I am so used to being with my husband every second of every day (except for work of course.) Trevor is away on research. I have truly realized the meaning of our vows. We have to be together until death do us part, not until research do us part!! I really can't handle life without Trevor. It all began when I was a baby. My mom stayed at home with me and created the monster known as Brittney. She would only leave me to work out. She would stand me in the gym daycare, with my baby bag, toys, etc. and go workout. Upon her return, an hour or so later, I would be in the exact same position as she left me. She then enrolled me in 3 year old, half day preschool. I cried every single day and every day I was sent to the Principal's office. The principal loved me so much that she took it upon herself to feed the monster. Literally... She would take me to run errands, play with puppies, go shopping, and go out to eat. My mom soon unenrolled me in 3 year old, half day preschool. I later cried every first day of school's eve. I cried every day of summer camp. I cried every day of my sister's first year of college. I cried every day of my first year of college. I cried every night of my 6 month, one bedroom living experience. With all of that said, I have trouble being alone and being away from the one's I love. Trevor, please come home!

City Girl? ha!

Dish: Dove
Recipe: youtube
Meal: dinner
Eaters: Me and Trevor
Pajamas: Plaid pants and gray T

Trevor got a call from Simone to go hunting. He hesitated a bit and I told him to go for it! He left super early in the morning. I didn't hear back from him until the evening. He said he was having so much fun and got a bunch of dove. Up to that point, I had no idea what he was hunting. My only comment was, "DO NOT bring anything dead into this house!" He got home after I was asleep. The next morning when I got up, I opened the fridge to find breakfast. I pulled out this gallon bag... and screamed. It was full of blood and what looked like deer hearts. I stuffed it back in and skipped breakfast. When Trevor woke up, he told me it was dove meat. It was really dark and super bloody (with some feathers floating around. Ugh) He told me that I should cook them. When I was apprehensive, he told me just to throw them out. (he of little faith) I knew this was a test! I got on youtube, determined to prove to Trevor that I was not just a whimpy city girl. I typed in how to cook dove. I clicked on the first video. Immediately this guy had a newly shot dove and started ripping it apart. I didn't want to hear it so I started screaming. I couldn't turn it off because I would have to look at the screen. I spent the next 6 1/2 minutes with my hands over my eyes while going lalalala. The next video was great! They started at the meat part. I learned that I had to detach the meat from the bone and then cook them allot like a steak. I could totally do it! I poured the blood down the sink and only gagged twice. I then speared one with a knife and worked up the courage to touch it. I then had to use my thumbs to work it off the chest plate. I swear I heard a few chirps. Every time it would chirp, I would drop it in the sink and run a lap around the kitchen. I finally got most of the breasts off the bones. One of them had this psychedelic tendon inside it and it made me lose my breath it was so gross. I didn't know what to do with that thing so I threw the whole thing away?? I then put a cream cheese stuffed jalapeno on the breast and wrapped it up in bacon. I put a skewer in the middle and wallah, they were prepared. I grilled them a few minutes on each side. I made some hash browns, corn and stuffed jalapenos for side dishes. Trevor was so impressed. I was super proud of myself. I will be honest, I really didn't think I could do it! We each tried them and they were wonderful. They tasted totally different than anything I've eaten before. Dove meat is like a mix between poultry and beef. It doesn't have any gaminess. I loved it. Trevor told me that they tasted as good or better than any he had tasted before! I am so proud of myself and I can totally hang with those Wyoming or Colorado girls!!