Make A List...

Life experts say we are to make a life list. The things we would like to accomplish in our life. It’s supposed to keep us on track. So I sat down and made out mine, but while making it out one thing was very clear. Most of the things I’d like to do require you to have the funds to do them, reiterating my thought on all these “life experts”: While what they have to say is all well and good, according to them a fulfilled life is directly proportionate to having enough money to support it. I of course don’t buy into that…As having someone to love, being loved in return and a feeling of purpose in life is free. But here’s my list anyway….

1. Learn to play guitar.
2. Learn to spell guitar the first time with out having spell check every time!!
3. Visit NYC.
4. Go on a honeymoon---I’ve never had one.
5. Be me with no fear and no apologies.
6. Travel, top places: Ireland, Italy and Russia. .
7. Run a mile.
8. Swim with dolphins.
9. Adopt a child from a third world country, where otherwise they would die in an orphanage before they’re fifth birthday.
10. Meet all my blogger friends.
11. Get a tattoo.
12. Write a book.
13. Make a difference.
14. Teach my children to love and not judge.

What’s you life list?

The Weekend Update...

This weekend was such a good weekend!!! Yesterday was our local Halloween. We dressed the boys up in little superhero costumes. I really wanted to find long black coats and make them little Uncle Festers, but at last I couldn’t find the coats! So Levi went as Batman and Carter went as Superman. How cute were they? They wouldn’t go up to any houses; they just wanted to walk around…. So mama didn’t get much candy!

I made them cupcakes for after trick-er-treating, milk free cupcakes just for them. (A special thanks to Lily for the milk free cake recipe!)

On Saturday I went shopping with my good friend Alicia. Girl day all day and it was a blast!! We had lunch out shopped till we dropped. I got the boys some shirts and their winter coats, she got them shirts as well…. they are sooo spoiled!! I also splurged and got my self some new duds…. Hey it was girls day!! My most favorites are the tee shirt I’d been wanting and a new hat… I LOVE hats! So what’d ya think???

So that was pretty much my weekend… We’ll return to more exciting blogging tomorrow!!

Real Life Scene One...

[In bed talking last night]

Chad: I figured out what I want to be for Halloween.

Me: Oh yeah? What's that?

Chad: A stripper's pole.

Me: [laughin'] Hmmm very creative, who's going to be your stripper?

Chad: Does it matter? I'M THE POLE!!!!!

My Prizes....[not those, you dirty dirty minds....]

As some of you know Mr. Jones ran a contest on his blog for whoever was the 100,000th visitor. Well it was yours truly!! First time I ever won anything…. I was so excited!!

So Mr. Jones gave me a limit and then free range…. Whatever I wanted!! So after much agonizing thought and deliberation, I finally decided, and they came today.
I got a Fossil watch…. very rare as we all know that Dinosaur fossils are VERY hard to come by!! And my favorite movie, which amazingly I didn’t own….The Shawshank Redemption.

So as proof that I received my fabulous prizes from dear Mr. Jones…. I took pictures!!

The Dare...

So I was dared to put karaoke, i.e. sing, on this here blog of mine. And since I have a hard time walking away from dares…. I guess I’m going to have to do it.

Thing is I’m not all that tech savvy so the only way I could think to do it was to use the mic on my camera and upload it in, which left much to be desired in the sound quality. So like Kimmy said to do I’m putting out a disclaimer.

DISCLAIMER: due to poor quality and tech-stumped Kate, it sounds very windy.

I decided to do “Knockin’ on Heavens Door”, The Avril version. So here’s your daily laugh… on me!! And an accomplished dare!!

What to hear it? Here it goes………

So You Know Me...Huh?

Snavy posted this on her blog yesterday, and then Mr. Jones today. So I thought since I had a bit of bloggers block, I’d follow suit.

Here’s the instructions: below are some questions about me. Copy and paste them into my comments, then answer them as best you can.

If you don’t know the answer, just make up something funny. I could use a laugh! So here we go:

What is my first name?
Where did we first meet?
What do you think my middle name would be?
How long have you known me?
When is the last time we spoke?
Do I drink? If so, what is my favourite drink?
What was your first impression of me?
What’s one of my favorite things to do?
Am I funny?
What’s my favorite type of music?
Can I sing?
What is the best feature about me?
Am I shy or outgoing?
Am I a rebel or do I follow the rules?
Do I have any special talents?
Do you think I’m hot? Go ahead, you can say:
What is my favorite food?
Have you ever talked about me behind my back? Be honest:
Am I dating anyone?
If there was one good nickname for me, what would it be?
What’s your favorite memory of me?
Do I like someone right now? If so, who?
What is my worst habit?
If you and I were stranded on a desert island, what is the one thing I would bring?
Are we friends?
What is something fun you remember us doing together?
Do I believe in God?
Am I family oriented?
Do I have any children?
Do I have siblings?
Am I successful?
What’s my favorite movie?
Who is my best friend?
What kind of car do I drive?
Will you repost this so others can do it?

Fishbowl...

I use to enjoy watching the news, MSNBC to be exact. Key word there is “use” to. Now however I can’t bring myself to watch, it’s too depressing and it’s getting too scary. You need to have some Prozac and Lithium waiting for you for when the news is over. Or at the very least some form of sleep aid.

So what little TV I use to watch has now been cut down to only Grey’s on Thursday nights and Law in Order SVU on Tuesdays. For the sake of my well-being I have had to cut out my precious MSNBC.

I just can’t take it anymore…

Take it away gentlemen.

The Package...

I received a package in the mail on Saturday. Addressed to me From Anthony. He was to send me one of the donkeys the Big Ass Fan Company sent him for linking to them from his blog. He wasn't really praising them, but whatever. I had told him that I thought one of those little guys wanted to come live in Ohio so......

I opened the box expecting the donkey and got so much more!! My face lit up like a light bulb....to which Anthony said when I emailed him to thank him he's glad, he doesn't get to do that very often!!

There in the perfectly square box was the little donkey, a stack of cards to promote his blog around Ohio and I mixed CD he made just for me.....I think he's educating me in music!! Its the best cd its been in constant rotation. I had never heard of Govn't Mule, but now I'm hooked. There was also a card in there....It was so sweet!!

Chad said he totally showed him up on Sweetest Day. Speaking of Chad he created a My Space account this weekend. Check it out. He was so excited, Joe Rogan is in his friends. He’s so cute, he makes me smile. Chad that is!!

Healing x2....

I would like to share something with every one, as a way to break the silence and to try and let go.

I posted it on here so I could password protect it....

Please email me for the password. k8michele@gmail.com. I want all to read so don't be shy in emailing me....there are just some from my past I don't wish to see it.

Still...

It’s been ten years. I can’t believe it, still affects me, still think about it everyday. Still haunts me, Still grateful for what wasn’t. Still jump when I think I see…… Still waiting to feel safe, safe finally safe.

Ten years ago I wrote this to make since of it. I may never be able to do that, but it helped……

Eyes
It's like I'm that fourteen year old girl naive and innocent.
I've never grown up.
Time stopped at the violence you imposed.
Some say I've changed I've just grown inside myself.
I've seen the anger of the world through you eyes.
But I was not scared.
I just sat there knowing it wasn't your anger.
You said my eyes stopped you.
You said they reminded you of an angel's.
May you always see my eyes, the next time you think to harm another.

The Healing Begins....

I took a step to heal my anger, the only way I know how, forgiveness. I took down my stubborn wall and reached out.

People are going to be what they want to be, you can’t change that, I wouldn’t want to nor would I want to be changed.

You can’t pick your family and that’s good I guess…Makes us more colorful.

Acceptance….Growth…..Peace…..Understanding.

I’m heading there; I hope others are as well.

Family is as Family does. But in the end they’re always family.

The "Don't Lie" Survey

The premis ... answer honestly or don't answer at all.

I took this from Snavy….

1. What kind of shirt are you wearing?White work out sweatshirt

2. Would you kiss anyone on your blogroll?Yeah

3. Do you have a "thing" for anyone on your blogroll?Hmmm…. Maybe

4. How many people on your top friends do you know in real life?I’ve met KimmyK and we
talk, I also talk via email and IM with a few others as well.

5. How many kids do you want to have?For now the two I have is plenty.

6. Do you have a good relationship with your parents?Yes.

7. What name would you want besides the one you have?I Couldn’t imagine any but my own.
8. What did you do for your last birthday?Same thing I do any other day.

9. What's your current ringtone on your phone?Depends whos calling… If Kimmy calls it’s Ryan Star from rockstar, If it’s chad it’s “our” song…But my default is “Hate Me” by Blue October.

10. What do you think when you get meme's with missing questions?I haven’t yet, but if I did I’d be all WTF??

11. What were you doing at midnight last nightCrying.

12.Where is the furthest place you've ever called to talk to someone?Not counting companies that are in Cali, I guess it would be FL, to talk with my friend Sara.

13. Do you like having your hair pulled?Depends who’s pulling it and what the reason is for.

14. Name something you CANNOT wait to do?Move into my house.

15. Last time you saw your dad?Sunday.

16. What is one thing you wish you could change about your life?My reactions to things.

17. What is your favorite board game?It’s a toss up between Clue and Cranium.

18. Do you have a pimp name?Pimp Daddy K. Tickle.

19. Have you ever talked to Tom? (this survey came from My Space)Just to say howdy.

20. What's the last thing you ate?A piece of pinapple that Levi didn’t.

21. Favorite month?October

22. Least favourite month?It’s a toss up between Nov. and Jan.

23. What's the last piece of clothing you borrowed from anyone?A pair of socks from my
sister about three years ago, I’m not counting Chad’s tanks since his required to “share”!!

24. Who's getting on your nerves right now?Myself.

25. Most visited webpage?My email account.

26. Do you ever sleep in the nude?All the time.

27. What is the strangest thing you have in your purse or wallet?I guess my Epi-Pen in the little bad I keep the diapers, which is in my mamoth bag I take everywhere!!

28. Last person to make you sad?Myself…

29. Would you help your best friend fight if he/ she is losing?If I believed in the reason for the fight…Hell yeah.

30. coke or pepsi?Neither I only drink water, but if it were life and death I guess Pepsi.

31. Do you have a crush?Hmmm…define crush.

32. Have you kissed or been kissed by anyone in the past week?Oh Yeah…

HNT To Be Or Not To Be....

I started participating in hnt as a way to express myself, but more importantly to show that you don’t have to be a size zero to feel secure about yourself. Something I think and feel very passionate about with young girls. The human body is a beautiful piece of art that we should not be ashamed of, just because the media says a certain size is beautiful. I wanted to portray this in an artful view. Rather I’ve accomplished this I don’t know.

But lately I’ve been having issues with being connected to Hnt. Others that participate have taken it to the “smut magazine” level, to quote dear Miss Kimmy. I talked with Osbosso about my feelings and he said that you do it for you and in the vision you have of if. And respect that other’s views of it will be different as well. While that is true and well put, I don’t think I want to be linked to something that so many others are turning into “smut”.

As I told Mr. Jones when we were talking last night, “There’s a difference between art and pornography.” And I personally wanted to express a healthy body image in an artful way, not a pornography way. So I feel that I need to resign from continuing with hnt.

Not because I’m ashamed of my body, because I want to keep it art.... and not smut.

I Think They Fit ...Don't You??

Ummm I'm gonna go with "No" brother!!

Ironic?

I find it Ironic that the word "Dyslexic" is a very hard word to spell. It pisses me off, cause whenever I'm telling someone I'm dyslexic I have to look it up or spell it way off. Though most know what I'm trying to say.

We already look stupid, when ask to write on the spot and miss spell everything. At times I will type out my comment for other blogs in Word so I can spell check!! The comment box should have spell check!!

So it bothers me that the word to describe what afflicks some is "Dyslexic".... Where the oddest letters are put together and don't sound the way its spelled....A Dyslexic's worst fear!!

A Little More Skin HNT......

Enjoy everyone cause this is my last HNT........

My Plight...

I believe that I look the best, oddly enough, naked. For as much as love clothes and fashion and creating “new” looks, clothes never fit properly!!

As soon as I put something on it pulls, bunches, falls off, or just plain looks frumpy. I believe it’s because the designers and makers of women clothing still haven’t caught on to one of the things that makes us women…. Our hips. Yes we have them.

When God was creating Eve, he thought he was being kind in giving her a more rounded hip than Adam, Making it easier to carry and bare children. And of course what did it matter the fig leaf didn’t need to be proportionate to her waist hip ratio, so no problem.

Flash forward thousands of years, and many years of women’s fashion later and we still haven’t gotten the concept of women having hips! Let’s look at the most common womanly shape: The hourglass. Waist is littler than hips…Hips round out and slop down into the derrière area. Well it’s good in theory and most men like it…a la Marilyn Monroe. However good luck finding clothes, especially jeans, if you have this type.

Take my self for example. My waist is a full ten inches smaller than my hips, making it impossible to find a well fitting pair of jeans. If I get them to fit in the waist they’re to tight in the hips, if I get them to fit in my hip-butt area, well then I’m left with yards of material around my waist. Or worst yet the dreaded “gap” at the back for all to see my panties! Just one of the reasons I stopped wearing thongs!!

I propose that we either go back to the fig leaf fashion, or designers wake up to the fact that women have hips. This does not make us over weight, chubby, or any less desirable, it simply makes us… women.

Crazy Me...

Why is it that we can take compliments better from strangers than from loved ones?

I find compliments from those I love to be patronizing, and I tend to just brush them off. Some times I feel that Chad comes off as being patronizing, maybe it’s his tone…But I really feel that it’s just me. I wonder…. Do others do the same thing?

Strangers…or even those that I don’t really know can compliment and I take it for what it is… Family can do the same and I read into it as “They’re just being nice” or “They feel they have to say that”. Why do I do that?

Furthermore why do we, as women feel the need to be complimented, is it in our makeup or just part of the natural women insecurities? I can be feeling pretty good about myself but I still seek out for Chad to reinforce what I’m feeling…. Why can’t what I see in myself be enough? And those days that I feel crummy about myself or feel that I look like a beached whale, those days it really doesn’t matter what anyone says…. For it all will be viewed as pity and trying- to- make- me- feel -better comments, but that is probably just PMS!!

It’s tough being women. And as I’ve said before the media doesn’t help. I wonder…do men feel the same insecurities? Is confidence a gene that some of us just don’t get? Cause if so, in my experience this confidence gene is for the most part bestowed on the annoying. Or does the over confidence make them annoying…. I’m not sure.

For instance when I watch shows like American Idol and the tryouts are on, and this girl is on there in a tight mini and belly shirt [when she ought not be] and sounding like a drowning cat whose throat has been sliced, I can’t help but ask aloud…”Where do these people get their confidence??”

Do they not have anyone to tell them the truth? Because as much as I feel we as women need to be lifted up every now and then, I don’t want to be told fake compliments!! I respect the honest…. Yearn for honesty really. Cause most people usually in the pursuit of selling something, will lie and compliment where there need not be said such a compliment.

Even worst than fake compliments, in my opinion, are the people that tell others what they think they want to hear. I can’t stand that!!! It all goes back to honesty. Honesty with others and yourself. Like I’m being honest with myself in realizing that, yes, I need to be complimented from time to time. We all do. Having the confidence in ourselves to take the compliments for what they are, hoping they’re not just telling us what they think we want to hear!!

Now That's A Workout.....

So I know that this whole tread has been out there for awhile now... And I gotta tell ya it intrigues me a little. Pole dancing as exercise?? Yes I am intrigued... Could I be good at it? Maybe....But I will tell you one thing, I wouldn't be going to the gym to take a class for it!! I'm not twirling around no pole with other skinny little bitches, that would only serve to make me feel like a beached sea lion flopping around trying to get back to my home...The ocean!! The gym is for people who are already fit...You need to get in shape BEFORE you go to the gym.

Anyways back to this pole dancing thing.....They say its a great workout. I'm not sure if they're talking about the pole dancing itself, or what happens after you put the show on for your significant other, that is such the great work out.

What's Going On....

There have been 17 school shootings since the school year began.

What if anything can be done?

We should be able to send our children to school without the fear of them being shot to death!!

Is it a social issue, a gun control issue, a parenting issue, an education issue…. What is it??

In the words of Marvin Gaye…. “What’s Goin’ On??”

December 15th 2001.....

I was nineteen. Too young many say, but I was in love, still am in love. You may not recognize me, but I'm the skinny little blonde in the wedding dress! Take a trip back with me.......

If we only knew what was in store for us then...
With Chad's nieces....
And of course the best part about any wedding... The food!!

Razor Trauma

In an effort to save where I can I gave up buying my pricey Venus razor for the run of the mill much cheaper disposable razors. Huge mistake!! My legs are sliced up and I have horrible razor burn!! Not worth the six dollars I saved upon further inspection! Once again "Good in Theory...Bad in Reality".

Venus razor and two refills = 9.99

Pack of four Venus refills = 8.99

Not having my legs look like I’ve been running threw fields of thistle and thorns = PRICELESS.

Breath.......

Think Before Speaking 101...

So I bought a pair of shoes and they gave me horrible blisters on my heels…so bad that eight days after the attack from the shoes, the blisters are still seeping. Afraid that there was major infection and that I could loose my feet…. Never to grace them with the privilege of wearing my vintage Manolos….I decided I needed to scrub peroxide on the wounds. Since I am not Gumby and cannot flex around to see and reach the bottom back of my heals I called in for reinforcement. This is what transpired from that request:

Me: “Chad can you help me put peroxide on these?”

Chad: “Sure”

Me: “Ok but you should know that they hurt really bad and that I, your wife with they unnaturally high pain tolerance, SCREAMED in the shower when water hit them.”

Chad: “Yeah Ok”

Me: “I don’t think you are getting how much they hurt…when you put the peroxide on you need to immediately blow on it…blow fast and hard!!!”

Chad: “Ok but only if you do the same for me.”

Well Folks....

I'm scared shitless.... But we're doing it. We negotiated over two days and finally accepted the sellers last offer. A little more than we wanted to spend, by like 38 dollars a month....But you hate to walk away from something so good that we both liked over 38.00$. I think I'm still to stressed to get excited or too take it all in just yet.... We went to a whole other town, and here it is.............

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The Name Game….

When I was pregnant and still under the assumption I was normal [first mistake really] and having one baby, we sat around and thought of names. Chad was dead set on the name Levi. I wasn’t so keen on it and prayed it would be a girl. [Though now I can’t imagine Levi’s name being anything but Levi..]

Then came the fateful first ultrasound at 18 weeks where we found out what we expected all along, that no I was not normal …. We were having twins! And both were boys too…. So we decided it would only be fair to each get to name one. Of course Chad stuck to his Levi name. I however took a lot longer to come up with my name. I’m a horrible decision maker!!

We all know what happened in the end and now I must bare the wrath of my choice. The first time the comment was made was truly the first time it had crossed my mind. Let me set it up for you…

Stranger/commenter: “Ohhhh How cute are they twins?”

Me: “Yes’

Stranger/commenter: “Are they identical? They look Identical.”

Me: “No”

Stranger/commenter: “really? Wow… What are their names?”

Me: “Levi and Carter”

Stranger/commenter: “Who’s who?” [This one gets Me. what’s it matter to them?]

**I point**

And then here it comes. The dreaded comment…

“Wow so like they can have their own name on their clothes…you know Levi’s and Carter’s brand…that’s sooo cute that you did that!”

Arrrggghh!!!!

That was NOT my intention at all!! I named Carter after my grandmother’s maiden name…. Not the clothing brand. And I believe Chad named Levi, Levi because … Well who knows, you all would have to ask him!
Naming is hard enough as it is. People always have a problem with some names cause they knew someone with that name and they were a jerk or something…. I went through the same thing. I can never name a kid Richard because that was the name of a kid in my fifth grade class that was thrown out of DARE class because he was caught huffing glue!!

I couldn’t name them Brain, though I like the name, cause I dated a Brain and I feel there’s just something wrong with that, same goes for the names Ryan, Kent, Jesse, Andy, Adam, Chris, Jon…I’ll stop you get the gist.

Then you get into nicknames. Now I have always liked the name Anthony, Carter was very close to being an Anthony, however I do not like the name Tony… So I didn’t name him that in fear that people would shorten it to Tony. I had a very bad life altering experience with a Tony, hence why I don’t like it.

Then you also have the weigh ins from others as well about the name you are thinking about. Naming a child is NOT easy and I fear it’s one of those damned if you do damned if you don’t situations.

As for the girl names I liked…I’m not going there because I’ve been told their all weird!!

I rest my case.