August 31st, 2011 by Kateastrophe

Apparently I struggle with writing consistently over here but have no trouble volunteering to guest post elsewhere?  I know.  It confuses me too.

Today I’m guest blogging over at one of  one of my dearest Internet buddies blogs while she and her husband are traipsing around Europe.  Yes I’m jealous.  Angela and I have “known” each other for something like three years now and we’re both trying to have babies this year…and neither one of us are succeeding just yet.  I wrote a little TMI type infertility related post over at her blog HERE.

Also, if you don’t follow Angela I highly recommend it.  She’s good people.

August 23rd, 2011 by Kateastrophe

Matt’s birthday is tomorrow (he’s OLD!!) and I am the worst wife ever because of several things including his present arriving early - while I was out of town, of course - and it wasn’t right and now it’s sort of ruined.  Good thing that unlike me, he isn’t obsessed with his birthday.  The man just wants to spend some time with me and eat a good, manly hamburger.  He will also be spoiled because that’s how we roll with birthdays around here.  He might have to help me purchase his present but at least he’ll get exactly what he wants, right?  I have a few surprises in store still too.
I wish I had time for a thrilling birthday tribute to the man of my dreams but I don’t and honestly, I think he’d rather I didn’t do it anyway.  I’ll just say as I always do that I don’t know what I did to deserve the angel that he is and I love him more every minute.  This past year has been probably the roughest of my life and I would imagine close to the roughest of his and I knew at every second that he would have taken on all my pain and sorrow in a heartbeat even though he was feeling his own.  Nothing I could have fantasized or dreamt up about my future husband could ever hold a candle to what I have now.  Happy Birthday to him.

August 2nd, 2011 by Kateastrophe

So, um, my world sort of blew up (AGAIN!  How does this keep happening!) this last week and work is, as usual, craziness.  I don’t have much time to process what’s going on let alone deal with it and get my work done.  I have chosen to focus on work and baking cookies.

What’s that, you say?  Cookies?

Yes, cookies.  I took the time on Sunday to create the dough for the famous New York Times chocolate chip cookies and then spent this evening, after letting them chill for the recommended 36 hours, baking like fifty bazillion of them.   People, they are as good as the rumors.  They are also difficult to make.  And if you’re me, you’ll explode butter AND flour all over your kitchen twice.  This will cause you to panic that you now have less than the precisely measured 2 cups minus 2 TBSP of flour (or whatever complex measurement it is).  Then you’ll taste the first cookie and decide that it was all worth it.

I’m leaving for Denver straight from work tomorrow.   Our marketing team works with an amazing group of developers who are based in Denver so we’re taking a trip to meet them.  My boss is bringing the company swag and I’m bringing the cookies.  After my team leaves Thursday, I’m staying the weekend in Denver, working from our office there Friday and then spending the weekend with my best friend Anne (who some of you may know as Brillig.  Moment of silence that she’s not blogging anymore………..).  I cannot tell you how excited I am to see her.  We’re going to behave like teenagers and go to an amusement park Saturday and I’m sure we’ll spend a lot of time staying up late and talking and laughing and doing all of the things we’ve been doing for the last fifteen years.  Plus I am in much need of her wisdom and awesomeness.

I hope to come back Sunday refreshed (though tired) and ready to face life with a better attitude.

While I’m gone, do yourselves a favor and make those cookies.  You can thank me (and The New York Times) later.