THE LITTLE THINGS COUNT

I HAVE STARTED PAYING ATTENTION TO THE SMALL THINGS IN LIFE, WELL SOME BIG ONES TOO.  THESE ARE THE THINGS THAT HAVE MADE ME SMILE AND MEMORIES I’LL CHERISH.

SO MANY MORE TO COME AND THESE ARE IN NO PARTICULAR ORDER…

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I LOOOOVE…

…MY HUSBAND’S SMILE.  I LOVE HIS EYES.  I LOVE HIS HUGS.

…MY FAMILY.  FAR AND WIDE, THE GOOD, THE BAD AND THE UGLY THINGS.

….THE BIBLE.  I LOVE THAT EVERY SINGLE VERSE HAS A MEANING AND A REASON IT WAS DOCUMENTED.

…THE FEELING OF NEW SOCKS.

…BOB BARRY’S VOICE WHEN AN OU PLAYER IS ON A LONG RUNNING DRIVE FOR A TOUCHDOWN.

…THE FEELING OF MAZZI’S FUR AFTER SHE’S BEEN GROOMED.

…BRADY AND DANIELLE’S HALLOWEEN COSTUMES.

…THE FEELING IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT NOTICING MAZZI SNUGGLED UP TO MY HIP.

…THE OPENING GAME DAY OF OU FOOTBALL.  I LOVE THE OPENING VIDEO AND THE AWE AND EXCITEMENT ON EVERYONE’S FACES.  I LOVE THAT THIS DAY BRINGS TEARS TO MY MOM’S EYES!

…MACY’S SOFT EARS.

…CRAWLING INTO BED WITH A NEW SET OF CRISP SMOOTH SHEETS AND LAYING ON A COLD PILLOW WITH A HEAVY BLANKET OVER ME.

…TO WATCH FRIENDS OVER AND OVER AGAIN.

…MAKING RAW FOODS.

…EXHAUSTING MYSELF WEIGHT LIFTING AND NOT BEING ABLE TO PUT MY HANDS TOGETHER AFTER.

…TO WATCH SEX AND THE CITY MARATHONS, FOLLOWED UP WITH THE MOVIE.

…TO HEAR A SONG THAT REMINDS ME OF SOMEONE OR SOME EVENT.

…FOUR DAY VACATIONS WITH AN EXCITING NIGHT OF OU FOOTBALL TO SUM OF THE YEAR.

…GETTING SURPRISES.  ONLY THE GOOD KIND THOUGH.

…THE MEMORIES OF MY GRAMPA VIC LETTING US PUNCH HIS ROCK HARD BELLY.

…THE MEMORY OF MY LITTLE BROTHER RIDING THE LAWN MOWER WITH MY GRANDPA.

…MOVIE LINES WITH THE BROS AND SIS.

…THE SMELL OF POPCORN.

…WHEN A SMELL SPARKS A MEMORY.

…THE WAY MY DAD USED TO TUCK ME IN…SO TIGHT I COULDN’T MOVE.

…THAT WHEN I’M UPSET JASON SAYS THE RIGHT THINGS.

…THE SOUND AND SIGHTS OF FIREWORKS BLASTING ABOVE ME.  THE SPARKLE THAT LIGHTS UP THE DARK.

…A REALLY UNIQUE HALLOWEEN COSTUME.

…WHEN PEOPLE ARE FALLING ASLEEP, SAY SOMETHING OFF THE WALL AND THEN ACT LIKE THEY WERE AWAKE.

…SWEET POTATOES.

…THE WEIGHT, SMELL, SWISH, FIRST SIP AND AFTERTASTE OF A GLASS OF RED WINE.

…MANHATTAN.

…TO GET SOME SORT OF FRAGRANCE FROM A VACATION TO BRING BACK THE MEMORIES.

…SPARKLY CANDLE STICKS.

…TWO MOVIES AT THE THEATER IN ONE DAY.  THREE IS EXTRA SPECIAL.

…BIG CITY SKY RISES.

…THE AQUA BLUE COLOR OF THE GIANT CRASHING WAVES OF CABO.

…BLACK FOREST CAKE FROM THE SWISS PASTRY IN FORT WORTH.

…LOOKING FORWARD TO A VACATION.

…DEPARTMENT STORES DURING THE HOLIDAYS.

…MOVIES I CAN WATCH OVER AND OVER AGAIN.

…THE SMELL OF CELERY AND BUTTER SIMMERING IN A PAN.

…THAT DURING PRAYER, I GET CHILLS.

…THE CHI MACHINE.

…MY PARENTS.

…THE COLOR BLACK.

…THE COMFORT AND HOME FEELING OF CHRISTMAS IN ANGEL FIRE WITH THE FAMILY.

…THE MEMORY OF ALL THE COUSINS PLAYING HOTEL AND NEWSPAPER WHEN WE WERE YOUNGER AT GRAMMA C’S HOUSE.

…DAVE MATTHEWS BAND CONCERTS.

…A FRESHLY VACUUMED CARPET.

…THE MEMORY OF MY GRAMMA PLAYING DRESS UP AND BARBIES WITH MY COUSIN AND ME.

…HEARING “DON’T STOP BE-LIEEEEEEE-VIN'” BY JOURNEY.  I DON’T CARE HOW MANY THOUSANDS OF TIMES IT’S BEEN USED, IT STILL ROCKS MY MUSICAL WORLD!

…THE ART OF PHOTOGRAPHY.

…PILATES.

…THE SMILE ON SOMEONE’S FACE WHEN I MAKE THEM A GIFT.

…TO MAKE OTHERS HAPPY.

…TO MAKE GIFTS FOR FRIENDS AND FAMILY.

…EATING AT NEW RESTAURANTS IN HOTLANTA.

…MY SIBLINGS.

…SEEING MY LITTLE COUSINS PLAY WITH MY DAD.

…MY MOM’S SPAGHETTI AND MEATBALLS WITH COTTAGE CHEESE AND PICKLES ON THE SIDE.

…MY GRAMMAS.

…MY AUNTS, UNCLES AND COUSINS NEAR AND FAR.

…WHEN MY DAD MAKES MY MOM LAUGH.

…CHRISTMAS MEMORIES IN NORMAN, OK WITH ALL OF MY DAD’S SIDE.

…MAKING MY FRIENDS LAUGH THROUGH EMAIL.

…THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS AND NOT BEING ABLE TO SLEEP, I HOPE I NEVER GROW OUT OF THAT.

…A THICK, JUICY, MOUTH WATERING, BUTTERY FLAVORED STEAK.

…GREEN JUICE.

…THANKSGIVING MEMORIES IN LIBERAL, KS.

…MY IN LAWS.

…MENTAL PICTURES.

…TO HEAR DREAMS THAT OTHERS HAVE HAD ABOUT ME.

…MY PARENTS CHOICE IN FRIENDS

…COMEDY SHOWS (IN PERSON).

…JASON’S BURRITOS NOT MADE BRITT APPROVED.  JASON’S FAJITA’S MADE BRITT APPROVED.

….TO LAUGH REALLY HARD.  EVEN BETTER, WHEN YOU’RE NOT SUPPOSED TO LAUGH AND IT SENDS YOUR BODY INTO CONVULSIONS.  I LOVE IT EVEN MORE WHEN THIS HAPPENS TO OTHERS.

…HEATHER’S SPICY SALSA!!  AND HER SINFUL MOIST CAKEBALLS SHE DUMPS ON MY DESK AT CHRISTMAS TIME.

…SPECKLED BANANAS.

…THE FEELING OF A LITTLE BODY ROLLING AROUND IN MY TUMMY.  I LOVE WHEN IT SURPRISES ME ENOUGH TO MAKE ME LAUGH.

…THE OU FIGHT SONG.  IT GIVES ME BUTTERFLIES AND ADRENILINE.

…SPICY PRETZLES HOMEMADE BY GENNA.

…BEING PREGNANT AND HEARING MY HUSBAND’S COMMENTS.

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4 Responses to “THE LITTLE THINGS COUNT”

  1. What about HD’s salsa?????

  2. YOUR KILLING ME. HOW CAN YOU WRITE THESE THINGS WITH DRY EYES?
    LOVE ALL YOUR THOUGHTS.

  3. this makes me happy to read all of these and i have to say we have a lot of the same “loves” 🙂 i feel the moments

  4. Britt…I just love you! Thank you for making me smile…..Love your Big!

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