Britney Annice

"I'm just not feeling it right now." Lately, I've had a lack of creativity. I usually feel like I'm bursting with so many ideas that I can't write them down fast enough. I don't know if it's writer's block, I'm uninspired or maybe I'm just so relaxed from the hot girl summer, that I'm not motivated to do anything but take pictures with a lil bit of cleavage showing so that somebody's son can slide into my DM's for cuffing season. Photo: My Mama Yeah. That's prolly what it is. We live in a world where they try to tell us that "Rich people don't sleep" or, folks are constantly pushing this "No days off" narrative. But, if we are constantly working ourselves to death, where do we find the time to be still so that we can hear what the next move is supposed to be? Photo: The homie Sarita This time last year, I made a promise to myself that I was going to go hard for my bra

"I'd like to visit the Civil Rights Museum with my great-grands!" This has been such an exciting summer and I promise, I'm about to get somewhere and sit down. But not before I tell ya'll about this last trip I had to Memphis! I remember being a kid and being super excited for family trips because I could ride in a rental car, sit next to my cousins the whole way and maybe our parents would let us swim in that hotel pool. Ain't it something how life comes full circle? Last weekend, I watched my nephew and nieces experience that same joy of being on the road while their grandparents supplied all the snacks and their parents repeatedly told them to chill. Must be nice. My family had taken us to the Civil Rights Museum as kids but this was my first time there as an adult. I remember seeing the slavery and sit-in exhibit and being sad because black folks were treated so poorly "back then" but we have come a long way and everything was differen

"I don't know them like that, I ain't going." Hello and happy Thursday from a new and improved 30 year old Brit! Well okay fine, I'm still slightly trash but we getting there. Let me tell ya'll something, the past few weeks of my life have been amazing! Ya'll ever took a break from paying bills just to relax? I'm hella poor right now but let me explain... My 20's were a blast! I feel like those years allowed me to get to know myself. You know, take this adult life for a spin and see if I crash (I crashed a few times). Although I had a lot of fun, I did A LOT of stressing. About graduating from college, moving from city to city, apartment to apartment, job to job, how I was going to pay for this or that and where my life was going in general. I did so much of that, until I had forgotten to take time for myself. See? This is why having a dope circle is important. I'm bout to pull up on ya'll with this word, ya'll ready? Photo:

"I'm just not where I thought I would be by now." Happy June ya'll! This is the month that I look forward to each year. It's the beginning of summer, there's usually a vacation planned and most importantly, IT'S MY BIRTHDAY MONTH! I've never been the type to stress about my age or where I was in life according to a specific timeline. I just always thought those things would fall into place and take care of themselves. Early 20's Brit favorite line was " I ain't in no rush ". Why would I be? Everything seemed to be going according to plan. I went to college, I graduated, I got a job in my field (ended up hating it), I moved back home, moved to LA (just like I said I would). That plan fell through, I'm like it's cool, I'm only 26.  Year 26 Bounced back, moved to back to Chicago at 27, got a job, quit that job, got another job.  Year 27 By this time I'm 28 and I'm like "Damn, I'm getting clo

"They must not have nobody to tell em" You know those people in life that everyone knows, "you can't tell them nothing"? They either shut you down when you offer them helpful information or advice, they listen to what you have to say and still do their own thing, or they just flat out get mad when you call them on their bullsh*t. Hi, it's me. I was once one of those people....Until I met my Mama... DUN DUN DUN . I have always been a very independent & opinionated person. But, I can also be very sensitive (I ain't no punk tho). Whenever I would do things and people wouldn't agree with my decision, I'd take offense and think they were being mean or unsupportive. Photo: A Selfie From The Back of My Phone Guys, sometimes disagreement is an act of love. You know when you've had one too many drinks on your birthday, you head to the bar for another and your friend stops you in your tracks and tells you "No More." That&#

"I can't commit to that right now" I know, commitment is scary. You're locking yourself into something that you usually have no idea what the outcome is going to be. You have to hold yourself accountable for something. In some cases, there are others holding you accountable as well. And that feeling can be very overwhelming. Hell, some of ya'll too scared to commit to an event on Facebook. Non commitment gives you the freedom to walk away without judgement. Well, I'm going to judge you whether you commit or not. "Word is Bond." - I was always taught that if I gave someone my word that I was going to do something, then I should always follow through. And if I find myself unable to follow through, I should offer an explanation as to why. And the "why" better be a damn good reason. Photo: Paparazzi In my personal experience, I've found that fear was keeping me from commitment: 1. Fear of Disappointing Myself - I launched A

"I'll never be able to do that..." Happy May ya'll. We are officially 1 month and some change away from my 30th birthday and I still have a back roll to get rid of. But that's not really what we're here to talk about today. Well...it kind of is. So, for the past few months, I've been talking about things that I'm overcoming or things that I've already overcome. I don't know if it's because I'm hitting a milestone this year or because for the first time in my adult life, I'm finally starting to slow down and reflect. Photo: My Mama Like many people, I've dealt with insecurities my whole life. I was chubby kid, who got teased. Then, I grew up, lost a bunch of weight, cut off my hair and went natural and nobody liked that either. Then I gained weight and my hair grew and that wasn't good enough. Then I lost weight again and had long hair and by that time, thickness was back in and I missed the boat again. Ya'l

"Okay, maybe I'm overthinking..... But what if I'm not overthinking and something happens and my life is ruined forever?" -Me, every night at approximately 2:04 AM I know, I know, last week I was on here talking to ya'll about shifting your energy and how we all need to take a chill pill sometimes. And here I am one week later talking about being a over-thinker. But how can we solve our problems if we don't address them, right? Sit down, it's time for ghetto therapy. Photo: Britney's iPhone It's like this: There are good and bad sides to over-thinking. Ya'll want the good or the bad first?... Okay, I'll do the bad. Over-thinking has made me many things: 1. A Procrastinator - Sometimes, I over-think things so much and get so overwhelmed that I just say forget it and go take a nap, then come back to it 5 seconds before I have to make a decision on it. 2. Late - I over-think everything, down to my outfits. I have had my s

"Get ready for a shift." Aight so boom... I used to think that only crazy, unfortunate things happened to me . Like, I was the only one to be chubby and teased as a child, I was the only clumsy kid who dropped everything, I never really won anything, I was the only one in the world who tried to make a mother's day spread and it end up being too salty to eat. At one point, I started calling myself "Bad Luck Brit". Whatever energy you put out comes back to you. Photo: Sierra Campbell Because of those experiences, I went through most of life almost always expecting things to turn out for the worst. I mean, I would think of the most horrible case scenario for every situation. Me: *Gets a new job* Also, Me: "Watch, I'm gone get fired for this pink hair and nose ring." Me: *Meets a nice man* Also, Me: "Watch, he gone have a secret relationship, a hidden baby and commitment issues." See what I'm saying? There

"Well, that's just a risk I'm willing to take." -Me, every time I break my diet to eat a donut. Happy April! I don't know how ya'll 2019 feels but I, personally would like to start this year over. Like, why is this year trying to fight us? Was it the wine I had on New Year's Eve? Was it the cheese plate? Is it because I didn't make an actual resolution? Whatever it is... I TAKE IT BACK, LORD. Now, if you've been following my journey here on Aintbritfunny, you know that I'm no stranger to taking risks. From moving across the country to follow a dream to quitting jobs I hate not knowing what was next. You know, all that scary stuff. The crazy part is, I sometimes enjoyed the rush that taking risks gave me. You usually go through 3 different steps: 1. Fear - "I should just do it... but hold on.." When you first get the idea of the risk, but you're afraid of the outcome. 2. Thrill - "Imma just do it! Matter of fact,

"You a flower and you need to make sure that man watering you." -Dude at the gym when when I lied about having a man When we think of GROWING , we usually don't see it in a negative way. When you think of GROWING , you think of words like: New, Exciting, Fun . But growth means change. And as we discussed a few blogs ago, change means discomfort and sometimes, that's exactly what growth is. I remember one summer when I was a little girl and I was out in my front yard playing jump rope. I was having so much fun! I jumped and jumped and jumped until I landed from one of those jumps with an excruciating pain in my knee. My parents took me to the doctor where I found out I had some type of growth spurt in my bones while jumping. That sound familiar to ya'll? You ever be minding your business, having fun and BOOM , growth spurt! Maybe you were having fun on that job you've been with for years and BAM , something happened, now you have to find another one. Ma

"It's just not my thing, I don't feel comfortable." You would think that by now, at my big age, I'd understand that life does not care whether or not you're comfortable. It's gone throw stuff at you. Sometimes you might catch it and sometimes it might hit you in your back when you not looking. The past few weeks we've been talking about seasons. The season of waiting, the season of building while you're waiting and this week, the season of discomfort that that comes with it all. Some may refer to it as growing pains. You know what they say, "In order to get something you've never had, you have to do something you've never done." Also, who is " they " and why they be talking so much? I'll give ya'll a few quick examples and I'm gone let ya'll go because ya'll ain't about to make me late for work, I need this job: Aight so boom... I absolutely love bread and sweets but I hate the gym. Howev

"Ok. But, when?" Aight so boom, last week we discussed being in a season of waiting. Now, waiting doesn't mean sitting there and doing absolutely nothing. When you're waiting in the doctor's office, do you just stare at the ceiling? No, you're either reading the magazines they provide, scrolling through your phone, or thinking about your next move. Watch how I'm bout to hit ya'll with this metaphor... Photo: My Mama If you are occupying your waiting time while in the doctor's office, why not apply that same concept to your everyday life and BUILD on your dreams while you wait. God is the doctor. While you're in his waiting room, you need to be thinking about your next move. Did ya'll like that or was that too much? Sorry. The black church is jumping out of me. In honor of 314 day, I'm going to give ya'll a quick peek into my BUILDING SEASON in that waiting room in St. Louis:  Ya'll know this story. About the ti

"When is it gone be my turn?" -Me at God 3 times an hour When I'm traveling back and forth to St. Louis, I usually prefer to drive. Not only because I can comfortably transport 4 loads of laundry to wash for free or bring back pieces of my Mama furniture, but mainly because I can be the one in control behind the wheel. I don't have to worry about the train being delayed, who I'll have to sit next to or what I'm going to snack on because please believe, I'm pulling over for some Chick-Fil-A at some point during that road trip. Patience has never really been my strong point. That's why this season of WAITING is killing me. Being in control has always been something that is very important to me. Now hold on... before ya'll dudes start getting scared to date me because you think that I'm controlling, let me explain myself. Photo: I be taking these. Sit down. My whole life, I've always kind of felt like the underdog or late bloome

"Black is Beautiful!" I chose this week's topic as BLACK AND CONFIDENT because of the importance it is to have confidence in your black skin. Society often urges us to "tone it down" a bit. We can't be too much of ourselves or people will start to feel uncomfortable. But on the other hand, folks can take our culture and everything that makes us unique, do the same thing and be praised for it. Nope. Not here for it. Okay so, it's been a rough black history month. Everybody done went to jail, most of ya'll tax money already gone and I did not enter into a relationship with a strong black man. But on the other hand, Kaepernick won his case against the NFL, Solange revived black planet and I slid back into some skinny jeans so that I can slide into somebody DM's this summer. See what I'm saying? God will turn it around, if you let him. When I was a little girl, I was very shy around strangers. I usually walked into a room with my hand

"While ya'll being distracted by this, look what's happening over here..." Ya'll know exactly who those types of people are on your friends list, don't you? You can't share a few funny memes, indulge in a hot topic discussion or post pictures of your lit brunch without somebody saying "Some of ya'll black folks be worried about the wrong thing!" And yes, some black folks ARE worried about the wrong thing BUT some black folks can worry about more than one thing at once. I mean damn, don't ya'll want a break sometimes? Photo: My Mama. Today's topic is on being BLACK AND CAREFREE . I wanted to make some heart warming post about black folks being able to be happy even in the face of adversity. Being able have joy and be aware at the same time. I had all intentions of posting photos of myself and my friends full of smiles. Making jokes about being black, educated and well spoken but being able to turn that off to be b

"Pull up or leave it on the playground." -Dr. Britney A. Douglas I'm just kidding, I'm not a doctor. Happy Black Love Day! I know a lot of folks dread spending this day alone, but for the past few years I have been using this day as an excuse to eat something very fat and unhealthy in the middle of week while ya'll are out making children. With this being the day of love, I chose to make this week's topic BLACK AND LOVING . One thing I have enjoyed seeing on the internet as of late is images of black love and black families. I mean, I clicked on a black love hashtag one day and was just lost in Instagram for a while marveling at these positive, loving images of us. We ARE some loving people, you know. Photo: Selfie Game Strong This past year I have really dug into practicing self love. I know, it sounds much easier than it is. And it's so hard appreciating yourself right where you are. But one day, I thought to myself, " God has given

"I'm black every month." Happy Black History Year! Because I am black all 12 of these months. But, I am going to give y'all some dope, black content for the duration of February. Perhaps a little more aggressively black than other months. I don't know. Hang out with me and see. This month I want to explore the many layers of us as a people. Black folks are often stereotyped in the most horrible and degrading ways. Our beautiful stories aren't always being shouted from the mountain tops and we have too much diversity within our culture to ever be put into a box. Which brought me to this month's topic of being " BLACK AND ..." I guarantee that phrase will end differently for each person. This week, mine is " BLACK AND TALENTED ". Ever since I was a little girl, I've always admired people who did it all and weren't afraid to explore the many talents that they have or even want to learn. We've seen Jada Pinkett Smith as a

"I just don't understand why this is happening to me." -Me, during any minor inconvenience. How many times has unexpected change come knocking and busting down your door before you even had a chance to put on your drawers and get ready for it? For me, more times than I can count. In the past few weeks of January, we've discussed change of habits, unexpected change and changing the way you deal. But, we haven't discussed ALLOWING change to happen. Sometimes, we can see change coming. We don't know when, but sooner or later it's going to happen. And sometimes, we may even try to intercede in order to prevent it. So peep this: I used to struggle with the thought of someone not liking me. I never wanted to be the person to make someone upset, ruffle feathers or cause confrontation. (Now, don't get me wrong; if you come for me, you can have these hands but, I'd rather not, okay?) Ya'll, do you have any idea how hard it is to NOT piss someon

"Whatever will be, will be." Okay, I'm going to be all the way real with ya'll. Sometimes, it's hard for me to "grin and bare it". When Change happens unexpectedly, I want to cry, cuss, lock myself into a room, turn off my phone, eat a bunch of stuff that's gonna make me fat and feel sorry for myself. The reality is, I can't always do that because I have a job to go to and bills to pay which won't allow me to stay in bed drowning in my disappointment. And that's a good thing because anxiety attacks are no joke. Photo: Me, I took this. Let me be transparent: Something that I always let stress me out is money. Every weekend, I sit and redo my budget to figure a way to pay my bills ahead of time so that I won't get caught up so easily. Sometimes, that works in my favor, most times, it doesn't. When that happens, I get upset and find myself in a stank attitude for a few hours, thinking about how I'm damn near 30 and j

"I didn't ask for this." Someone once said, " Change happens when you least expect it ". I don't know about you, but when I hear that, I'm always thinking of the good kind of change. Like that one time when I was broke, I found 20 dollars that I hid from myself in the pajama drawer, or when the dude I liked finally hopped in my DMs, or when they sent the new lease and the rent actually went down 50 dollars... Okay, that one never happened but ya'll get the point. You ever been sitting in the break room at work, chilling, scrolling your phone, having a good day, then somebody comes in there talking your ear off, annoying you and now your peace of mind is disturbed. Plus, you now have only 33 seconds left of your break  which you spend hiding from them in the bathroom but it doesn't matter because you see them all day anyway. Photo: Britney Annice That's kind of how UNEXPECTED CHANGE enters your life. It's like "Damn, I w

"Ugh, I'm bored." Hey ya'll! Welcome to 2019! I'm so glad that you decided to bring me with you instead of leaving me in the old year with all the people you hate. I know it's the top of the year and most of us are already a few days into our new diet plans. We cold. We mean. And we hungry. But, if you want to see change, you have to make a change, right? Photo: My Mama Change is the one thing that is consistent in our lives. Nothing ever stays the same. For the month of January, I'll be talking to you all about CHANGE . Which can mean a lot of different things for a lot of people. For me, this first week of 2019, it meant boredom . Before Christmas, I promised myself that after I finished my last blog post, I was taking some time to myself. Now, if ya'll follow me on social media, you know I go hard with the self promotion. I'm in ya'll face every. damn. day. And it ain't nothing you can do to stop me because I feel like I ha