All The. Small Things.

Ok ok, I knew I said I would take a break. 

But I finished my homework before Ryan and so I'm gonna do a quick post before we decide on what to do tonight :)

I seriously got ready in like 15 minutes today. 

How is it that on days you actually have time to pick an outfit, you pick out some lackluster thing and feel like poop all day, but when you rush around and grab whatever you see off the floor and put it on your body, people compliment you all day?

And you're like uhhhh, that's semi-depressing. 

But you know what?

It's really funny how small things like that can make your day.

Such as:

A compliment from a random girl in the bathroom.

Finding your nice water bottle in the Lost and Found.

Making a friend in choir class.

People staring at you all day because you look HAWT.

{I call it a high self-esteem others may confuse it for being cocky. La di da I say.}

Breaking in some Christmas present gear {sweater/tights/shoes}.

Reading the comments from previous blog posts.
The excitement to continue on with our obsession of LOST.

When there is the perfect ratio of nuts to m&ms in your trail mix.

You look at your fridge&pantry and actually realize it's full.

Your hair, although there was only about 5 minutes spent on it, looks fab.

The husby being just as concerned as yourself to get the right lighting for your pictures.

Texting a friend to make sure they are feeling better {Alexa!}.

When you finally get all the notes right to Christina Aguliera's part in "Moves Like Jagger". 

{Ok, not quite...}

The silent victory you have when you complete a chore or your homework.

And finally, 

Coming home to your FAVORITE mac & cheese {which the husby bought on the way home from school for me} already made and being greeted with a huge hug&kiss, then watching Jersey Shore whilst cuddling.

Sweater, Flats: Target. Skirt, Charm Bracelet: Fossil. Tights: Kohls. Necklace: Forever 21. Tank top: American Eagle.

Perfection.

Time to figure out what to do on our hawt date tonight.

Salsa dancing? Ice skating? Bowling? Dollar movie? Blizzard date? Meander the mall?

I don't know. But what I do know is that I want to dress up and look ridiculously sexy.

Ok, as sexy as I can get for being a ole married maid and all. 

The o' so many options in Provo, Utah.

Happy date night!

<3 Bri

P.S. Anyone who gets the reference to the title. FOURRR for you Glen Coco, you go Glen Coco.
And if you didn't get that reference, we have an issue here.