more kitty blog.

i'm sure you're tired of hearing about this doctor kitty of mine, but i have learned that this is possibly the most spoiled kitty known to man.  he's also a jealous kitty.  he could be hiding under the bed for hours, but if chris or phil come in and start talking to me, he's out and trying to rub my face with his head.

he lounges like this on the bed while i'm on the laptop.

plus, he's totally insane at night.  i know kitties are night time animals, but still.  there is a destroyed roll of wrapping paper and at least one pair of chris's socks that i'm scared to take from under the bed, because without them to amuse him, who knows what the doctor would destroy at night.

he'd probably try to finish off this poor owl.

and i think the only time he likes chris is if i'm also in the room.  which makes chris sad, because he only wants to love him!  HE JUST HAS SO MUCH LOVE.  but the doctor usually only wants the love of his mommy (which for all intents and purposes, is me).  but at least he is very happy, it's really obvious that he prefers the life of an indoor kitty.

my awesome morning view.

i would actually love for him to *not* sleep in here at night so i don't have to listen to him crinkle paper, but i tried to leave him sleeping on the living room chair last night, and about an hour later he woke up and was sticking his little white feet under the door.  he's a big baby.  :P

spoiled kitty, much?

well, the family is coming tomorrow and i have a bunch of stuff to either find a home for or hide so that it looks awesome.  i've pretty much already taken care of the 'smells awesome' part, so i'm almost there!

peace.

a walking blog.

today was a running around day.

the kroger up the street from us is closing (only to reopen as a new kroger RIGHT NEXT DOOR), so all sorts of perishable food-ness was on sale.  we got a lot of good stuff, was pretty excited.  decided to whip up an awesome chicken parmesan, cuz i'm cool like that.

but one of the things we actually needed to get today was a mop.  mops at kroger are obscenely expensive.  i refuse to pay eight dollars for something i'm gonna rub around on my dirty kitchen floor.

since i've been trying to get my 30 minutes of exercise a day in, i decided instead of walking on the boring treadmill that i'd go out into the beautiful sunshine-y day and walk to the dollar store to pick up a cheaper mop.  and it was amazing.  the walk was great, it was the same feeling and resistance of the hills was my incline.  it took almost fifteen minutes to get there, fifteen back.  that made my thirty.  i rewarded my awesomeness at the dollar store with some socks that matched (i was wearing visibly mismatched socks, it made me sad because my shoes were really cute and my socks were ruining it) and a diet mountain dew supernova (which is delicious, btw).

so i'm walking back and mandy calls.  i talk to her for the rest of the way to the house, i was only about five minutes away.  get to the door, sit the phone down, put the key in the lock, turn the knob. . .

it doesn't open.

maybe i have the wrong key.  i put in the other key, turn the knob. . .nothing.

i do this several times, and the key that should be the right key is behaving the same way the wrong key (the key to my parents house) worked.  meaning that it didn't work at all and that turning it just made the lock mock me.

i look at the house.  i know i may have really bad eyesight, but i am one hundred percent sure that this is* my house*, so i don't understand why the key to my house is not opening the door to my house.

i call chris.  chris calls his dad.  chris's dad picks up his key from him at walmart and brings it to me so i can get inside.

i wait outside about 20 or more minutes.  just me, my mop, my diet mountain dew supernova and a very angry damien (phil's cat) who really wanted inside and couldn't understand why i wasn't letting him in.

i can only assume that my key is just defective and i'm going to have to get a new one.  but i will be sure to test the new one before wandering around in the real world.

sigh.

it was very sad, to say the least.  but at least i was greeted by my doctor, who was also probably wondering why he could hear my outside being pissed but wasn't coming in.

sigh again.

anyway, after all that i made an awesome chicken parmesan for dinner.  penne, sauce, mozzerella cheese and frozen giant chicken things.  4 servings, 11 pts.  i'm getting good at this 'making food' thing.

a picture of me matching my blog!  i'm so cool and not still
pissed off at my key.

peace.

a kitty blog.

so, my days have been a little lonely as of late.  chris has to work, phil goes out and does stuff and even phil's kitty damien has business to take care of pretty much everyday.  so yesterday, while visiting my lovely family, i stole a kitty.  i stole him and brought him home with me.

yes, that was dramatic.  :P  that's not really how my life is, but it's how i justified bringing home a fluffy kitty!  

now, every time i asked bug if i could take a kitty home with me, she would get very upset, even though all the kitties live outside and she hardly every sees them.  mom, however, would like very much to have a smaller number of cats, so she was all for it.  once i got the o.k. from phil, planning began for the kitty smuggling operation.

step 1:  find the kitty.

this proved harder than we thought.  dad had already taken down there winter house on the back porch, so the kitties didn't spend as much time there.  it was a waiting game.  our objective, dr. who, came into sight shortly after dinner and i lured him into the laundry room.

step 2:  find suitable kitty transport unit.

originally a picnic basket was chosen to transport dr. who 'wizard of oz' style.  this was deemed a bad idea when mandy mentioned the last time kitties were transported they pooped all over.  i also didn't want him to feel so contained.  we opted for a laundry basked with a sheet over it.

step 3:  remove the kitty from the premises.

 the main objective here was to get the kitty out without bug noticing, as she didn't want me to take any of her kitties.  after chris and i were secured with all our belongings in the truck, mom snuck out the back door with the kitty basket.

step 4:  keep kitty calm.

dr. who was obviously not happy about being in a basket and not knowing where he was.  i had to stick my fingers under the sheet and into the basket to pet him.  we made a stop for gas and he was particularly sad, so  i lifted up the sheet to show him that i was there and he snuggled up to that side of the basket.  finally he calmed down and i guess went to sleep.  he stopped wiggling around anyway, and would just occasionally sneeze and meow.

step 5:  introduce kitty to new environment.

i can imaging dr. who's shock at leaving a familiar laundry room, being in a dark place, and then being let out of the dark place into some other place that he didn't recognize.  at first he wouldn't leave the bed, but as soon as his feet hit the ground he was all over the house.  he was a brave explorer just like the real doctor!

he spent the night in our room, the bed wasn't quite big enough for everybody, so the doctor finally took to sleeping under the bed, which is where he is right now.

he's chillin.

now we only have to worry about damien, phil's cat.  they have met, they didn't fight, but i did have to supervise a very intense staring contest.  i feel it's probably in the best interest of both kitties for the doctor to stay in the room until damien decides to go outside.

so yes.  kitty.

sleepy.

peace.

a settling blog.

i know it's been a while, bloggy.  but a lot has been going on!

first and foremost, as i'm sure you read, i finally moved in with my fiance.  it's more awesome than i could have imagined.  the house is great, the neighborhood is really quiet and friendly, there's a goodwill right down the street!  just so much awesome!  and after two years of chris just coming and going and me being sad when he leaves, i finally know that whenever he leaves he's coming right back here when he's done.  :D

i had a hard couple of days right before the move, because i was moving out of my parents house.  and i was really down and really randomly cry-y and all that.  i do love them and i do miss them, but i think they're happy for me to be out on my own.  plus chris will take me there pretty much whenever i want.  gonna go spend a day with them tomorrow actually (after my no-baby shot appointment).  :D

the place is still a little messy.  we can only have one garbage can for trash pick-up, so i couldn't just fill it with all my newspaper and packing boxes or else there wouldn't be room for actual gross trash, so there's a lot of empty boxes and an equal amount of boxes filled with moving trash.  the last big thing left for the room is the entertainment center and the t.v.  turns out the new t.v. was indeed too big for mine, but luckily there is a spare in the extra bedroom that's in really good condition and has a lot of shelves, so it will work nicely in the room and fit all the crap i have that i haven't found a place for yet.

it's supposed to be warming up soon, and hopefully chris can take me driving.  i'm really close to getting my licence, my only concerns right now are that i don't know the area and i never got to parallel parking.  hopefully i can get those conquered and get my licence, it would just be so much easier when i go job hunting.

speaking of sitting around and not having a job, i've been playing house wife lately, which is more amusing than it sounds.  doing dishes is like my quiet time.  i've been hanging curtains and rearranging furniture and making the place a little less manly, though i feel phil is not a fan of my big eyed owl collection.  :P

so that's about it for now.  gotta run around the house and find something to clean.  like that stinky good will chair.  i will febreeze it until it smells no more.  i will conquer this chair, i swear it!!

peace.

an excited blog!

it's getting so close!

moving day is tuesday!  i still have so much to do!  i have a little more stuff to pack, i need to do laundry, hang laundry, get my spring clothes out of the shed so i can wash those and hang them.  i have to sort through the stuff under my bed and pack it up too and blah blah blah. . .

i've gotten some new house stuff to go with the other house stuff that chris and i have been hoarding forever.  got a new little end table to match the room, chris bought some more curtains (two windows in the room instead of just one!), some cute storage bins, a million matching hangers (all from dollar tree, whoop whoop!), all sorts of stuff!  i'm excited to make my little home.  :D

i still have my moments of sad though.  i love my family and i'll miss us all being in the same house, but i am engaged and that's a little hard when you don't live together.  i miss him so much when he's gone, i mean, i agreed to spend my life with him so i like to have him around!  once or twice a week doesn't exactly cut it.  D:

but i'm getting more and more excited to just start something new.  

in other news, have some cute.

craig spent the entirety of a thunderstorm on my legs staring at the door like the thunder was gonna come in.

also, look at my cool pajama pants.  they're cool.  :P

in other other news, have you been reading my weight watchers blog!?  i'm lost six whole pounds!  i'm still behind mom and mandy, though, and i think my birth control has something to do with it.  they told me i'd probably gain weight and i figure it's stubborn fat that doesn't want to leave.  i eat my points and i get on the treadmill everyday, as long as i lose a pound or two a week i'll be doing just fine.  

i'm sad i can't share some more cool pictures with you, apparently my camera is too ancient for any of the computers in the house, the memory card doesn't fit in any of them!  i know i can them on chris' computer though, so expect random pictures soonish.

peace.  

our second anniversary blog, part 2!

sorry it's been a few days, it sucks not having your own computer!  i've just been stealing time when i can and it's getting harder when a lot of people are home.  D:

so, in our last adventure we were eating leftover and watching wrestling.  after that we went to bed.  D:  so pretty uneventful for the rest of the night.

we attempted to get up early the next day to get breakfast at the hotel.  needless to say, i was just not feeling the whole 'awake' thing yet, plus my tummy was still sad from overeating the day before.  so we continued to snuggle and sleep until we had to get up to check out.  i had to take an awful shower with that cheap smelling hotel shampoo, and i hated it.  D:  i did my best to pick up the room, but honestly i didn't really care that much.  i am an awful hotel guest.  :P  so again, pretty uneventful.

after leaving the hotel, we began our quest for NAKED PIZZA.  naked pizza is a place up in louisville that serves just about the healthiest pizza you can find, it gets good reviews and is weight watchers friendly!  a large slice of cheese pizza from papa john's is fifteen points (omg, i know right!?) and a large slice of naked pizza with cheese is only four!  amazing!  the only problem was that chris didn't actually know where it was.  D:

we knew it was on breckenridge lane.  we knew how to get to breckenridge lane.  but we didn't know WHERE on breckenridge lane it was.  so we went one direction on this road off the interstate, didn't see it, turned around and went the other way.  still didn't see it, but we kept going.  

basically, we drove until we were back in st. matthews, which is where the cheesecake factory is and isn't far from the hotel.  we drove in a big circle because we didn't know where we were going.  but there was naked pizza, just chillin'.

we ordered our pizza (a medium smokehouse, a tasty barbeque chicken treat!), played with the iPads on the wall, and then. . .finally. . .

NAKED PIZZA!

finally, delicious naked pizza!  we were so excited!

except for that fact that there was no seating in the pizza place, so we didn't know where we were going to eat it!  chris said he knew a park we could sit at to enjoy out tasty prize.  but reference the story above about finding this place and i bet you can guess what happened.

if you didn't guess, we never found a park!  i was getting super hungry and cranky, and i kept saying to just pull in somewhere and let me eat!  we finally pulled into a walgreen's parking lot and had our noms.

look at these tasty noms!

it was so goooood!  i want some right now, and it's only five points per slice!  and they're even big, tasty, yummy slices!

chris's nom face.

so that's it (again) for now!  we did have some more adventures, but i still need pictures of them!

peace.

our second anniversary blog!

needless to say, an awesome adventure was had by my dude and i!  it was fun and silly, just like always, and totally worthy of being the celebration of our second year together!  :D

it started sunday night, when chris arrived at our house with this:

i always love how when i get a cake from chris
there is no doubt that he wrote on it.

yes, that's is one of our cutesy things.  every couple has one.  like when people are like 'i love you.' 'no, i love you!'  we go back and forth with 'you're my favorite'.  :P

for those of you following my weight watchers adventures, i used my last 12 points for the day on two pieces of this cake.  it was so good and so worth it.  :D

the next day we set out to louisville, where we had a lovely hotel room waiting for us.  i started the day with thirty minutes on the treadmill, because i knew as far as my diet was concerned, today was going to be just awful.  on our way out, chris was convinced we were being followed by an undercover cop (it did pull out behind us from the side of the road) but after it didn't pull us over for several miles we realized it was just a regular truck with a huge antennae.  silly, us.

we also had a mini walmart adventure since chris didn't have any shampoo or body wash.  i should have also picked some up, because i didn't realize i had forgotten mine, so i had to use crappy hotel stuff (white ginger is not a pretty smell).  i caved at the walmart and got a slim jim because i was starving, and we're also pretty sure there was some valentine's day sexy time going on in the car we were parked next to.  everybody had the holiday spirit, so it seems.  :P

next, the hotel!

look at our hotel/happy valentines day faces.  :D

we stayed at the same place we did the year before, and the room was exactly the same.  before we headed out to attempt to get into the delicious cheesecake factory i made chris help me turn on all the lights and the t.v.  why, you ask?  because i don't have to feel bad about it, so i wasted their electricity.

we love!!

when we got the mall with the cheesecake factory, there was little to no parking.  we parked and walked, which i said was a great idea since we were about to gorge the walk was probably good for us.  

now, before i continue this blog, here is a brief history of our previous cheesecake factory adventures.

february 14th, 2009

our first real date, and it happens to be a saturday.  we stand outside of the cheesecake factory in the freezing cold behind about a hundred other people who were also braving the cold to try to get in.  i think the wait was probably about three hours. it was our first date and i had other plans at home, so we didn't have the time to spare.  we never made it in, but it did result in our first snuggle. 

february 14th, 2010

we remember that it's going to be awful and get there early.  we wait in line forever just to get our name in, then try to waste time in the mall.  we forget that it's sunday, the mall closes, and we have to brave the cold again.  after about an hour or more we make it inside the building.  after another hour or so of waiting inside we finally get a table.  this is at about 8 o'clock.  we put in our names before 5.  but we did make it in, so win for us!

and now, to the present!

it's monday!  we're happy that it's unusually warm so our hours of waiting will at least be comfortable.  but yet we see no crowd.  assume the crowd must be inside.  we get inside and for the first time ever we are seated immediately.  my mine was blown wide open.  i'm still in awe. 

so here the gorging began.  i used all my daily weight watchers points and all my weekly points, too.  was it worth it?  yes.  of course it was.  it was my fucking anniversary, your points will not try to ruin my joy.  i did however realize i'm used to being on points and it was hard to gorge.  we finished our appetizer, i ate about a third of my entrée then boxed it up for later, then ate about 4 bites of my red velvet cheesecake before boxing that up, too.  it was still totally amazing, we literally only go once a year to this place on our anniversary and it makes it that much more special and delicious.

i never want to know how many points are in this.  never.

afterwards my stomach was so full i had to have some sort of exercise so we walked the mall.  we waited in line forever at lane bryant and finally left, and when we came back (i still wanted my stuff!) the lady was very apologetic, i think she really thought we were pissed and were never coming back, really i was just bored.  it was funny, though, that she was so excited to see us come back.  we tried to shop at hot topic but it was totally full, went into some other random stores, nothing much really to report on that.

went back to the room and did hotel things.  trust me, you don't want to know, but some of it was so funny i wish i could tell you.  but i'm a lady, so i won't. 

later that night, the hunger strikes us.  luckily we have a million foods left over.  i had just taken a shower and i realized i didn't bring any pajamas.  when chris and i are in the same bed, i usually sleep in my undies, so i didn't think i'd need them.  and i had just taken this awesome shower and didn't want to get fully dressed up (i had so many layers, leggings and a tank top and a dress and a sweater and knee high boots!  that outfit was a lot of work!) just to go to the lobby where the microwaves were.  but chris sad-faced at me and a compromise was reached.  i had originally agreed to go with him if i could wear his t-shirt over my leggings.  we has some random clothing debate since apparently womens fashions are so complicated.  finally, i agreed to go down in my tank top if i could wear chris's sleep shorts.  i didn't have any other shoes, and i didn't want to climb into those boots. . .

so i went down to the lobby of a semi-fancy hotel in a tank top, shorts, and knee high socks.  and horrible shower hair.

kinda like this.  at least my socks matched
my bra.

we heated up our food, came back to the room and watched wrestling.  it was pretty fun.

i think this blog is long enough, so i'll tell you about the rest of our anniversary adventures tomorrow!

peace.