tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-88317949434172228092024-03-05T00:32:38.096-08:00Growing Up Bee KayBee Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01192144177216169660noreply@blogger.comBlogger20125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831794943417222809.post-92189233352254363522010-04-20T20:40:00.001-07:002010-04-20T20:50:33.218-07:00Seventeen DaysI'm getting married in seventeen days.<br /><br />Did you read that, I'm getting MARRIED in SEVENTEEN days!<br /><br />Oh my goodness.<br /><br />So you may have seen the ring or the cake in the fancy little picture at the top of the blog (nope, not my actual cake or actual ring, but anyways). Well this year I've been planning a wedding, a marriage, and also many other things.<br /><br />Let's break it down. When I started the blog I figured I was in a growing relationship, I was moving further away from home, starting an internship, taking out a student loan, and growing up, right?<br /><br />NOW: Now I'm finishing my internship (getting all things completed 21 days early actually), getting my resume reviewed to send in to jobs, hunting for jobs, preparing to be the activities manager out at a summer camp in Colorado this summer... then planning a wedding, write thank you notes, figuring out finances for the new us, figuring out when I need to renew my driver's license, apply for my marriage license, change my name on my license, change my state residency, get a new drivers license after changing states, change the name on my social security card, join checking accounts, find a place to live, change my name on my insurance (which I got, yay!), apply for provisional license to practice dietetics before my RD exam<br />...oh and also apply to sit for the Registered Dietitian exam.<br /><br />Whew!<br /><br />But I cannot tell you how excited I am to marry this man. He honestly is absolutely incredible. I don't deserve him, but by the grace of God He gives us more than we deserve. Our wedding is in 17 days and I could not be happier... only I have a lot to do before then, lol.<br /><br />PS - pictures to come, and also I'm going to try to convince him to start us a family blog, he's funny, and he'd be funny to read too.Bee Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01192144177216169660noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831794943417222809.post-69626449515978716962010-04-07T16:51:00.000-07:002010-04-07T16:58:33.974-07:00Growing UpOh you would be so proud of the way I'm growing up. Or well, how life is growing me up.<br /><br />It's funny how the world around us changes, and honestly we seem to stay the same. Growing older may only be us changing because of a response to our surroundings. Example: My older brother (by only one year, mind you) is turning 24 years old tomorrow. I asked him when did we even grow up... then I realized in 31 days I'll be a Mrs.<br /><br />I guess we grew up.<br /><br />Refreshingly enough though, I'm wrong and right about us staying the same. Yep, I'm still the little girl who runs around in the back yard in the rain, smiles constantly, and would love nothing more than to fill her hair with wildflowers and create something. But fortunatley I know how to read now, I can drive, I can cook for myself... but better than that I've learned a little more about how to live and how to love.<br /><br />Really still learning about how to love well. It's a constant learning that I really think will not be complete until I meet my Savior in heaven and can finally love and praise Him unconditionally. Oh I cannot wait for the day.<br /><br />:)<br /><br />...but in case anyone is counting the growing. I have a wedding dress ready to wear, 216 people have told me their coming to our wedding, I'm managing activities for tons of families this summer, and daily at the hospital I make decisions that may help or hurt a patient... planning is to always help. I've attended a marriage conference, read tons of books on being a grown up...<br /><br />...but honestly I don't think that one day it hits you: being grown up. But more like every day there are little thing that reachin and whisper or run out and scream "today you're more 'grown up' than yesterday" :)<br /><br />We'll see.Bee Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01192144177216169660noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831794943417222809.post-77795857235741556062010-03-13T15:40:00.000-08:002010-03-13T15:50:27.968-08:00Health Insurance... better yet, maternity insurance.HEalth Insurance<br /><br />I've always had it. Wonderful. I could go to the doctor for $15 and I could go to the dentist for free, and I did not have to worry about anything!<br /><br />Then I grew up a little and realized that the dentist sent the remaining bill to my parents and they payed for it. Then I grew up a little more and realized that my parents PAY FOR insurance. Call me crazy, but I had no idea. I mean I knew people did, but I thought that if my dad's work provided health insurance as a benefit that it meant he didn't have to pay for it... but he has a wife and 4 kids, so he did.<br /><br />Upon getting engaged, Kyle and I are making all the grown up decisions that will affect our lives over the next few year, or a lifetime. We're signed up for a marriage conference in a few weeks, we've picked out our silverware, and I picked out my wedding dress...<br /><br />Then we've had to make the actual decisions, lol. Like figuring out our budget, finding a place to live, and as you may have guessed: Health Insurance.<br /><br />So I'm shopping around to compare the additional cost of adding me to Kyle's plan versus getting my own plan. And here's the thing you can get some pretty decent insurance for $150-300 a month honestly. Then comes in maternity.<br /><br />So Kyle and I are not planning on having kids the very second we get married;however, maternity insurance is something we'll need in case God blesses us early with a little bundle of super duper joy! And maternity insurance is not standard, it's an extra option that DOUBLES every other quote I originally found.<br /><br />Last night I thought about this maternity insurance while catching up on The Office (episode where Pam and Jim have the baby) and well, almost needless to say: I drempt I was pregnant and waddling and it was actually hilarous.<br /><br />All that, all that to say that: Ladies who are getting married soon. Make sure you look into that insurance as you plan. And make sure to mention "maternity" but be careful because it will affect your pocketbook.<br /><br />But it's still beautiful outside, and I'm still a little too excited about making grown up decisions (even though it takes me about a month to make each one :)Bee Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01192144177216169660noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831794943417222809.post-83202870828722005512010-02-16T19:37:00.000-08:002010-02-16T20:07:59.124-08:00Love. Claim the fruit of the Spirit.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/58/220279254_17c20cbec5.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 470px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/58/220279254_17c20cbec5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />No worries, I'm not trying to define love in 250 words or less. The Bible does that: I'm no Bible.<br /><br />But what's interesting to is that we has an amazing sermon this Sunday Mr. Dennis Sims brought it to the pulpit and was not afraid to talk directly to both our youth after their D-Now weekend and to our church about responsibilities involving loving like Christ and even specifically in the family, friend, work, and romantic relationships around us.<br /><br />1 John has a lot to say. It's a recommended read that I'll need to commit to memory.<br />CHAPTER 3<br /><sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-30575">11</sup>This is the message you heard from the beginning: We should love one another.<br /><sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-30580">16</sup>This is how we know what love is: Jesus Christ laid down his life for us. And we ought to lay down our lives for our brothers.<br /><sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-30587">23</sup>And this is his command: to believe in the name of his Son, Jesus Christ, and to love one another as he commanded us. <sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-30588">24</sup>Those who obey his commands live in him, and he in them. And this is how we know that he lives in us: We know it by the Spirit he gave us.<br />CHAPTER 4<br /><sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-30595">7</sup>Dear friends, let us love one another, for love comes from God. Everyone who loves has been born of God and knows God. <sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-30596">8</sup>Whoever does not love does not know God, because God is love. <sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-30597">9</sup>This is how God showed his love among us: He sent his one and only Son into the world that we might live through him. <sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-30598">10</sup>This is love: not that we loved God, but that he loved us and sent his Son as an atoning sacrifice for our sins. <sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-30599">11</sup>Dear friends, since God so loved us, we also ought to love one another. <sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-30600">12</sup>No one has ever seen God; but if we love one another, God lives in us and his love is made complete in us.<br /><br />(Note: Read the whole thing... it's worth it.)<br /><br />But what struck me this weekend, and what hits me every once in a while. I remember the times specificically: last time I was sitting in Van Texas in the activity center staff worship on a Friday night... and this time it happened to be Valentine's Day weekend.<br /><br />I'm overwhelmed by the way God loves me. IT's usually sparked by the way those around me love me so well. I know I do not deserve it, and I cannot possibly repay it...and that leads me to Christ.<br /><br />Oh how incompetent I am to love him. Oh how I fail him every day. I'm reading through the Bible now and I'm yelling in my heads at the remnant left in Isreal in Jeremiah and telling then "No! don't go to Egypt, don't burn incense, just follow God!" yet I seen to do the same. Oh I am overwhelmed by his love, when I don't deserve it.<br /><br />But then I have to claim his gift. God gave me Christ. He has sought me out, romanced me, loves me, sent his Son to die for me, so that I may be a co-heir to the throne. No i do not deserve it but He has made me worth it.<br /><br />And so I must claim the fact that I am filled with the Holy Spirit and the fuit of the spirit is Love. I have been given the ability to love like He loves. I may just have to pray like crazy for it.Bee Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01192144177216169660noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831794943417222809.post-45477616607911507612010-02-08T16:16:00.000-08:002010-02-08T16:24:46.402-08:00That Girl.You do you ever have one of those days that makes you feel a little bit silly... a little bit like you've become one of the people that you strived so hard not to become.<br /><br />Well ladies and gentlemen, I'm pretty sure love can make you do silly things. Today it made me into an obsessive stalker.<br /><br />Let me explain. So this Kyle character well I generally talk to him a lot, right. I mean we're getting married, soon, poor thing's going to have to talk to me every day. But today I hadn't heard from him in "forever" and I started to think that maybe something happened to him. That something may have actually went wrong!<br /><br />It's storming outside, and I think about all the things weather can do. I have some friends who's parents are in the hospital right now, and I wonder oh no! maybe his mom or dad is in the hospital! And then I wonder what if something happened to him and he himself is in the hospital or trapped somewhere!<br /><br />Okay kids, so this hadn't heard from him in "forever" um, it hadn't even been 24 hours. I got a text from him last night... and I began to think this at about 5:00pm today.<br /><br />Really!<br /><br />I've become one of those girls (usually age 13-16 or more) that stalks their significant other and has to talk to them all all the time. Maybe it's just today, maybe since the Saints won the Super Bowl all kilters are off... but I've never been this way.<br /><br />Anyways, today, I'm<span style="font-style: italic;"> that</span> girl.<br /><br />Oh, PS, this weekend Mom and I made the wedding invitations, totally DIY and I'll post pics soon!Bee Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01192144177216169660noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831794943417222809.post-65265023860507817172010-02-03T21:53:00.000-08:002010-02-03T22:00:42.153-08:00So what is a Doppelganger?So, sure, I'm on facebook... who isn't? And I've seen lately that my friends have new obsessions with celebrities, and wonder who my friends have gotten so into celebrity pictures... then someone explains that recently a new trend is to change your profile picture to a celebrity that you look like. Oh! now I get it.<br /><br />So I look up "doopelganger" to see what that actually means. And here's what that reliable source called wikipedia gave me:<br /><br />In the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vernacular" title="Vernacular">vernacular</a>, the word "doppelgänger" has come to refer (as in <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/German_Language" title="German Language" class="mw-redirect">German</a>) to any double or <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Look-alike" title="Look-alike">look-alike</a> of a person. The word is also used to describe the sensation of having glimpsed oneself in <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Peripheral_vision" title="Peripheral vision">peripheral vision</a>, in a position where there is no chance that it could have been a reflection. They are generally regarded as <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Harbinger" title="Harbinger">harbingers</a> of bad luck. In some traditions, a doppelgänger seen by a person's friends or relatives portends illness or danger, while seeing one's own doppelgänger is an <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Omen" title="Omen">omen</a> of <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Death" title="Death">death</a>. In <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Norse_mythology" title="Norse mythology">Norse mythology</a>, a <i><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vard%C3%B8ger" title="Vardøger">vardøger</a></i> is a ghostly double who precedes a living person and is seen performing their actions in advance.<br /><br />A little creepy, if you ask me.<br /><br />But the funny part is that I seem to have a 'twin' at work. See I'm an intern right now at a hospital. One one of my first days I had other staff members seeing me int he hall and saying "hey! how have you been?" like they were catching up with someone they already knew. I felt bad for not knowing these people, so I smiled and talked to them anyway. Some of my fellow nutrition staff finally told me that I look just like one of the case managers, who wears the same color scrubs as me, has the same color and cut of hair, is tall, younger, etc.<br /><br />So today I'm on the 7th floor where she apparently works and someone says "Christy!" and I'm thinking wel I'll the only other person in this hall, who is she talking to. then again, "Christy!" and so I turn around, double take, and turn around even again... so confused.<br /><br />The "Christy"-yelling girl found me today and explained that I just looked like her friend Christy who also works int he hospital. If she mistook me for her friend, no wonder people all over the hopsital seem to know me.<br /><br />So my doppelganger, sorry, is not a famous rock star, or actress, but a case manager at the state hospital... but who no doubt is probably wonderful.<br /><br />Funny thing is, I've never met her.Bee Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01192144177216169660noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831794943417222809.post-11445132867005156282010-01-31T17:23:00.000-08:002010-01-31T17:39:45.935-08:00French Toast Merci!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlACE-J4lZHUGB1cXCRUIkb3dM9uwQTYEGTQhzeLlzEXRvx1lxEjjyYjJj7Q7Bi6H2Y_y6OvxKeWsnOZVryUFcsP_HHbd7Ibk92ESRCSiHdH493ODKk4LFqGchQi0pAREyoYwzAYMMC3Ib/s1600-h/2010+01+30+Invitations+and+French+Toast+006.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlACE-J4lZHUGB1cXCRUIkb3dM9uwQTYEGTQhzeLlzEXRvx1lxEjjyYjJj7Q7Bi6H2Y_y6OvxKeWsnOZVryUFcsP_HHbd7Ibk92ESRCSiHdH493ODKk4LFqGchQi0pAREyoYwzAYMMC3Ib/s400/2010+01+30+Invitations+and+French+Toast+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433083669923785218" border="0" /></a><br />Here's an old favorite, I know. But I figured, not everyone knows how to make it, honestly. But it's so easy. With the ingredients you would use for toast, scrambled egg, plus a few house pantry staples... you've got a yummy, Saturday breakfast.<br />-De rien (Your welcome :)<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">French Toast Merci</span><br />(Makes One Serving)<br /><br />1 Medium Egg<br />1/4 Cup Skim Milk (or whatever kind you have)<br />Pinch of Cinnamon<br />Little Drop of Vanilla Extract<br />3 Slices 100% Whole Grain Wheat (or whatever kind you have)<br />Powdered Sugar<br />Syrup<br /><br />1. Heat non-stick skillet to Med-High. (If using regular skillet, simply spray with cooking spray)<br /><br />2. Mix egg, milk, cinnamon, and vanilla in bowl. Make sure yolks break.<br /><br />3. Dip 1 slice of bread into mixture, making sure to coat both sides.<br /><br />4. Throw that break in the pan. NOTE: It may drip :)<br /><br />5. Wait approximately the time you would wait when flipping an egg (maybe 1/2-1 minute) and flip. NOTE: If it gets black real fast, turn the heat down. You want golden brown :)<br /><br />6. Repeat for the last two slices of bread. At some point there may be the slippery part of the egg in a lump on one side of one piece of bread, no worries, that's yummy, just slop that bread into the pan.<br /><br />7. Layer bread, sprinkles of powdered sugar, and syrup.<br /><br />NOTE to DIABETICS: This is not the meal for you. UNLESS you skip the powdered sugar and use sugar free syrup. In that case it's about 3 carbs choices (45 grams of carbohydrate) and 1 protein.<br /><br />Feel free to add fruit, especially bananas. I'll get around to making and posting banana stuffed french toast on Hawaiian sweet bread...soon.Bee Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01192144177216169660noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831794943417222809.post-71817901156276554852010-01-30T10:00:00.001-08:002010-01-30T10:18:29.652-08:00Making Decisions<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.pixiepalace.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/09/thelittlemermaid.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 453px; height: 450px;" src="http://www.pixiepalace.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/09/thelittlemermaid.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Growing up, I always thought about the decisions I would have to make. I know what kind of food I like, I know what I like to wear, I know what colors make me smile. But somewhere between dressing myself in honestly the most beautiful, most comfortable Little Mermaid matching shirt and shorts: knowing what I like and picking out what to wear, eat, buy got more complicated.<br /><br />I'm not quite sure that it's that I'm trying to impress others so much. I mean I can pick what I like... well, in theory. I guess I always wonder what else is there, I wonder that once I've made the decision I'll realize that it wasn't the best one and I'll want to go back and choose again to make sure it fits just right.<br /><br />Well... in all the decisions first the decision to follow Christ is one I've never thought about going back on. That has changed my life indefinitely, without a doubt.<br /><br />But ladies and gentlemen, I've found the Little Mermaid shirt that I want to spend the rest of my life with. Kyle. He's amazing. I don't worry or wonder that there's anything else better out there or that maybe I've made the wrong decision... nope. There honestly is not another person that was made more for me, or that I was made more for. I know what I like, I know what I love. And picking him, has been the (2nd) easiest decision I've ever made.<br /><br />So we're getting married! in 98 days actually, and while the decision to marry him was perfect... well the decisions about the wedding keep on coming and I have no idea the color palette or the theme, or what we'll eat, or what the flowers will be.<br /><br />I look at blogs, and pictures, and talk to friends about ideas. But I want to find the one that's the Little Mermaid shirt, that I love, that's me, that I look at and honestly couldn't imagine a better choice. A wedding that is a picture of the man I've found that loves me more than I could imagine.<br /><br />The bridesmaids dresses are jewel-toned purple. And well, that's all we've got. And it'll be outside in the -perfect- location. Other than that...<br /><br />Looking for the 'little mermaid' of weddings,<br />BeeKayBee Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01192144177216169660noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831794943417222809.post-83619190647113313052010-01-29T18:50:00.000-08:002010-01-29T18:54:54.219-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://100layercake.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/100lc_rwamandab81.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 587px; height: 404px;" src="http://100layercake.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/100lc_rwamandab81.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />Isn't this picture just amazing.... wow.<br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Where's it from? My Favorite New Find:<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">www.100layercake.com/blog<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://100layercake.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/100lc_rwhollybilly5a.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 587px; height: 900px;" src="http://100layercake.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/10/100lc_rwhollybilly5a.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a></div>Bee Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01192144177216169660noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831794943417222809.post-25231609675952448332010-01-29T17:27:00.000-08:002010-01-29T17:32:09.491-08:00Revamping the blog space...So the blog needed a face life. Honestly, it needed to grow up! For those of you who know me, I don't think I necessarily look like the girl in the picture... but that's kind of the idea I have in my head for growing up I guess, you know all businessy and fun with a cool purse and neat drink, lol...<br /><br />Just Saying.<br /><br />Enjoy. and if you wanna create something like it, head over to scrapblog.com :)Bee Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01192144177216169660noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831794943417222809.post-40668150568839826122010-01-29T09:59:00.001-08:002010-01-29T10:19:49.617-08:00Flowers, and wedding, and flowers.So today means, wedding planning!<br /><br />I've got the day off, miraculously! and I've decided that among the things I must catch up on for school... I'm planning a wedding too.<br /><br />Flowers. Here's the thing, I love flowers! Like really, in a perfect world we would all wear flowers and butterflies, like real ones! If I could decroate my wedding day any way I wanted there would be a field of wildflowers, lots of potted flowers growing and butterflies flapping around everywhere.<br /><br />NOTE: I'm still trying to figure out if I can grow yellow butterflies and release them when we say I do :) lol<br /><br />But Flowers, friend, are expensive. Either way, today I'm not paying for them, today I'm just looking :)<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">So here's your more classy wedding, like w grown up wedding, and no doubt, Beautiful!<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.theknot.com/ImageStage/Objects/0003/0042685/large_image.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 300px;" src="http://media.theknot.com/ImageStage/Objects/0003/0042685/large_image.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Bride's flowers above and Bridesmaids' below!<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.theknot.com/ImageStage/Objects/0003/0042682/large_image.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 300px;" src="http://media.theknot.com/ImageStage/Objects/0003/0042682/large_image.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Then the ultra classy hydrangea white centerpieces...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.theknot.com/ImageStage/Objects/0003/0024594/large_image.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 300px;" src="http://media.theknot.com/ImageStage/Objects/0003/0024594/large_image.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />But then honestly, THIS below, these are more, well, me...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.theknot.com/ImageStage/Objects/0003/0050486/large_image.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 300px;" src="http://media.theknot.com/ImageStage/Objects/0003/0050486/large_image.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>like that yellow pops like sunshine!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.theknot.com/ImageStage/Objects/0003/0016768/large_image.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 300px;" src="http://media.theknot.com/ImageStage/Objects/0003/0016768/large_image.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>And then to cut down ont he flowers, and still add to the table, an idea that I'm sure I love... the photo frame. Not sure who the Asian guy is in the picture, but it could be fun!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.theknot.com/ImageStage/Objects/0003/0015870/large_image.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 300px;" src="http://media.theknot.com/ImageStage/Objects/0003/0015870/large_image.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/BRITTA%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /><img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/BRITTA%7E1/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" />Bee Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01192144177216169660noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831794943417222809.post-75222672133965285682010-01-29T09:54:00.000-08:002010-01-29T09:58:31.093-08:00the theme is just my LifeSo apparently I'm not as great at blogging as I had once hoped. I'm the type of person who loves to get great ideas, get things started, and then feel great about it. Notice I didn't say 'finish things' and then feel great about it, right. So we may slowly progress through the people that inspire me, but not in a forced manner.<br /><br />I have some new recipes for ya'll as soon as I can share them, but I also have some really great news!<br /><br />I'm getting married! Love of my life, asked me to spend the rest of my life with him as his wife! I'll write more about him later for sure, believe me you will hear more than you want.<br /><br />For now I'm still trying to find my identity as a blogger, if there is such a thing. And then I relized that I don't have to have some theme that is the be all end all of blogs. But that the theme is my life, really. And so I'm growing up, getting married, and trying to figure out exaclty what that means.<br /><br />-BritBee Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01192144177216169660noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831794943417222809.post-70040767814197946432009-11-03T15:43:00.000-08:002009-11-03T16:08:25.219-08:00Inspiration Number Two: Mom<div style="text-align: center;">(Picture to Come Soon)<br /><br />SUZIE KINGSLEY<br />But I just call her MOM<br /><br />Compassionate, Friendly if I've ever Known It<br /></div><br />I know that you may be thinking either A: Why wasn't your mom number one? or B: Oh and she pulled the mom card, had to say her mom... but hear me out.<br /><br />Born Emma Suzanne Cating, "Suzie" is my mom, and she has been all my life. This would explain why she has had the very most influence on who I have become thus far. If I am ever friendly, ever talkative, ever look into the eyes of another person and feel their pain, love, joy, or frustration... It's because of my mom.<br /><br />My mom is one of those people that knows everyone, not because she's in a women's league and spends her days waltzing around town dressed to the T mingling in social circles, but because no matter where she is, whatever she is doing, however busy or frustrated she may be, she takes the time to jump into someone else's life.<br /><br />Growing up we'd go to the same grocery store and my mom could compliment the cashier on her newest homemade headband, ask about the lady's son and daughter, and that new dog they just bought and I would wonder how in the worl she knew all this. They weren't old friends from high school and my mom didn't know her from some otherplace... but everytime my mom came to the store she would ask the lady about her life and always end with "Have a nice day!"<br /><br />My mom is famous for the "Have a nice day!" and the "If you can't say anything nice, don't say anything at all." She lives her life looking for ways she can help others, but not by simply donating money, but donating a part of her life, time, or caring to take an extra minute. She makes birthday cards for people at church, she makes special brownies when someone has had a hard week, she helps the cleaning lady pack up the old blinds that were being thrown away because they would look nice in her house but she wasn't tall enough to reach them by herself.<br /><br />If you ever meet my mom, she will talk you ear off. I'm not lying, if you meet either of us, we will both make your ear literally plead for silence, but she cares.<br /><br />As I've grown up in the world, learning these things from my mom has put me in some interesting situations: because honestly I cannot comprehend or understand why someone would be rude or why someone would not want to do everything they could to help another person. I understand frustration, because my mother also raised me to be patient, and that means being patient with those who have had about enough... but why would anyone talk in a rude tone to get a point across. Don't we all stop listening when someone is rude and we all get more frustrated when someone yells...<br /><br />Suzie Kingsley is mom, a friend, someone who makes bags for the trainers away football games, who does puzzles everynight, who bakes cookies when friends came to study, who can laugh and cut up like a 5 year old when warranted, and who love me and everyone she comes in contact with in a way I've never seen before.<br /><br />I grow up better everyday because of who my mom was and is to me:<br /><div style="text-align: center;">Suzie Kingsley: Mom: Compassionate and Incredibly Friendly<br /></div>Bee Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01192144177216169660noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831794943417222809.post-65631833529046806492009-11-01T16:20:00.000-08:002009-11-01T16:39:30.055-08:00Inspiration Number One: Tiffany FergusonI'll start by saying these are in no particular order, but they are the people who inspire me to be who I am today. To grow up the way I am growing up, and people that if I grow up to be at least half of what any of them are, I will be truly blessed.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQy_GzvtU2rFownEzEhUXfpXvBb0E_mV_WY_gdZtWJFfPnhYsPy_HS9J4ICkuBRF3SRZdHnDRMP_dcpSiQhPK0dul-K64LuBo5gqJafYWGKJkFIBi2fQTTZuf3A25LNFYAWkznfQJGH5xE/s1600-h/Tiffany+Ferguson.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 344px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQy_GzvtU2rFownEzEhUXfpXvBb0E_mV_WY_gdZtWJFfPnhYsPy_HS9J4ICkuBRF3SRZdHnDRMP_dcpSiQhPK0dul-K64LuBo5gqJafYWGKJkFIBi2fQTTZuf3A25LNFYAWkznfQJGH5xE/s400/Tiffany+Ferguson.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399298786333503346" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;">TIFFANY FERGUSON<br /><br />Faithful, Loving, Servant<br /></div><br />Tiffany Ferguson is someone who at times I'm sure faithless people have called crazy, who many times people have called beautiful especially if they have seen her heart, every time the Kenyans are amazed by, and within the past few years every moment a little girl calls Mom.<br /><br />I met Tif when we traveled to Kenya last year to live amongst our 'family' there. They are surely her family. Her and her husband led a team to Kenya to become parts of the lives of a little village called Imbirikani and the Massai people who live there. Sharing love, joy, and the Word of God while we share life with them.<br /><br />Tiffany is woman of faith. When asked whose faith I am inspired by I think "Tiffany" and "Abraham." And no, I'm not kidding. Tiffany knows the Lord in a close and wonderful way, and she shares his love with everyone around her with her kind and gentle spirit and outstanding hopsitality...<br /><br />but her faith has been most apparent in the last year, when people may have called her crazy, or people in her situation would have doubted she stood for what she believed God was calling her to do.<br /><br />After having been pregnant with Seri (her baby girl) the year before in Kenya, she returned to Kenya a year later with her 9 month old little girl. Too young for all the shots she needed, unable to eat the food there, and people said why? or how? And Tif said that the Lord had called her family to go, and Seri, named Naserian a Massai name, would be going to too.<br /><br />Amazingly Seri was a blessing and never a burden. The Massai people who had named the baby in Tif's belly "Baby Love" were elated to see their Naserian. The people were honored by her name and that they were able to share life with her. Tiffany just obeyed the Lord.<br /><br />In a time when the missions team was reconsidered due to financial instability, Tiffany would speak and say that she knew God had a plan. In a time a year later when she had another Ferguson on the way, she headed back to Kenya to serve and love. Again people asked how? And she said, God.<br /><br />With a baby on the way, her husband now looking for a new job, the news of a job, but a move hours away, and with her little Seri turning two... She is a picture of faith. Because she knows not where God is leading them everyday, but she trusts that he is there, and he is love, and he is Jehovah Jireh; the Lord will Provide.<br /><br />Hebrews 11:1 Now faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Tiffany Ferguson: Woman of Faith.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPfEIK3W9MjWRmUaDyJoPP8MP2h7t5LZouTs-XgIMFuqqFKz3y-hfJa4l4VFYyTDFzOmU8aImXrXdB_66n0kALWXOolWb0uDXB5HUCOBQ_I4FZcdQj6zjqVtt9YVKElThsqgaCXwxrq6p3/s1600-h/Tiffany+Ferguson+2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPfEIK3W9MjWRmUaDyJoPP8MP2h7t5LZouTs-XgIMFuqqFKz3y-hfJa4l4VFYyTDFzOmU8aImXrXdB_66n0kALWXOolWb0uDXB5HUCOBQ_I4FZcdQj6zjqVtt9YVKElThsqgaCXwxrq6p3/s400/Tiffany+Ferguson+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399299094247675634" border="0" /></a><br /></div>Bee Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01192144177216169660noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831794943417222809.post-4757569185345422332009-10-27T20:13:00.000-07:002009-10-27T20:20:06.123-07:00Those Who Inspire Me, Thanks for your Giving: Two Months of the People that have Changed my Life.So November First starts the "Those who Inspire me. Thanks for your giving." Showcasing the people in my life, near or far, who I know like the back of my hand, and who I've only heard stories about, who inspire me to become who I am today... who have helped to mold me into who I am am today and make me into a better woman tomorrow. The people who have helped me... Grow Up.<br /><br />My goal is to include a picture of each of them, something that captures the essence of their character and what they mean to me, although I know that to such an extent it's not possible, but I can try at least.<br /><br />I'll note that to God be all the glory, to these men and women because of the way they have been used by God to inspire me and bring more glory to Him.<br /><br />May the Month of November and December be full of thankgiving, or giving thanks to the people who grow me up Bee Kay...Bee Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01192144177216169660noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831794943417222809.post-58124460487596151372009-10-26T20:54:00.000-07:002009-10-26T21:17:45.275-07:00Inspiration...<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv6wECoe77hxXtXoEbmgNxjCFEEfa4yHWapDcDoUizYIpxvm-kqZy_Y0fD3ZxmhMttByfiIXopYp2j0ZWS-1SsRbXgBJw9vfHTif7HV2zszCIptX1PiQKvaFbebqFDuGDyGWaSbNEy540E/s1600-h/DSC00295.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv6wECoe77hxXtXoEbmgNxjCFEEfa4yHWapDcDoUizYIpxvm-kqZy_Y0fD3ZxmhMttByfiIXopYp2j0ZWS-1SsRbXgBJw9vfHTif7HV2zszCIptX1PiQKvaFbebqFDuGDyGWaSbNEy540E/s320/DSC00295.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397128097367375970" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;">i n s p i r a t i o n...</span><br /></div><br /><br />So I don't have too much time and it's way past my bedtime and I just wanted to note a few things about today, how I'd like to move past my procrastination... and how I've recently been inspired.<br /><br />Although I did go to my internship (PS did I mention I rotated to a new hospital where the patients reason for admit are always crazy and I've had multiple adventures.) and saw patients, wrote chart notes, and all... once arriving at home:<br /><br />I took a two plus hour nap, had some soup, watched TV (wish is something I've recently picked up, does that come with growing up?), made a friend a fun card, had some ice cream and chocolate covered raisins... and then sat down to complete a few summaries and 4 essays that are due on Wednesday night...<br /><br />Yep, been putting those off for a little too long, and haven't quite gotten past the first essay yet. So I'm not sure if procrastination is part of growing up, but I sure hope not... because I was thinking about trying to grow out of that actually.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Anyways: Also noteworthy (I say that like the first half of this was even worth reading) I've decided I need a few focuses of the blog. A small project, some goals, so here are few ideas:</span><br /><br />7 days of Cooking from what's hanging around the kitchen<br />14 days of All food in and analyzed from the eyes of a dietetic intern<br />23 days of Details in places we may ordinarily not be looking<br />30 days of Reflection on this project called the One Year Bible and "catching Up"<br />44 days of Hugging someone every day (working in a medical setting and being home studying a lot that one could be hard, lol... sad though)<br />100 days of logging when I sleep and wake up every day... Just Kidding, who would ever read that.<br />or... 143 days of What is Love (from the world's eyes, and God's via the Bible)<br /><br />Anyways maybe this sounds crazy but I think it'd be good for me. I need the "days" to keep my goal in mind, otherwise I'll just get lost... and behind, lol. And I'll note I was<span style="font-weight: bold;"> inspired</span> by my camp friend Bailey and her roommate just taking a moment everyday to take a photo and <a href="http://jessieandbailey365.blogspot.com/">capture a moment for 365</a>. It is a highly recommended read...<br /><br />Like my favorite tree that reminds me of God's beauty and inspires me to love and breathe and enjoy... today (well yesterday) these ladies inspired me as well.Bee Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01192144177216169660noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831794943417222809.post-84167396736198007782009-10-13T17:26:00.000-07:002009-10-13T17:42:14.504-07:00Mr. Columbus and food for thought.So life has flown out the window like a bird running home and I'm just trying to make lists to keep up...<br /><br />That being said I'll very quickly catch you up on my latest adventures.<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">1. Ew</span><br />I tried a new recipe that I edited from one found on the back of Campbell's Low Sodium Cream of Mushroom Soup... I was going to call the masterpiece "Penne Green Bean Tuna Casserole." Although now seeing the name, and imagining what it could taste like it seems like an awfully yucky idea, I thought it would be great and ended up eating the leftovers for two days... due to my "I'm saving so I can pay off my student loan really fast when I get out of school finally" low budget.<br />Now I call the recipe "Ew!"<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">2. Yummy</span><br />So I did successfully make a wonderful and healthy! <span style="font-weight: bold;">meatloaf</span>, that I've captured by camera and I'll be posting as soon as I can along with the recipe... get excited.<br />Also for all of you that are not from South Louisiana, I'll be posting a great little story about Gumbo and a recipe (kind of) that you may be able to follow to end you in heaven, AKA <span style="font-weight: bold;">Dad's Gumbo</span> and <span style="font-weight: bold;">Mom's Potato Salad</span>.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">3. Thank You Mr. Columbus</span><br />I'll have to give props to Mr. Chris who decided he must in fact sail, for discovering the Americas and doing it in such a way that I got Monday off of work. My long weekend allowed me to see some beautiful people in my life.<br />The people that make you understand exactly who you are, and not only how you can better love, or how much they love you, but How much God must love you to bless you with people like them. The people that you could spend years drinking tea with and talking life or sitting with your arm around and saying nothing at all and being perfectly content.<br />To Amy, Lyndsey, Grace Community Church, and Kyle: thank you, may God bless you even one half of how you bless me and it would turn your world upside down.<br /><br />(Just a quick update, but More to come later on adventures of love, laughs, food, and friends...and my newly redecorated bathroom!)Bee Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01192144177216169660noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831794943417222809.post-200425775961699392009-09-21T19:50:00.000-07:002010-01-31T17:29:22.962-08:00Smashing Italian Chicken Pasta<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsE3wGFEhlh-jDXuENM_vWFaxQA1C4bZOS067ok5y-Ppa92QoUzHBS-dHcauVB23liyEZJrnCHDt6lohiWHx-a9W4u2gWudR7P-CkrYZb5tA-L2F-er3kiSYK1Qgj_x6y_uJt1uxFSw2G8/s1600-h/2009+10+08+Fall+09+LSU+Games+Food+Natalies+Cake+020.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsE3wGFEhlh-jDXuENM_vWFaxQA1C4bZOS067ok5y-Ppa92QoUzHBS-dHcauVB23liyEZJrnCHDt6lohiWHx-a9W4u2gWudR7P-CkrYZb5tA-L2F-er3kiSYK1Qgj_x6y_uJt1uxFSw2G8/s400/2009+10+08+Fall+09+LSU+Games+Food+Natalies+Cake+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433081012772300658" border="0" /></a><br />So okay, so you may be thinking that I've got more recipes than anything else at the moment... but it's just because at the current moment it seems the only time I sit down to write is as I'm eating, lol.<br /><br />So here's something I whipped up while needing motivation to complete a paper, and just used what was in the kitchen.<br /><br />Smashing Italian Chicken Pasta<br />(Makes 2 servings)<br /><br />6 ounces of boneless skinless chicken breast<br />2 tablespoons olive oil<br />Dash of black pepper<br />1/8 yellow or white onion<br />2 cups (dry) vegetable pasta (the swirly pasta in red, tan, and green)<br />1 cup favorite red pasta sauce (I use Classico Fire Roasted Tomato and Garlic and it's cheap)<br />1 small Roma tomato<br />1/2 cup shredded mozzerela cheese<br /><br />1. Fill a medium sized pot with water and set to boil on high, cover for faster boiling.<br /><br />2. Place chicken in microwave to defrost. Use defrost setting.<br /><br />3. In a medium size sauce pan (with a lid for later) add olive oil. Add dash of black pepper to pan. Heat over medium heat on the stove top.<br /><br />4. Chop onion into small chunks, no need to chop into dust or anything.<br /><br />5. Once chicken is defrosted, cut into chunks and add to olive oil pan, making sure to stir occasionally so food does not stick.<br /><br />4. As the water in the pasta pot comes to boil add pasta. Boil until al dente.<br /><br />5. Make sure to stir olive oil/ chicken pan, turn the heat to low, and add 1 cup of your favorite red pasta sauce. Place lid on pan.<br /><br />6. Drain pasta (USE CAUTION with STEAM) and add pasta to olive oil pan. Replace lid.<br /><br />7. Cut up tomato and add to pan. Cover with lid for 5-7 minutes.<br /><br />8. Remove lid stir away any excess water in the pan as steam, and serve.<br /><br />9. Add a sprinkle of mozzarella cheese to the top of each serving! and Yay, Yummy!Bee Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01192144177216169660noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831794943417222809.post-68990662472902357882009-09-14T16:56:00.000-07:002009-09-21T20:15:56.222-07:00Jalapeno Chicken Fajitas<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuV05X_RMrEPuBxD5VxcaEjmhzxTh9lXo44gRR7bjYiUgiwh9RMpXeD4UQGbLX30OOdfoyIstes7J5eUZqrf8R2LtV-_8ugwrmjUOtsTUq3ppu9KUDLOqqWZkOV0-8VAf8Ieqf0WMHerkW/s1600-h/2009+09+14+DM+Camp+Sky+Prom+Colorado+Food+414.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuV05X_RMrEPuBxD5VxcaEjmhzxTh9lXo44gRR7bjYiUgiwh9RMpXeD4UQGbLX30OOdfoyIstes7J5eUZqrf8R2LtV-_8ugwrmjUOtsTUq3ppu9KUDLOqqWZkOV0-8VAf8Ieqf0WMHerkW/s320/2009+09+14+DM+Camp+Sky+Prom+Colorado+Food+414.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384125242579115298" border="0" /></a><br /><br />So I decided that I should learn to cook more things, recipes that people actually eat. I've been known to combine mustard, blue cheese and tuna and spread on a tomato stacked on a cucumber and love it. Other think that's disgusting, and my breath smells awful.<br /><br />So here's one of my latest attempts at leaving the tuna death combination behind (well, maybe) and cooking great food (however I cannot promise it won't be a little out of the ordinary). Although I had recipes for multiple chicken dishes that I'd try my own recipe tonight. To my surprise it actually turned out well; my last attempt at creating my own recipe made red beans and rice that looks more like refried beans and rice and tasted like bean paste :(<br /><br />The taste is flavorful, yet not too spicy depending on the strength of the jalapenos and salsa. So here is the recipe; it's quick; easy; healthy; and cheap... What more could you ask for?<br /><br />Jalapeno Chicken Fajitas<br />(makes 4 fajitas to serve 2 people)<br /><br />2 tablespoons olive oil<br />1 tablespoon jalapeno juice (just use the juice from a jar of jalapenos)<br />Pepper<br />2 4-ounce boneless skinless chicken breast<br />1/2 green bellpepper<br />1/4 yellow onion<br />4 6-inch whole grain tortillas<br />1 cup salsa (any kind will do, I used Great Value Brand Black Bean and White Corn Salsa)<br /><br />1. Defrost chicken breasts and slice if the breast is very thick (over an inch).<br /><br />2. In a medium to large sized skillet pour olive oil and jalapeno juice and heat. Heat until a drop of water dropped unto the pan sizzles. (CAUTION: Don't let the oil get too hot, be careful.)<br /><br />3. Place chicken in skillet until cooked and golden on one side; then flip. (Chicken may stick a bit, that's okay.)<br /><br />4. Wash and slice bell pepper and onion and place in skillet with chicken.<br /><br />5. Note: a nice color should form on the bottom of the pan, feel free to slide around the chicken and vegetables to pick up that golden color. That's all great flavor in there!<br /><br />6. After about 2 - 3 minutes, turn the hear low or off and cover with lid. This allows the vegetables to soften up a bit.<br /><br />7. Warm up the tortillas, fill with chicken vegetables and a few tablespoons of salsa, roll, and enjoy!<br /><br />I'll include a picture later, but for now I'll just let you know it tastes great!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHbkOJaYrRnWHCmjdbPehJnF95ga_ZBlTpNunLJCN5smSmjLoGXhYwkPL2aW_lCMOZrGi6HM26EikZcewH_F4fGiWVYzDjrzbmDwEQJsb9YhZ-GTDP0AhN6CQJiX4nCeFhprEAp4TJIO7q/s1600-h/2009+09+14+DM+Camp+Sky+Prom+Colorado+Food+418.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHbkOJaYrRnWHCmjdbPehJnF95ga_ZBlTpNunLJCN5smSmjLoGXhYwkPL2aW_lCMOZrGi6HM26EikZcewH_F4fGiWVYzDjrzbmDwEQJsb9YhZ-GTDP0AhN6CQJiX4nCeFhprEAp4TJIO7q/s320/2009+09+14+DM+Camp+Sky+Prom+Colorado+Food+418.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384124586389377090" border="0" /></a>Bee Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01192144177216169660noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8831794943417222809.post-87137806444055495812009-09-06T14:35:00.000-07:002009-09-21T20:19:07.053-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOC51zc5-ZyghDIKpXXMQeSdeAjlz3WCyUSgFBwDuS_iGTIR4kmprer2xK4H7Wca8pM_msWD9NKYdU4LB8XL4tTY7jdPcnB5PzDHcpw5fL6jrWF716UeleTmMr3GBpCz7v5t486rjBHf3r/s1600-h/2009+04+24+Many+Things+012.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOC51zc5-ZyghDIKpXXMQeSdeAjlz3WCyUSgFBwDuS_iGTIR4kmprer2xK4H7Wca8pM_msWD9NKYdU4LB8XL4tTY7jdPcnB5PzDHcpw5fL6jrWF716UeleTmMr3GBpCz7v5t486rjBHf3r/s320/2009+04+24+Many+Things+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378510481307411250" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Welcome!<br /><br />If you've made your way here and decided to stay, thank you. My name's Brittany, my friends call me BK... growing up I was given the name, and still growing up it's stuck with me. I recently moved into the "real world" where work requires "business casual" and cooking dinner should be more than peanut butter ans strawberry preserves on wheat.<br /><br />I've already begun wardrobe shopping, and I'm a sale-finder, deal getter; thinking that I can make anything I see cheaper than the sale price. (Note: I'm usually very wrong, lol) But I'll invite you to join me in multiple new attempts, clothes, my crazy hair, cooking, decorating, budgeting... and all those things we're supposed and I' like to master as "grown-ups."<br /><br />A little life, a little failure, a little success, and quite possible a lot of God. Enjoy.<br /><br />(Below is a Quick Tuna Sandwich!... tuna, apple chunks, bell pepper chunks, dijon mustard, and dab of mayo mixed up and served on whole grain bread... with the other half of the apple!)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKKnpv9qOdqAH-qd5u7nIQOutCM6BE8mkWAgxW1HLMPZEnZiUnYCM500HkQ3L7NekE0KoPmUw3AR-p0wGayKFI5NhyLbRdYy1qcQvmbQ4-C0IJrsz1QpDiTvOT4LCd4EubiTXNwjX8E4t4/s1600-h/2009+09+14+DM+Camp+Sky+Prom+Colorado+Food+413.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKKnpv9qOdqAH-qd5u7nIQOutCM6BE8mkWAgxW1HLMPZEnZiUnYCM500HkQ3L7NekE0KoPmUw3AR-p0wGayKFI5NhyLbRdYy1qcQvmbQ4-C0IJrsz1QpDiTvOT4LCd4EubiTXNwjX8E4t4/s320/2009+09+14+DM+Camp+Sky+Prom+Colorado+Food+413.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384125981754149122" border="0" /></a>Bee Kayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01192144177216169660noreply@blogger.com0