Saturday, January 19, 2013

Happy birthday Katie!



You are my kick under the table
My pinch in church
My eye lock at a party
My steadfast and devoted friend

Happy birthday to you.  Hoping and praying for a year full of love and laughs and adventures and inspiration.

Love,
Kristen

Thursday, January 17, 2013

Thanks for Nothin

Didn't I ask you all to hold me accountable in 2012?     What HAPPENED?!

I'll tell you what....This:
This:
This:
Some more of this:


 Long and short....it didn't end fit or skinny.

Stop the insanity. I could use a little inspiration over here people!

Love,
Katie

Tuesday, January 15, 2013

Now THIS is a Super Store

As I was checking out with $300 worth of groceries, the check out lady asked me if I wanted Valet delivery.  Um, WHAT?

She said, "drive up right down there and someone will come and load all of your groceries into your trunk."  

WTF????

When I walked out of the store, sure enough, there it was. I had never noticed that before.


I hopped in my cozy little car and zipped over there!



Not only was that lady all cued up to sort out my billion bags, she was frigging NICE!


Where in the hell am I???

You are definitely NOT in Los Angeles anymore Dorothy.


Well done Reasor's.  You make grocery shopping sexy.

Love,
Katie

Monday, January 14, 2013

Fat Tastes Better Than Skinny Feels



This is a delicious burger from Fat Guys Burgers.

It should be illegal.

I'm glad that it's not.

Love,
Katie



Saturday, January 12, 2013

Frenemies

Juan Carlos and Tootsie

Finally...the rivals have become friendly....until there is food involved.

Stay away from my pupperoni.

Love,
Katie

Monday, January 7, 2013

Supermom: 5 year old Q and A



When my five year old asks me a question it fills me with mild dread because 1) I'm not sure what he's talking about most of the time and 2) if I answer incorrectly he unravels.  To avoid the fit I've been known to lie/pacify/hedge and so you can throw guilt right up there on top of dread.  In any case, here are the correct answers to some of his favorites.

"Mommy, can you text the mailman and ask him to bring me a bideo game?"  Correct answer:  I did but he hasn't texted me back.

"Mommy, do I have to grow up?"  Correct answer:  Only if you want to.

"Mommy, on Saturday am I going to bed at a 3 and a 7 and a 3?"  Correct answer:  Um...no?

"Mommy, can I get that for my birthday?"  Correct answer:  Yes.

"Mommy, can my name be Timmy?"  Correct answer:  Yes.  This made my daughters cry (then he won't be our brother!!) so I amended my answer to:  I don't think you can legally change your name until you are eighteen but we can call you Timmy.

And thank goodness I didn't change his name because Timmy was three names ago.  Now he's Marvin.

Love,
Kristen

Thursday, January 3, 2013

Don't Touch My Moustache

Amy and I went to Dallas for a New Year's Eve party.  There was a Moustache theme. (clearly as the picture indicates)  What I didn't realize until after the party, was there is a hidden underlying theme in the moustaches.

A long time ago, I was doing a "learning video" with a group of Japanese clients. It was a video to teach Japanese folks how to speak English.  However, they taught me how to say "thank you" in Japanese.  They taught me how to pronounce it properly by saying: don't touch my moustache"  it sounds more like doe etash ahmash tay.

Anyway, as Dummy mentioned I think it's all about some form of gratitude.

With so much loss of life, love, friends (furry and otherwise)....it's important to be grateful for what you do have and the people who are still around.

Baby Jesus/Teenage Jesus/Universe/Budda (whomever), thank you for letting me get through this year.  Thank you for my incredible friends who have never left my side and thank you for my family.

And seriously.....DON'T TOUCH MY MOUSTACHE!

Love,
Katie