A Gem

It's a foreign thing to be having my sister come and stay with my husband and I. Hannah's visiting isn't new because I have to be the best big sister I can be. After all, who can resist painting nails and shopping with their favorite 14 year old girl? "You see, it is just weird that there is a man under the same roof" says Hannah. I am still getting used to all of our quirks (you find these out when you get married, even your own. Ex: When I walk, it's heel toe. On the second floor it can be loud sometimes. It's the thundering herd in me)
What have we been up to? My sister is an artist. We made this, tasty, tasty breakfast:

Then, because we are poor, we shopped at Target and mooched off of their ac during the peak heat hours. It's a little trick that the fickle find favorable. Hannah is a gem to put up with us tonight as well. She is so helpful and just enjoys being around us. For example, a generous couple, the Shomas', donated a desk to the "Brittany still has one last semester" fund. Some go to the movies and make-out on Friday nights but we live on the edge! We shred on Fridays. Paper that is. And file. And organize. Hannah enjoyed the entire Season 1 of The Office during this adventure.
The moral of the story: Don't get mad, get glad! (At Target when it's hot)

Long time, no blog

Since my last post, quite a lot has changed including my last name. Hello world I am no longer bling, Single-Lingle, or sing me a jingle lingle. I am now Mrs. Richey-rich. Isn't it funny how whatever your last name rhymes with becomes your new nick name? Well, I won't be combining B and Richey (like the old B and lingle which gave you bling) in fear of a nasty word. I like being Mrs. Richey though. I get to hang out with my best friend, make grilled cheese in new ways and decorate our new apartment with all of the money and fun things that people have donated to the "new lovers" fund. And no, our motif is not literally hanging money. I know that this next portion of my journey will be a learning one, but I am excited. No more boundaries or thoughts of "did we make-out too long/far." I get to love my husband with sex in worship of the one who has created us to love. I am better able to understand the relationship that Jesus has with the church, his bride. I get to learn to trust :)
Thanks God.