Kate’s Not Here Right Now

April 10th, 2008 by Kateastrophe

She’s guest blogging over at Angela’s blog whilst Angela lives it up in Italy.
Go on!  Go read! Also, check Angela out while you’re over there.  She’s pretty freaking cool.

De-Motivated, Superficial and Liking It

April 9th, 2008 by Kateastrophe

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Un-motivated? Sans-motivated?  Hmmm.

Well either way you slice it, I have no motivation. Didn’t wanna wake up. Don’t wanna work. Don’t wanna do a whole lot of anything.

I think, once again, the gym is sucking the life out of me. I’m in the habit of going now and that’s great, but it doesn’t mean I’m not sore and tired and pissed about it the next day. I’m glad to be skinnier, I’m happy to fit into jeans that haven’t seen my butt in ages, but that doesn’t mean the gym and I are friends. I basically spend my entire workout cursing under my breath.  Fun times had by all.

Also, hormones? I hate you. I may or may not have had a freak out over pretty much NOTHING last night. Poor Matt. He puts up with my mood swings and ranting rather well. He’s pretty freaking great. I think I’ll keep him.

SO, now I’m trying to focus on the positive in an attempt motivate myself to be more positive today. So, today I give you a list of things I love today. Prepare yourselves, they are all superficial things. Haha. Maybe tomorrow I’ll give you a list of non-superficial things I love to prove to you that I’m not a shallow cow. (Or maybe I like being a superficial cow.  So there.)

~Diet Coke. Mmmm Diet Coke. I would be a horrible drug addict because when I’m having a bad day? All I want is a Diet Coke and since my office has a fountain I can have it for free whenever I want. FABULOUS.

~My new 7 for all Mankind jeans. I never thought I’d be the kind of person to spend that kind of money on jeans but I did and it was SO worth it. I’ve received designer jeans before as a gift but I’ve never been the one to spend the money on them, so this was a first for me. It was a reward for myself for the working out. I finally fit into them so I had to buy them. Plus, they are HOTTT. Also, I had a gift certificate and a bonus gift check from my Mom to TECHNICALLY, other people paid for them. Thank you community center and Mommy.

~My wedding ring. I STILL gaze at it adoringly in bling-bling light and when it’s gleaming in the sunlight when my arm is out the window of my car. I love that Matt gave it to me and that I still am amazed by it’s sparkliness and the fact that it’s a one of a kind and no one will ever have one exactly like it.

~My CAR!!! It’s so stupid but every time I walk out into the parking lot and see my car I get excited. I love the color, the way it drives, the seats, the stereo controls on the steering wheel . . . ALL OF IT. I also love that I got such a steal on it so I don’t want to kill myself whenever my car payment is due.

~My pink phone and the fact that when any of my girlfriends call, Justin Timberlake starts singing “Sexy Back.” I laugh ever time.

~A good pedicure and dark red nail polish. Meow. Also, speaking of feet, I love the fact that when I gain or lose weight, my feet always stay the same size. The only reason I am forced to get rid of shoes is because I’m hard on them and ruin them, not because my feet got too fat to fit in them.

~My family recipe for chicken noodle soup and the fact that it’s even better as leftovers.  Also, the fact that I can alter it just a bit so it’s healthy. I’ve been eating it for lunch all week and it makes me happy.

~My kitchen. I love love love my kitchen with it’s gorgeous cabinets and counter tops and I especially love my stainless steel appliances. We bought this particular model for two reasons. The garage and the kitchen. We have our priorities straight, right?  Well at least I do.  Garage-schmage.

There are a million other superficial, materialistic things I love, but I think I’ll end my list there. I’m sufficiently cheery and I think I’ll go drive my car whilst gazing adoringly at my wedding ring.  Then I’ll come back and get some work done.

While I do that, I think you guys should tell me some superificial things that you love. Don’t be ashamed! Superficial is good!!  It’s good for the soul!  (um, maybe not.  But whatever!  Go!  Be superficial!)

PS - Tomorrow I am guest posting over at Angela’s blog while that biddy is on her honeymoon in Italy.  HATING HER.  Anyway, I think I know what I’m writing about, but if there’s something you’re DYING to read about me, lemme know and I will see what I can do!! 

Jewels+Kate=Sleepy After Three Days of Non-Stop Fun

April 7th, 2008 by Kateastrophe

Um, I’m EXHAUSTED.

My be-fri Jewels came into town for the weekend and we partied like it was 1999.  No wait, that’s not right.  We partied like the 27/28 year old fuddy-duddies that we are.  And that means we were up until 1 AM and ready to die of  exhaustion every night.  We?  We are sort of lame.  Lame but funny!  To ourselves . . . shoot.

We had a total and complete blast.  We ate way too much food and looked pretty freaking hot. (I will add pictures tonight when I get home and yank them off my camera.)  We laughed for hours, waxed political and religious, baked ourselves at the pool in the glorious 85 degree weather, and, all in all, had a smashing good time.  She is an amazing friend and I’m SO lucky to have her.  Even if she does influence me to spend much to much money.  I guess that’s what we get for spending FOUR HOURS at the Scottsdale Fashion Square Mall.  Whoops!  However, I was overjoyed to find out that my big butt fits into designer jeans!!!  Whoo hooo!

On to business . . . I owe you guys a Soap Opera Sunday and I promise I’ll get it up.  I really didn’t have a minute free over the weekend.   I’ll try to write two of them this week for you in an attempt to catch up.  Please note that I said try.

Now if you’ll excuse me I’m going to crawl under my desk, behind the pillar in my cube and take a nap where no one can see me.  Sooo sleeplies.

Ooooh Soapy!

April 5th, 2008 by Kateastrophe

Hi peeps! I’m hosting Soap Opera Sunday this week, and I’ll be back to write the continuation of my saga, but for now, here is the Mr Linky! If you need the rules for SOS, you can find them here.

Happy Soaping!

**Updated: Uh, I seem to be having trouble with my Mr. Linky so if you’re playing, leave a comment or send me an email at kateastrophe(at)cox(dot)net and when I get this all worked out I’ll add your link.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY SAAAARRRAAAA!

April 2nd, 2008 by Kateastrophe

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Today is beaituful Sara’s birthday!!!! Whooo hooooo!! (And I know, could my friends have more birthdays this week!? Sheesh!! Everyone’s parents got busy toward the end of June, I tell you what!!)

Sara and I met during my senior year in high school, which was her freshman year at BYU. She lived down the hall from Hannah in the dorms, and they had quickly become friends. Hannah introduced us and we immediately hit it off. Of course the first night we met, Hannah pantsed poor Sara, underwear and all, so I like, met Sara, if you know what I mean! Then she was just sort of seamlessly integrated into our group of friends and we’ve been in love with her ever since.

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Sara is BY FAR the happiest, cheerfullest, funniest most darlingest human being I have ever met. She is ALWAYS smiling and laughing, her blue eyes sparkling with glee. I seriously can’t figure out how so much joy can be packed into such a petite person! Even in her moments of deep despair and sadness (which are RARE), you’ll find a smile or a laugh somewhere in her and pretty soon the world is bright, sunny and delightful again. That’s what I always think of when I think of Sara. Sunshine.

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Well, sunshine and sugar. Sara has a love affair with candy that you’d be pressed to find elsewhere. Her love of JuJu hearts rivals the passion of Don Juan. I love going to her house because you can always find some tasty treats hidden away in her cupboards. She showed me the joy that is a chocolate covered cinnamon bear. Ohmagosh.

We lived together for one semester during my sophomore year at BYU. She was studying nursing (and like really studying hard all the time) and I was my spazzy Music Dance Theatre major (non-studying) self, but we had a blast sharing a room. During that time she introduced me to the delicious nectar called Diet Dr. Pepper (we’ve both since witched teams and play for team Diet Coke now, but at the time, Diet Dr. Pepper was the juice of life). I have so many fun memories of living with Sara. One night when she was making dinner I heard hysterical screaming from the kitchen. I rand down to see that she had somehow lit our cheap, crappy stove on fire. NO real damage was caused but it was FUN-NY. I think she was making fajitas . . . Another time she was making sugar cookies and we all forgot about them and they burned. We ran the smoking tray of cookies outside and set them down under our stairs to “cool off” and . . . well, we left them there for the rest of the semester. I remember moving out of our apartment and seeing those cookies still sitting there. It was so dang funny. We stayed up late talking and laughing. We drove to Crest to get bevs. We talked about cute boys and our futures. Those are some of my sweetest memories of college. I can still see Sara laying in bed, Diet Dr. Pepper at her side, studying her thick chemistry books and telling me funny stories.

Sara is an amazing wife to her (darling!) husband Dan and an even more amazing mother to her two (darling!) kids Sam and Lucy. You can just tell by looking at those kids that they are adored and happy. Their home is filled with laughter and joy and it’s infectious. I love, love, love being there. I am trying to convince them to move to Arizona so I can get me some of that joy more often!

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Sarbee, you have been such an amazing friend and such a joy to have in my life. You brighten up every room and when I see your name on my caller ID, I just start smiling my biggest smile because I know when I pick up, I’ll hear your happiest “Kaaaaatttiiiieeeeeee!!!” You are an amazing woman and an even more amazing friend and I think all of us who know you and get to call you friend consider ourselves very, very lucky. Have the happiest, happiest birthday ever! (Oh and Rhonda and I have a SWEET present for you. Just you WAIT! You’re gonna love it! Also, when I get home I have even more pictures. So check back for updates tonight or tomorrow!!)

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LOVE YOU SARA!!

Verbal Vomit v8.4

April 1st, 2008 by Kateastrophe

Since today is April Fool’s Day, I was SO TEMPTED to tell everyone I was pregnant.  You have no idea.  But then I realized that might be cruel. My mother would probably pass out from excitement and then kill me when I told her it was a joke.  I think the same reaction would come from several parties, actually.  (Hi Sheila, Hannah, Janna, Julia and Rhonda!)  I decided it wasn’t a good idea for me to die today.  Besides, my sister already did that a few years ago.  She’s the QUEEN of April Fool’s Day jokes.  I should take lessons from her.  Anyone got any good April Fool’s Day jokes to share?  I love hearing the clever things that people come up with!!

So, um, in other news, I have failed to understand Wordpress and the pictures from my two previous posts are still not fixded.  If you’re DYING to see them, I’ve set up a test site of sorts for pictures on Blogger and they are there, just not in any particular order.  There are even some extras that weren’t in the original post for Hannah.  Someday I will figure this out  Brillig will tell me how to do it then I will be the master of the universe.

Or not.

My legs hurt from going to the gym last night.  It was lower body day and due to my cheater pants relationship with chocolate and homemade orange rolls over the last few days, I pushed hard.  Now I’m regretting it.  In my sleep I was regretting it.  Working out is a bad idea.  Bad, bad.  I don’t recommend it.   Unless you want to lose a full clothing size in four weeks.  ‘Cause I did that.  It hurt, but I did it.  Strangely enough, though, I’ve only lost two pounds.  Does somebody want to explain THAT logic to me?  (blah blah blah muscle weighs more than fat, blah blah blah.)  To celebrate I had a homemade buttermilk roll for breakfast.  Not on the diet.  I am stupid.

And now that I have verbally vomited all over you guys (you’re very welcome.) I am signing off.  K-Murph out.

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