD1ds0QKHzg3t8mao2LvF6MfTVQZM7_uc8fGYIhJTo9XLv_NMqT8J0pa95RIjg4MGTW4-JPwfq9UQX9vrVwuc6b31Dtw/s1600/IMG_1296.JPG"><br /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHfkJKbfrCTfawRWml_UTPrPCkiOWpbdcWgYbRGkXh2NBELtRtOiGP7L_FIXJ6Ui9lp8QUcJPHReJsics65iGfIOhqev-jsFoo-2XN2IVlniGx7k44Ga0h9r9Hn5ZlX1tnYwx-QriJxr8/s1600/IMG_1297.JPG"><br /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5Atq3qQWSzkkU-Z9NWQh_G9WqrwogwGzQ-vL6FeQK_C4A4kL842bA4nPhqy5ApSBcDIy65QVrGQnYPHtx_eMUIKO6hkkqCvmsqQM_BjTRL8AiHBd_JB4Klol8SLCS565ufJQtnWXgRT0/s1600/IMG_1298.JPG"><br /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Sorry for such a long break but it has been crazy here. Last month I got bronchitis twice and had two rounds of the flu. I am finally better but two of my kids got the flu so it has been crazy. We had a wonderful Halloween. So here is our Halloween pics sorry they are fuzzy I had to use my cell phone. Trent was Iron Man Hunter was Bumble Bee from Transformers Lora was a Oregon ducks cheerleader.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEoSnWIjPLQjekbJmYeiUJogM9kjGZD4LZifaU-rxQxj8spACI33Q_fgOJMVILxC23FsP1jV4tFRFrYqoQeNvfgLXk39kcDxrn9wLtgWgLb23rqWfTapxZjJHvFMlw__Eb-1213dnLq_c/s1600/011.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEoSnWIjPLQjekbJmYeiUJogM9kjGZD4LZifaU-rxQxj8spACI33Q_fgOJMVILxC23FsP1jV4tFRFrYqoQeNvfgLXk39kcDxrn9wLtgWgLb23rqWfTapxZjJHvFMlw__Eb-1213dnLq_c/s320/011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553634671448702882" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdYaB98-mk_Kk7DtlL6Au96tDCQXpH3LTZlNRaAJuV5SaA7-RF9VijVrCqnj-hbanRTymsDbfSbqr-pnjRq-NinkJFpkTyyqvnuj4VNlf5xARd_n7fQVokNThC9n10i0PSaSHKQPiK8sA/s1600/IMG_1298-1.JPG"><br /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiE8_pYYxF1urzxFndIJ8x1AIeEnQuGzczNLOLZ1jZn_Yob-fS5sTSi-unxtv905p7eoBKYn7wbIxrNAProg4aJFLB5X4VwX3uVGteX3eFSZXyDMFN9wClEqBNvFtla8AcyYy8mxUc-oU/s1600/009.jpg"><img style="display: block; 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margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwTq74zwU_BEvjY3PuldcZdSK-XUvZ3RL5nKY18RKwX0h_vmleyYUYhouh9NWIhJa9VT3TU30Z5qFfKBa0v2ogJxNYs8Y0eYQBoHGatwMZFe5UIl88s9m7mFX2tCUej9w6VZMSK5dI2Tw/s320/IMG_1294.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553643418327844402" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOCylWSdwc-WOaKn4fqgA2yN_3aW798A6C3qOE0r199O_Ndlwc3_9ZoJGGLMJx0AE12byVIsAqSMYT26GpogpshP3u2oTqlF2QanAwISq7Y6L30wGYidrnOXmleGiNx0x3ZfRKbIQU2WM/s1600/105.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOCylWSdwc-WOaKn4fqgA2yN_3aW798A6C3qOE0r199O_Ndlwc3_9ZoJGGLMJx0AE12byVIsAqSMYT26GpogpshP3u2oTqlF2QanAwISq7Y6L30wGYidrnOXmleGiNx0x3ZfRKbIQU2WM/s320/105.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553643420408757298" border="0" /></a>Brittanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06519228514100675276noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977702845866132422.post-25171185647297774492010-10-12T10:45:00.000-07:002010-10-12T10:47:52.808-07:00So I am quittingIt is the first day of no smoking....for the 1,000 time of quitting. I am going to quit but I want one sooooo bad.I can do this I really can.So yes I am out of the closet I have a addiction to cigarettes I hate them but love them all at once.I am going to try to write here so that I can get my feelings out everyday.I hope that I can do this.I have a patch on but I still want one grrrr this is so hard.If I can get through the 1st 2 weeks I am good.Brittanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06519228514100675276noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977702845866132422.post-30860286441013083972010-09-21T13:25:00.000-07:002010-09-21T13:32:30.186-07:00Proud to be a AmericanSo I am realizing that it is almost a year since Kimble went home to our Heavenly Father. I miss him everyday. I cannot believe that it has been almost a year.I was thinking about 9-11 and how because a few radicals decided to kill <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">american</span> people that it caused my brothers death. It makes me so mad that people in this world can be so awful and kill because they believe <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">americans</span> shouldn't have rights.This is my opinion and I wish we could just have peace and no more soldiers were killed. I love the USA and I am proud to be a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">american</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">citizen</span>. I am proud of my brother and what he gave up to keep us all safe and all the other men and women who have lost family or friends.<br /><br />I love this song and this is how I feel today and everyday!<br /><p><strong> Artist: </strong> Lee Greenwood<br /> <strong> Song: </strong> Proud To Be An American </p> <p>If tomorrow all the things were gone,<br /> I’d worked for all my life.<br /> And I had to start again,<br /> with just my children and my wife.</p> <p>I’d thank my lucky stars,<br /> to be livin here today.<br /> ‘ Cause the flag still stands for freedom,<br /> and they can’t take that away.</p> <p>And I’m proud to be an American,<br /> where at least I know I’m free.<br /> And I wont forget the men who died,<br /> who gave that right to me.</p> <p>And I gladly stand up,<br /> next to you and defend her still today.<br /> ‘ Cause there ain’t no doubt I love this land,<br /> God bless the USA.</p> <p>From the lakes of Minnesota,<br /> to the hills of Tennessee.<br /> Across the plains of Texas,<br /> From sea to shining sea.</p> <p>From Detroit down to Houston,<br /> and New York to L.A.<br /> Well there's pride in every American heart,<br /> and its time we stand and say.</p> <p>That I’m proud to be an American,<br /> where at least I know I’m free.<br /> And I wont forget the men who died,<br /> who gave that right to me.</p> <p>And I gladly stand up,<br /> next to you and defend her still today.<br /> ‘ Cause there ain’t no doubt I love this land,<br /> God bless the USA.</p> <p>And I’m proud to be and American,<br /> where at least I know I’m free.<br /> And I wont forget the men who died,<br /> who gave that right to me.</p> <p>And I gladly stand up,<br /> next to you and defend her still today.<br /> ‘ Cause there ain’t no doubt I love this land,<br /> God bless the USA.</p>I love my brother so much and miss him! Thank you Kimble for giving your life to keep us free!Brittanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06519228514100675276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977702845866132422.post-80298081715300229332010-09-04T13:20:00.000-07:002010-09-04T13:30:55.234-07:00Stuck Like Glue...my favorite new songThis song reminds me of my hubby and me.I love it you have to listen to it if you love Country or Sugarland!<br /><br /><br />Mmm dadoo mmm dadoo mmm dadoo<br /><br />Absolutely no one who knows me better<br />No one that can make me feel so good<br />How did we stay so long together?<br />Everybody, everybody said we never would<br />And just when I start to think they're right, the love has died<br /><br />There you go making my heart beat again heart beat again heart beat again<br />There you go making me feel like a kid wont you do it do it one time<br />There you go pulling me right back in right back in right back in<br />And I know I'm never letting this go<br />I'm stuck on you <br />Whoa oh whoa oh<br />Stuck like glue you and me baby were stuck like glue<br />Whoa oh whoa oh<br />Stuck like glue you and me baby were stuck like glue<br /><br />Some days I don't feel like trying<br />Some days you know I wanna just give up<br />When it doesn't matter who's right, fight about it all night<br />Had enough you give me that look<br />I'm sorry baby let's make up<br />You do that thing that makes me laugh<br />And just like that<br /><br />There you go making my heart beat again heart beat again heart beat again<br />There you go making me feel like a kid wont you do it do it one time<br />There you go pulling me right back in right back in right back in<br />And I know I'm never letting this go<br />I'm stuck on you <br />Whoa oh whoa oh<br />Stuck like glue you and me baby were stuck like glue<br />Whoa oh whoa oh<br />Stuck like glue you and me baby were stuck like glue<br /><br />Whoa oh whoa oh<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(136, 136, 136); font-size: 0.75em;">[ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/stuck-like-glue-lyrics-sugarland.html ]</span><br /><br />You almost stay out, too stuck together from the ATL<br />Whoa oh whoa oh<br />Feeling kinda sick just a spoon full of sugar make it better real quick<br />I say Whoa oh whoa oh whatcha gonna do with that<br />Whoa oh whoa oh<br />Come on over here with that sugar sticky sweet stuff <br />Come and give me that stuff, everybody want some<br />Melodies that get stuck up in your head<br />Whoa oh whoa oh up in your head<br />Whoa oh whoa oh up in your head<br />Whoa oh whoa oh up in your head<br />Whoa oh whoa oh whoa oh whoa oh<br />Stuck like glue you<br />You and me together say it's all I wanna do<br /><br />I said<br /><br />There you go making my heart beat again heart beat again heart beat again<br />There you go making me feel like a kid wont you do it do it one time<br />There you go pulling me right back in right back in right back in<br />And I know I'm never letting this go<br />I'm stuck on you <br />Whoa oh whoa oh<br />There you go making my heart beat again heart beat again heart beat again<br />There you go making me feel like a kid wont you do it do it one time<br />There you go pulling me right back in right back in right back in<br />And I know I'm never letting this go<br />I'm stuck on you <br />Whoa oh whoa oh<br />Stuck like glue you and me baby were stuck like glue<br />Whoa oh whoa oh<br />Stuck like glue you and me baby were stuck like glue<br />Whoa oh whoa oh<br />Stuck like glue you and me baby were stuck like glueBrittanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06519228514100675276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977702845866132422.post-20339464415092756922010-09-04T13:12:00.000-07:002010-09-04T13:17:40.586-07:00So I such a slacker I have officially lost 17 pounds. It has been soooooo hard and I have stumbled a lot but I am doing better. I am sorry I am not a good blogger but I am going to try harder.I have 3 other blogs I am doing.Brittanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06519228514100675276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977702845866132422.post-47666317403230383002010-08-18T23:35:00.000-07:002010-08-18T23:41:46.762-07:00A moving experienceSo as some may know I lost a baby boy in Dec of 04. It was a very trying experience and I have come to terms with a lot of things involving his death and my healing. I think tonight I finally closed one last door to his passing. I have never been to the NICU even when he was in there.I was to sick to go down and see him before they brought him to me.His passing was a bittersweet moment in my life.I know that he did something so great that he only needed to be here for 12 hrs.I am truly at peace with everything except that I have never been able to go to the place where he lived most of his short life.<br /><br />My grandmother is in the same hospital that he passed on in.She was sent to the ICU on Monday and has healed quicker then anyone expect her too.I went tonight to tell her to have a safe trip home.<br /><br />So I had a strong feeling I needed to go to the the NICU.I went to the information desk and asked the lady if she could help me.I told that it has been almost 6 years and that I had yet to see the NICU.She said well I am not sure they will remember you but we can try.The lady was so sweet and nice,she called down there and they said they didn't remember me but I was welcome to come and see it.I walked down there with the wonderful info lady.Once I got there they informed me that one of the nurses that was working tonight was one of the nurses that helped deliver and take care of my sweet baby.They then had me walk in the NICU.As soon as I walked in I felt the spirit so strong in there I stared to cry.They were so kind and showed me where his islet was and where they cared for him.I cried for awhile it was so overwhelming to be there but in a way very peaceful It is hard to explain it.I talked to the nurse who cared for him and she said she helped with the memory box that was made for our family.<br /><br />This was such a wonderful experience I knew that Bradly was there with me in spirit.I felt so close to him tonight.I really didn't want to leave.As I left I gave the nurse a huge hug and told her thank you for being there for him when I couldn't be.I went away with this feeling that I had finally made the last few steps to closing some open wounds that I thought I had closed.<br /><br />I know that loosing a child at any age is so difficult.But tonight I feel more at peace with my loss then I have ever have since the day he passed. My life was forever changed when Bradly was sent to our family.Although he was there for such a short time he made me who I am today and for the most part I am truly thankful for the life I have had because of my special angel.Brittanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06519228514100675276noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977702845866132422.post-39064113607847795232010-07-11T20:25:00.000-07:002010-07-11T22:23:55.195-07:00The 4th of July in good old Port OrfordSo for the 4th we went to our old town of Port Orford.We had such a great time.We visited and watched fireworks I love having family vacations.They seem to be so few and far between but when they happen it is great! I also took the kids to the beach(Greg didn't want to go) it was Lora's first time really going and enjoying it(except for when it got windy and threw sand in her face).Here are some pics of us during our time there.Oh and we went to a parade on the 4th and it was really cool especially when there was a car accident(no one was hurt) and they had to re adjust people so they could get the fire truck and ambulance out to where the accident was.Oh we also learned how to play Washoes I say it is a cross breed game of Horse shoes and the game where you throw bean bags into holes.It was actually a very fun game. So here are our pics from the 4th weekend.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhthPtFp8sG1r3DswEZe7y6cbL7CxSq1gXaR4j35UMDS_OY7eKYdNEdRb5h1vK9Z7PfWrrm8ccLqR94q8o-HtrnS-MzjRDBDdwzXF7aHAXMBxUxHmszAY_MXLY-zW-89DKS-TOiJ2AvWaA/s1600/029.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhthPtFp8sG1r3DswEZe7y6cbL7CxSq1gXaR4j35UMDS_OY7eKYdNEdRb5h1vK9Z7PfWrrm8ccLqR94q8o-HtrnS-MzjRDBDdwzXF7aHAXMBxUxHmszAY_MXLY-zW-89DKS-TOiJ2AvWaA/s320/029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492875944544027282" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCHA3dTuMg6fSPATnmr461oseZiW7vOeuM1El2R2-PK1p7ilNIh17Myd3WCCQ4mTioFNTnRsip3ppXQEvK-7KNF_iAJ5XLzFByuZEGXLkcCjpbnttZPc5Bf_EFyh17t_KvX680ZzW3gjI/s1600/024.jpg"><img style="display: block; 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margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKzx2AmtYdZ_6TChU4gArKans8XdXtFACKcGZTnW7jNNjeYCGH7VK8VVRKlN2gkC0xAFfVleTmrXv_45YV4cqUx388lUTt1lWfgV7YIcu4zS70eFGpyG-juuxeVNCSirBnLW-HdiMGc1c/s320/006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492864679345625202" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA88rrqvl6nVCVOA2pTwaptT0OYY7TYvkpdO8JQ_EJgpuU7Y8-IKZYiBumHmqqILfR4CD11Aw2cRn-pyp6jUYuon6P8IfoYXvMki5Z46fcyOoWfcAcreXpCKjeH0Ob_5Dh54A9YfCRSzU/s1600/005.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA88rrqvl6nVCVOA2pTwaptT0OYY7TYvkpdO8JQ_EJgpuU7Y8-IKZYiBumHmqqILfR4CD11Aw2cRn-pyp6jUYuon6P8IfoYXvMki5Z46fcyOoWfcAcreXpCKjeH0Ob_5Dh54A9YfCRSzU/s320/005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492864673121907538" border="0" /></a>Brittanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06519228514100675276noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977702845866132422.post-59642695688542416282010-07-01T15:01:00.000-07:002010-07-01T15:02:33.742-07:00Happy Dance!!!!I have lost 14 pds !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I am so excited and I am going for a Jenny Craig consult tonight.YAAAAAYYYY I hope I can keep this up!Brittanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06519228514100675276noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977702845866132422.post-89795123796568413412010-06-29T22:38:00.000-07:002010-06-29T22:41:30.439-07:00FoodWell I keep forgetting to post about my weight and health stuff.Overall things are going in a good direction.I am not doing as good as I should but I have cut most junk out.This week has been bad.I have just not been that hungry so I choose the wrong food to it.I wish I could be strong all the time about food.I also think that if I had Aunt Flo that it would be next week because I am craving Chocolate which if you know me you know I am not a huge chocolate fan.I am going to the dr tomorrow and will let you know how it goes till then have a wonderful whatever your doing!Brittanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06519228514100675276noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977702845866132422.post-12896769877851291322010-06-25T20:09:00.000-07:002010-06-25T20:17:28.340-07:00Sad<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtWY5_l6N1nEs8HRoVZ_8xgrH5XrUOjilwsnk0vJyZt4zmDm7Eln3rWVq_sPO7hvrbdDqm3FCagcYYaistyRr64QRyiPg4B-YbB5KPQEfMxQ8sQXxzOKfCWGvCqL1FSeJ_ekN-9vZQjVY/s1600/Kimble.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtWY5_l6N1nEs8HRoVZ_8xgrH5XrUOjilwsnk0vJyZt4zmDm7Eln3rWVq_sPO7hvrbdDqm3FCagcYYaistyRr64QRyiPg4B-YbB5KPQEfMxQ8sQXxzOKfCWGvCqL1FSeJ_ekN-9vZQjVY/s320/Kimble.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486915893555589314" border="0" /></a><br />My brother is gone...yes I know it happened in Oct but today I just miss him.It has been almost a year since I talked to him.I feel like some things between us will never be resolved until I see him again.If he was here I would tell him sorry for not staying in touch and how proud of him I am.He was such a wonderful guy.Like when he took me to my homecoming while I was pregnant.I miss him today and I am not sure why?What is different about today then any other day? Maybe I have just had a harder week and or I am finally realizing he is gone.My family has lost so much.My dad dying when I was 11 my son passing away when I was 21 and my brother when I was 26.I know that Heavenly Father only gives us what we can handle but some days I want to be mad.I hated Fathers Days for so many years till I got married.But this last Fathers Day was really hard.With Greg gone there was nothing fun about the day.I miss my brother everyday and think about him and that I can't wait to see him again.Brittanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06519228514100675276noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977702845866132422.post-49199179272228334812010-06-25T13:21:00.000-07:002010-06-25T13:22:14.221-07:00Dang Neighbor<span>So this morning and guy who I don't know comes to my front door complain about my barking dog.First it isn't my dog barking the most(yes he does bark and I try to keep him from doing it).Second he was so rude to me I was very snarky back to him(yes I know I should have been nice.)Right after her left I brought our dog in.He then calls the police on me and says my neighbors and my dog bark to much.Funny thing my dog was in but the others were barking and making alot of noise.I told the officer I would make sure I would keep my dog quiet.But if the guy wants to press charges it is a 140 fine.Another thing how does he know it is my dog that does all the barking my neighbor has three dogs and there are tons of other dogs barking.How does he know it is my dog? I am just annoyed so I needed to vent about this.I am going to do my best to keep my dog in.I do feel bad for him because he loves being outside.</span>Brittanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06519228514100675276noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977702845866132422.post-20117191916236675162010-05-25T20:32:00.000-07:002010-05-25T20:46:33.606-07:00Good day turned to not so goodSo I am totally excited my best friend just had her fourth baby.It was a long and hard pregnancy for her and she now has a beautiful baby girl.I am jealous she has two boys and two girl.<br /><br />I have been sick since Saturday and this afternoon I had horrible stomach pains.I went to the dr and she thinks it is a stomach bug.But she took my blood just to be safe so we will know more tomorrow.I then was running late to get Trent to scouts.Normally we have a friend of ours take him but our signals got crossed and he left before I could get him.I then took Trent with my other two to the scout leaders house.So it has been raining all week and they live on a super steep hill and it is all gravel.Just as I get to the top I get stuck.I mean really stuck.So her hubby comes and he gets it more stuck.Long story short it took three guys to get my car out lucky there was no damage to it.<br /><br />So now my two youngest are in bed I have taken a Vicodin.I am going to curl up on my couch and watch Dear John. Oh yeah I have officially lost 8 POUNDS!!!!Brittanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06519228514100675276noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977702845866132422.post-19664869770154551072010-05-19T13:18:00.000-07:002010-05-19T13:20:12.955-07:00Great NewsI went to my dr today and I have lost 5 pounds so far!!!! I am so excited,proud, happy, probably all those feelings and more.I just need to get to working out and I will be so much better.I hope by this time next year I will have lost alot more!Brittanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06519228514100675276noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977702845866132422.post-55292457206367472052010-05-16T15:27:00.000-07:002010-05-16T15:33:32.522-07:00Food and Gilmore GirlsOk so I am so bad at this blogging thing.I am doing very well eating the good things.I still have days when I want to veg and eat bad but they are getting few and far between.<br /><br />On a other note i finally gave in and started watching my seasons of Gilmore Girls.Now if you know me I have a very special place in my heart for this show.When I was sick in the hospital and recovering this show got me through a very rough patch in my life.When it went off the air I was so sad, I vowed to not watch the show till I could forgive the people who made the show .Well I had a dream about the show(yes I am weird) and I started watching it again.It is like watching a new show all over again.I am so happy I have started watching it again! If you have never watched the show you should try it.The writing is amazing and I love how fast they talk because that is how I talk.Anyways I am done going on and on about the show.Brittanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06519228514100675276noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977702845866132422.post-75842465317421617272010-04-15T21:06:00.000-07:002010-04-15T21:11:05.732-07:00Yesterday was not so goodSo yesterday was not a good eating day.I had to get blood drawn and then I had a dentist appointment.I went over to my friends and had fun hanging out with her.I got home at 2 and realized I had eaten nothing.I kept thinking ok go eat but just kept doing other things.I had a good dinner but by 11 at night I was so hungry I ate a handful of PB M&M's man that made me feel bad so I went and ate some wheat thins and apples.I was still hungry so I ate a bunch more wheat thins.So I need to remember to eat as soon as I can.Brittanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06519228514100675276noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977702845866132422.post-45660077901303657552010-04-13T19:56:00.000-07:002010-04-13T20:00:50.643-07:00So far so good.......Well it has been almost a week now and I am surviving.....well almost.I thought it would be harder to give up the food I like.As each day goes by the want is less.I feel that I am not as addicted to bad food as I originally thought.The want to be alive and healthy is raging in my body more then the bad food.I just need to get the exercising bug going and then I will have it all.I always thought that I could whatever I wanted and would have no problems man was I wrong.I will someday admit what my true weight is but I am not ready to come out yet.Brittanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06519228514100675276noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977702845866132422.post-1965708389884663712010-04-09T12:10:00.000-07:002010-04-09T12:13:49.492-07:00FoodWell yesterday I did pretty good on eating.I need to get more veggies in my diet.The only horrible thing I ate was a chocolate marshmallow egg.This whole new eating is hard especially because I am not always sure what to eat.I am supposed to go see a nutritionist at some point.I sure hope she can give me healthy tips and I can stick with it.Brittanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06519228514100675276noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977702845866132422.post-49532202571600003402010-04-08T11:38:00.000-07:002010-04-08T11:44:10.690-07:00New change in life.Well the Dr. took blood test and it turns out I have High Cholesterol....great just what I wanted to hear.I have to completely change my eating habits.That sucks I love bad food.But my life and being here for my hubby and kids is so more important then anything else.I can do this I am already coming off sugar and I am having horrible headaches.I want to be healthy and happy I am tired of pain and not feeling good.I am scare and I know I have to eat good to feel good.It will be a long road but I can do it.I am only 27 and shouldn't have high cholesterol or be pre diabetic.Brittanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06519228514100675276noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977702845866132422.post-90531737444600715552010-04-02T13:11:00.001-07:002010-04-02T13:12:49.675-07:00Little Lolo has croup so we are stuck at home this weekend.I hope that the boys don't get it.But we are going to be missing out on the fun.Atleast it is General conference and we can just stay home and watch it.I am excited that my two younger sibs are coming to visit me this weekend should be fun to have them and have some help around here.Brittanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06519228514100675276noreply@blogger.com1