such is life...

these are a few of my favorite things:

2010-07-10T00:19:00.000-07:00

lightning

the wind in my hair

the smell of fresh rain on the cement

colored sharpies

down comforters and great sheets

ice cold water

big sweatshirts that are worn in

high heels that make my calves look awesome

my feet

cleaning supplies

old pictures that bring back memories

a really good hug

thunder

fireworks that are so loud you can feel it

dancing in the kitchen

laughing so hard tears roll down my cheeks

long drives with no particular destination

sunsets

laying in the sun for hours

road trips

my hands and the tan lines from my rings

eggs on toast
having my hair played with

body butter

silver jewelery

princess cut diamonds and how they sparkle

my eyes

rainier cherries

oriental rice crackers by the pound

making breakfast... french toast, hash browns, bacon, eggs...

full body massages

making people laugh and be happy

incredible views of city lights

long walks and hikes with great views

foot rubs... giving and receiving

roasting marsh mellows over the stove on forks

camping... in a tent

singing at the top of my lungs in the car

being barefoot

gifts that have more sentimental value than monetary value

pedicures

christmas lights

mod podge picture blocks

making friends

steak so good you don't need any sauce

seattle waterfront, the aquarium and pike place market

freshly shaved legs

pouring rain after a dry spell

seafood cocktail from ivars

naps on sunday afternoon on the front room floor

bones... the tv show

the color green

inside jokes

dreams that feel oh-so real

pistachios

exploding targets and big guns

the ringing of an assigned ring tone

cabela's

ford trucks

grape nuts cereal

sleeping in

roses and orchids and gerber daisies

dc shoes that make my feet look cute and bossy

manual transmissions

quotable movies and comedians

victoria's secret five for twenty-five tables

hot yoga

giraffe print

hand written letters

a really good pen that writes really well

surprises

otters... river and sea

dishes

clean clothes

listening to a soothing voice

sleep (which i'm hoping i'll get some of tonight)

-kmw-

hilarity in the work place

2010-06-29T16:16:00.000-07:00

so here i sit, taking calls like i do every day.

i have my feet propped up on my desk like so:

i sit like this every day.

i've been having a less than fantastic day today...

it's a long story, i'm not going to get into it.

i have my keyboard in my lap and my headset clipped to my shirt.

just relaxing, trying to focus on something besides my hatred of stupid people.

all of a sudden i moved slightly and felt gravity pulling me in a direction i didn't necessarily want to go...

i grabbed my half-a-cubicle partition in hopes that i could save myself.

i failed.

before i could blink i was on my back.

my keyboard was on the ground next to me

my headset cord was pulling at my shirt and the headphones were around my neck

my leg was almost in the trash can

and the right arm rest of my chair busted clean off...

all i could do was lay there and laugh.

i laughed so hard i was crying

my co-workers asked if i was ok and tried to pick my sorry self up off the floor.

i continued to laugh and had to stifle myself through an incoming call.

the crash made such a loud noise my supervisor heard it from across the call center while he was in the boss's office.

i'm still laughing...

i haven't fallen out of a chair since i was in jr high...

epic storesonline chair fail...

-kmw-

leaps and bounds...

2010-06-23T13:31:00.000-07:00

wow, so i'm a bum and i never blog... i've got some down time at the workplace so i figure, why not update the world on my wonderful, crazy, off-the-wall life.

since january i've been living in the mormon mecca...
that's right, orem, utah.
i've had a good run, love my roommates, love the people i work with, love being close to relations.
the start wasn't my favorite.
as many of you know i'm not a fan of freezing my butt off...
i like it where it is, thank you.
but i survived the winter.
the sun is loving me currently.
i'm a lovely shade of brown.
my roommates and sisters are jealous. (haha)
i recently took a trip to fargo, north dakota to visit a boy...
i seriously have never been on a better vacation.
the country was beautiful.
in the words of mr. fargo, himself:
"IT'S GOD'S COUNTRY!"
i'll say that i agree one-hundred percent.
we spent a lot of time driving around seeing the sights.
yes it's flat and pretty boring as far as terrain goes, but the open fields and farms are awesome.
we took a few trips across the river into minnesota.
i got to stand in the hand of the giant paul bunyan statue.
we also went to itasca state park, which was AWESOME.
all in all it was a very awesome vacation and i can't wait to go back.
my plan is to go back in august for another visit...
anyway, since i got back i just haven't felt like utah is the place for me anymore.
so i'm going to move back to washington.
i dont have a definite date yet, but i'm sticking around utah for the summer and then going back in the fall.
i hope to go to school at BCC (or Bellevue College) or LWTech.
i'm not sure where i'll live or what i'll do for work, but i have a couple months to figure that out.
anyway... it just feels like the right thing for me to do right now.

hope you all have a wonderful week

-kmw-

one word... epic

2010-04-03T11:31:00.000-07:00

so this april fools will definitely be one for the books.
it was epic to say the least...

the prank: "congrats!"

so i moved to utah in january
a little over a month after my friend moved back down here from washington
everyone at work thought that the reason i was moving here was to follow him.
my store manager flat out asked me if that's why i was moving.
i told him no WAY!!
i also had people making bets on how long i would last SINGLE in OREM UTAH...
but in the spirit of feeding the gullible...
i borrowed a friend's engagement ring and took a picture of that particular friend kissing my cheek and holding my hand up...
i sent the picture to my store manager, my zone manager and a couple of my co-workers...

my store manager said "CONGRATS!!"

my zone manager said "WHAT?! i did NOT approve of this! is he good to you?!"

my friend said "kilay! no way!"

we all laughed and it was hilarious

until i tried to get the ring off...

it was stuck.

it went on JUST fine

which had me confused...

we tried EVERYthing to get it off...

soap

lotion

oil

floss

ice

i stood outside in the snow with my hand in the air...

nothing worked...

my friend was nervous to tell her husband what had happened

i was nervous that i was gunna lose my finger...

or have over $3000 dollars stuck on it forever...

we finally decided to let it sit over night and see if the swelling would go down.

my finger had puffed up and been rubbed raw from all the twisting and turning and maneuvering we did to try and get it off.

i continued to get text after text and call after call until 3am...

in the morning the swelling had gone down

but not enough to get the ring off

and it was now stuck to my finger in the places it was rubbed raw

i went to work and everyone thought at first that i had really gotten engaged on april fools day...

until i showed them my hand closer....

when they saw the swollen redness they laughed...

my supervisors busted up...

i left on my lunch break to go with my roommate to Jared's to see what they could do for me

the lady didnt know what to do so she asked the manager...

in the mean time, my roomie and i went around the corner and sat on the couch...

we heard him laugh before we saw him....

he came around the corner and asked to see it...

he was laughing hysterically....

he said it was the best thing he had seen in a long time.

he said he loved me and that he was glad i was laughing about it...

they cut the ring...

stuffed two sets of pliers under it and pulled it apart...

it cut my finger when i pulled it off..

my finger is still swollen, but not as bad...

the spots where it was rubbed raw are now scabbing over...

looks like the joke was on me.

my friend whose ring it was has insurance

so they cut it off and will put it back together for free.
i'm so glad we got it off my finger...
it's no longer swollen as bad as it WAS
and the raw spot are now scabbing...

oh well...

it was worth it.

-kmw-

ping-pong = stupid

2010-03-28T18:43:00.000-07:00

i used to be a big fan of ping pong.
i've had a lot of time to just sit and think today...
and i've decided that ping pong SUCKS.
especially when you play against a guy.
it's completely unfair.
they bring a new meaning to the phrase "being the ball"
let me elaborate.
there is no gray area when it comes to guys....
they're either on, or they're off...
in the immortal words of katy perry:
"you're hot then you're cold,
you're yes then you're no,
you're in then you're out,
you're up then you're down..."
i feel like i've got "a case of a love bi-polar"...
if you're into me, you're into me...
if you're not, you're not...
but it can't be "i'm into you yesterday...
but not today...
but maybe tomorrow."
it's just not fair....
not by any stretch of the imagination.
you can't have your cake and eat it too.
that's not how it works.
it's not fair to girls because that's just asking for a mental break down.
it's not fair to guys because they're potentially missing out on something that could have been great.
and this is why:
inevitably the girl will get tired and put her paddle down on the table and walk away.
i'm about to that point.
call me crazy, but i'm the type of girl that likes a straight answer.
whether it hurts or not.
tell me the truth!
i'd rather have the truth and be hurt right NOW
than to be dropped later and have it be from such a height that i can't recover.
and that is the voice of experience...
it's hard to recover gracefully when you've fallen face first over the edge.
sometimes i just think that it looks so hilarious that guys let us fall just to see how funny girls look when their face hits the pavement...
other times i think that girls over-think things and send themselves careening over the edge without thinking...
like my dad always says:
"it's not the fall that kills you...
its the quick stop at the bottom."
then there's the complete opposite situation...
when you've been told bluntly that this is not it,
but you go for it anyway...
these people are just gluttons for punishment.
if you put yourself in the situation
deal with it
if you're doing it to yourself,
i have no sympathy for you.
you have the power to change your situation.
so do it.
stop complaining.
i feel like this has been a very random rambling...
if you followed it, good for you.
if not... sorry.

-kmw-

the cure for laryngitis: shut up!!

2010-02-18T11:29:00.000-08:00

so... i'm home from work today with a bit of laryngitis plus a fever... i figured now is as good a time as any to blog!

this stupid sickness has been really interesting for me because i'm usually one of the loudest people on earth...
and being without a voice really sucks! i literally was whispering for 3 days straight because that's all the sound that would come out...
turns out that was a BAD idea because whispering is more harsh on the vocal chords than talking...
my boss, Dan, printed off a thing about laryngitis for me yesterday, plopped it down on my desk and said "we're gunna get you better!"
it was pretty funny.
i'd like to take this opportunity to point out that Shea was spot-on...
he was over on monday and said "ya know what the cure for your throat is?"
i said... well, whispered, "what's that?"
he said "shut up."
i laughed so hard!
but he was so right!
on the list of things on the print out Dan gave me the first thing is "avoid speaking"...
go figure.
so i didnt talk all day yesterday unless i absolutely HAD to and my voice is slowly returning.
the only bad thing is now other symptoms of laryngitis ar showing today...
i now have a fever...
rar.
on top of that all the coughing i've been doing has made it so that every time i cough it feels like someone is kicking me in the ribs.
and i cough so hard i almost hurl my guts out...
it's pretty much awful.
and THEN i sliced my finger open on a spatula yesterday...
i'm not having a very good week it seems...
well... not a very good week with my health that is...
i've been having a FANTASTIC week other than that!!
i am no longer wondering what the crap i'm doing in Utah...
i'm having the time of my life.
i love my roommates.
i love my friends.
i love my GIRLS!
i'm meeting people all the time and having a blast.
life is good.

-kmw-

adventures in motion...

2010-02-04T10:41:00.000-08:00

i rode to utah with a couple of my brother-in-law's friends in a truck with all my crap tarped and tied to the back in the bed. i was exhausted from singing my lungs out at karaoke the night before (or should i say morning) and running on about 6 hours of sleep for the last handful of days...
let me go back a few days...
the last week in washington was the most traumatic and sad week EVER.
bowling saturday night was a blast... got to see some old friends that i haven't seen for a long time and bowl till we dropped. GREAT FUN
there were a few goodbyes that were especially harder than others...
including a certain someone that i care very much about...
he came over to say goodbye and we decided we needed a caramel apple spice from starbucks.
we drove around talking about things like we always do and when it came time to head home the tears started flowing...
i sat in silence for most of the ride home...
when we pulled into the parking spot at my apartment i couldn't hold back anymore...
we got out of the car and i hugged him and held on for a long time. the whole time he kept saying "kiley, don't cry! please! dont cry!" and trying to get me to quit...
i said "i dont want you to go"
(he was SUPPOSED to be leaving the next morning...)
he hugged me again and held me there for a while until the sobbing subsided.
we were interrupted by a few raccoons messing around in the bushes...
dumb animals...
he's afraid of them... (haha)
he said to go inside before they attacked me (haha!) and he went to his car and opened the door and watched the raccoons a bit more before he got in and drove away...
i stood outside and watched until i couldn't see his car anymore
and then i went inside and completely lost it.
i'm pretty sure my roommate thought i was absolutely insane...
i decided to go to bed, which was awful because i cried myself to sleep...
(for the record, i haven't cried that hard in YEARS...)
i woke up the next morning with puffy eyes and a headache...
that day was my last day of work.
saying goodbye to people at work wasn't as hard as i thought it would be...
i did cry a little when people hugged me, but when it was time to clock out i was OUTA THERE!
i drove home from lowe's one last time.
the next day was spent packing up the rest of my junk and getting it ready to load in the truck.
we loaded it all up, tied it down and then i went and had dinner with my family.
dinner was GREAT! i love my family. they rock.
i went back to my apartment and got ready for my karaoke.
Mr. I'm Leaving in the Morning called me and was still in town so he came over to say goodbye one more time.
he showed up as i was finishing my hair for my karaoke going-away party.
i finished up and sat on his lap and we talked for a little while.
i told him i was sorry about my emotional episode and that i would restrain myself this time.
this goodbye was much better.
we kissed goodbye (mushy, i know, but it was sweet) and i walked him to the door...
i left seconds after he did because i was running late to my own party!
as i was driving toward the freeway i pulled up next to him and stuck my hand up on the window in the ASL symbol for "i love you"
he pointed at himself "me?"
i nodded.
he smiled.
i pulled ahead and he got behind me.
i started to cry.
had to stop myself though, because i just did my makeup!
i rushed to my parents, met up with r.e.l. and we were off.
we arrived and were the only ones there until my great friends joooody, jon-ay and aaron showed up!
we laughed and talked and i sang...
my songs:
before he cheats - carrie underwood
gunpowder and lead - miranda lambert
i sang at the top of my lungs and almost lost my voice so i kept coughing, but i did well according to my friends! (hopefully they're not just being nice)
at the end of the night i hugged everyone and said goodbye.
i went back to the apartment and crashed on the couch after packing up a few more things and changing my outfit to a more travel-friendly pair of leggings and a sweatshirt.
they picked me up about 3 hours later and we loaded up the last few things and hit the road...
well... almost.
we stopped by my parents house where mom and dad were waiting with a bag of food and hugs.
i said goodbye to them, tried not to cry, got in the truck and we drove off.
i slept for about half an hour and then started texting...
about an hour later i started to feel sick...
no good...
i'm one of those kids that gets car-sick if i'm not looking out the window...
i said "next rest-stop we gotta pull off... i don't feel too hott"
we were in the middle of the pass and it was snowing.
the next stop didn't come fast enough.
i had to get out and NOW.
we pulled off the side of the road and i almost didn't make it...
i had to put my hand over my mouth and wait for him to open my door and let me out.
i jumped from the truck and landed in the snow, wearing short leggings, flip-flops and a sweatshirt, and hurled my guts out on the side of the road.
the best part? the only thing i had eaten was a poppy seed muffin.
needless to say it made for some interesting designs in the snow...
so gross.
to make matters worse, while i was puking the driver thought he should check on the load.
turns out the tarp we had used to cover it all was torn to shreds.
fan-flippin-tastic.
soooo we pulled of at the next stop
(which happened to be about 100yards from where i was throwing up)
and purchased a new tarp and some Gatorade and crackers for me...
i laid in the back seat of the truck and called my parents to give them the update on the situation.
we finally got back on the road 2+ hours later...
i slept for most of the rest of the trip.
we finally pulled into town at 2am.
we arrived at the house and started unloading the truck.
oh, did i mention that as we pulled in it was only 4 degrees outside?!
yeah.
single digit.
fu-reezing.
we finally got everything inside and my bed (more or less) set up, which is all i really cared about and i crashed...
i'm pretty sure i slept most of the day...
my best friend came over and we started unloading a few things.
since then i've decorated and re-decorated, arranged and re-arranged a few times.
i'm loving it.
my girls are AWESOME!! i love them so much!!
we have such a good time together!!
i hope you've enjoyed my traveling adventure...
until next time.

-kmw-

and so begins two-thousand-ten...

2010-02-03T20:39:00.000-08:00

so it's been QUITE a while since i blogged last... and a LOT has happened since that last blog...

i no longer live in washington, although it will always be my home, i currently reside in orem utah... crazy huh??

i live with three girls in a house in north orem and i'm loving it! it's an awesome house! i have the master bedroom with my own bathroom and a huge closet, so i'm not complaining!

this is me and my lovely ladies! lacey and katelyn!

i work as an agent for a company called StoresOnline, which is the same place that two of my three roommates work. i answer phones and schedule conferences for people all over the united states. in fact i'd love to share an adventure with you!

i totally got hit on over the phone... here's how the call went...

"thank you for calling conference registration, my name is kiley, are you calling to secure seats for an upcoming comference?"

"yeah i got this thing in the mail..."

"ok, which day and time would you like to attend the conference?"

"well... the only time i'm seeing here is on a tuesday... unfortunately i wont be able to attend that one because i'm a workin' man... i work monday through friday, i'm a lineman..."

"like... a football lineman?"

"no... i put up power lines"

"oh..."
"which type of lineman do you prefer?"

"uh... either one i guess?"

"ah! well miss kiley, are you going to be at this conference i'm going to miss?"

"uh... no, i'm just in the call center..."

"oh... well when is the next conference?"

"they usually come around every six to eight months..."

"oh... well... are you going to be at that one?"

"um... actually i'm not even in the same state as the conference you would attend..."

"well... i travel..."

"*hahaha!* uh... well... um..."

"if you're not going to be at the conference how am i supposed to get a date with you?"

"um... i... dont know..."

"hmm... well, then i hope i meet a girl at ta conference sometime that has as sweet of a voice as you do."

"well thank you..."

"you're sure welcome, miss. you have a good day now... hope i get to talk to you again"

"*haha* you too... have a great day"

"i will now"

i was seriously busting up by the end of the call... i was trying to keep it professional the whole time, it was awkward, but it was so priceless!! i get hit on all the time... apparently i have a good phone voice or something...

anyway... i'm going to make a concerted effort to blog more often... i forgot how much i like sharing my crazy stories! it's gunna be a good year!!

-kmw-

adventures are golden

2009-09-24T14:28:00.000-07:00

i absolutely love the sunset and the Seattle skyline... this is an absolutely breath-taking shot of the Olympic Mountains... gorgeous! i have a friend (pictured) who just moved here and has never seen any of the beautiful places and scenes of Seattle. so we went exploring! this shot was taken from the beach at Golden Gardens and the shot of the two of us was taken in the tunnel.i must say that it is good to have someone that is easy to talk to. someone i can relate with. it's refreshing!

i'm aware that it's been 9 months and then some since i blogged... and that's awful! i was talking to my sister last night and apparently it's going around... she hasn't blogged for a bit either. i thought it was about time i update the world on what's been going on in my crazy little life lately.

i have moved back into my old apartment complex but this time i've got two new roommates. i'm still working at Lowe's in the lumber department, unfortunately... but i'm keeping my hopes up that i'll get out soon. i recently spent some time in the doctor's office and hospital emergency room with MRSA (Methicillin Resistant Staphylococcus Aureus). i could have died! crazy huh? good news: i survived. the only thing i have to show for it is a couple scars... oh! and some pretty gnarly medical bills... ha!

aaaaaaanyway... blog later! :)

-kmw-

the front of my best friend's car is missing...

2009-01-01T14:56:00.000-08:00

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!
we brought in 2009 with a bang... quite literally...
as Megs, Alex and i were driving home last night, Megs and i in her car and Alex in hers, we missed a turn and went down a road in the wrong direction...
we came to a Y in the road and took the left... shortly after taking the left i noticed that Alex was no longer behind us... wondering where she might have gone we turned around and headed back, thinking that maybe she had taken the right instead of following us...
as we came back to the Y in the road we saw an accident involving 2 cars and a couple other cars around the scene.
"wow... we just came through here... on my gosh that's Alex"
we pulled over and got out and rushed over to her... one look at the car and it was obvious that that car wasn't going ANYWHERE... the entire front of the car, from about the front wheels forward, was gone... pretty much spread all over the road...
thankfully she was unharmed. she was a bit sore from the seat belt and airbag, but other than that just fine. a little shook up she asked for her phone, makeup and coat as we took her over to Megs car to sit down. she said that she had screamed the whole time while it happened and kept screaming until she was out of the car...
a couple guys who had apparently shown up immediately after the accident came over shouting at us "if you leave the scene of the accident you'll all be thrown in jail!!"
Megs put on her mom-face and started shouting back at them and telling them to back off...
Alex called her dad, the ambulance had already been called and were on their way, as were the police and a fire truck.
the passenger of the other car was walking around with severe head trauma, glass from the windshield in his face and shouting "i can't go back to prison! i can't go back to prison! put me in that car and get me out of here! i can't go back to prison!"
Megs turns around says "get in the car and lock the doors"
the finally got him to sit down on the tailgate of the truck that hit Alex until the ambulance showed up...
apparently the driver of the other car had taken off running after she had gotten out of the car. they were both drunk, driver and passenger. the passenger didn't have a seat belt on... which is probably why he had the windshield pieces in his face. the other guys described the driver to the police and the paramedics and firemen asked all the questions.
they made sure Alex was stable and uninjured and then waited for the other ambulance to show up to take her to the hospital.
in the mean time i called my dad...
"hi dad... sorry to wake you up... first of all, i'm fine... second of all i'm calling from Megan's phone because mine is dead... thirdly... Alex has been in an accident and the entire front of her car is missing... she's ok, the ambulance, firetruck and police are here... i didn't want you to worry, so i thought i'd call and tell you that i'm alright... we're waiting for the other ambulance to come, i'm going to ride with Alex in the ambulance to the hospital and then Megan will bring me home..."
the other aid car showed up and they put Alex inside on a backboard and did some more tests... it was raining, of course. i mentioned to Megs that no one ever seems to get in a car accident in the sunshine... not even in the movies... it's always dark and rainy...
finally after being outside in the rain for a good half hour, 45 minutes we were on our way to the hospital.
Alex was very calm and level-headed throughout the whole ordeal... she even called a friend of ours that she was supposed to be going to see on her way home...
"so... i don't think i'm going to make it... i'm strapped to a backboard in the back of an ambulance on my way to the hospital right now..." she was laughing and making jokes and everything...
we arrived at the hospital and got out of the aid car... as they pulled her out on the stretcher she said "please don't drop me!!" the firefighter that had been in the back with us, James (totally nice guy) said "uh... you're already on the ground..." it was pretty funny. John, the driver was pretty funny the whole time too. all of them were nice. the firefighters, the police, the paramedics... all really awesome guys.
we went into the emergency room and a few minutes later her dad and little brother showed up... Megs came in a few minutes later, after changing into something dry... she was soaking wet from being out in the rain.
we were at the hospital until after 6am... we finally said goodnight, or good morning rather, to Alex and her family and went home.
we're all thankful to be alive... it could have been so much worse...
ALWAYS WEAR YOUR SEAT BELT!!!
because what do seat belts do Alex??
"SAVE LIVES!!"

love ya girly... lemme know if i left any of it!
i'm glad you're safe.

-kmw-

six russians get stuck in the snow...

2009-01-01T14:18:00.000-08:00

so my best friend and i went to a movie...
wait, back up...
so it dumped snow in Seattle Washington...
seriously... 10 inches of snow on my deck...
my best friend and i decided to go to see a movie in Bellevue...
she came to pick me up and we got stuck in the snow twice... i pushed her out both times and we decided not to go down my street after that until the snow was gone.
we went to the movie, and on our way home we saw someone stuck on the side of the road in the snow... i said that we should pull over and help because after pushing her car out as well as a few others over the past few days that it had snowed i felt confident that i knew what i was doing and could get them out...
so we pulled over, i asked if they would like some help for which they were very grateful. i got out of the car and there were 4 big guys standing around this little red car. all 4 of them looked at me and then looked at each other as if they doubted my ability to get a car out of the snow...
after talking to them for all of 30 seconds i discovered that they were, in fact, not from the US...
they were Russians...
from Russia...
and they were stuck in the snow...
i asked "doesn't it snow a lot over there?? you should be able to get this out by yourself right??"
oh well...
they were speaking in a foreign language and i had no idea what was going on, but i tried to coach the driver to rock the car... forward, backward, forward, backward... so that he could get some momentum and get out of the ditch that he had created by spinning his tires... (idiot... if you're in the snow and you push the gas and your car doesn't go anywhere... TAKE YOUR FOOT OFF THE GAS PEDAL!!)
i was talking to one of them who, since i had gotten out of the car, had been thanking me profusely for stopping and telling me i was a good citizen, and he pointed out that he had placed the chains that they had in front of the tires...
i explained that they weren't going to do any good unless they moved the car first... DUH.
just then 2 other guys pulled up in a truck and asked if we wanted some help... they asked if we had a tow rope...
of course not!
one of the Russians suggested he just push the car out, but that would have destroyed the back of the little red car.
after standing around for a handful of minutes they threw up their hands and called it quits...
before they drove off another car, driving quite erratically i might add, pulled up with 2 more Russians in it... OBVIOUSLY drunk... Banana was standing a few feet away from the red car, freezing in her little cute Puma shoes and chatting with the Russians... she and i observed that from the second we got out of the car we could smell the alcohol and it only got worse when these other 2 Russians showed up... wow...
we were all laughing and having a pretty nice time, considering the situation...
after struggling in the snow and trying unsuccessfully to get the car out for about 45 minutes i gained control of the whole group and tried to be positive and said "ok guys, we can do this. we can get this little car out... i've gotten THAT car out of the snow twice today, by myself (pointing to Banana's little black Golf) so with the 6 of you helping, this should be CAKE!!"
we proceeded to take our positions around the car, one of them suggested that i drive because then they would have a little more man-power to push...
so i got in the car...
"on the count of three i'm gunna go forward, then just listen for me and i'll tell you which way to push... 1...2...3!!!!"
i slammed it into drive, punched the gas
slammed it into reverse, punched the gas
the car started to rock
slammed it back into drive, punched the gas
slammed it back into reverse, punched the gas
it rocked even more
slammed it back into drive and out of the hole i went!!
i drove a bit down the road to a safe spot where i wouldn't get stuck and from behind me all the while i could hear 6 very happy Russians shouting "YEAH!!! SHE DID IT!!"
i parked the car, turned it off, abd before stepping out i said to myself "yup... she did it..."
i stepped out of the car and raised my arms in victory as they all came running down the street toward me.
"LEAVE IT TO THE 5' 3'' AMERICAN, WHITE GIRL!!"
just then i was picked up off the ground and hauled into the biggest 3-Russian hug of my life.
i was kissed on both cheeks by all of them and even on the forehead and nose by a couple of them (those ones were the more drunk of the bunch) it was pretty funny.
they thanked me over and over and over again and offered me some champagne to celebrate, i said no thanks, it's 2 in the morning and i just wanna go home and sleep...
one of them asked for my number... in case he got stuck again... i said "uh..." and thankfully didn't have to really answer or give him an excuse because my attention was demanded by the one that wanted to drink to success...
i politely declined and suggested they go home too...
one more round of hugs and a bunch more kisses and i said goodnight and went back to the car...

*ahh* what a night... fun times had by all!
oh yeah.
i pushed 6 Russians out of the snow... go me.

-kmw-

fifteen...

2008-12-17T22:24:00.001-08:00

7 + 8 things you never knew you wanted to know about me...

7 quirks ... this oughta be good!

1. i don't do mornings. not the same way my mom doesn't do mornings (to her there's no oxygen that early) no... for me if i'm awake before 9ish i'm cranky, i'm rude, i refuse to open my eyes until i've adjusted to whatever light there is, i don't talk and i don't smile. 5:30 in the morning it too butt-crack early for this girl... i will agree with my mother on one part of this though... there's no such thing as 5:30 in the morning.... there's only a 5:30 in the evening and a 5:30 in the middle of the night...

2. i HATE when my food touches on my plate... yes, the things that are SUPPOSED to touch do, but i can't stand it when the different dishes mix and mingle on my plate... gross. my dad thinks i'm ridiculous and says "it's all going to the same place" yeah well... it doesn't have to START that way. (that coming from the man who doesn't like too many different "tastes" in his mouth at the same time...) i LOVE those plates with the little dividers in them...

3. i sing. and quite well if i do say so myself. most people say that i've been blessed with my mother's voice, but i wouldn't go THAT far... hers is FAR superior to mine... but someday i hope to be as good as her. i sing in the shower, i sing in the car, i sing while i'm drying my hair and getting ready for the day, i sing in church... i always wonder if i sing in my sleep... hmm...

4. i have an AWFUL memory... which is why people hear the same stories over and over and over again... i forget who i've told things to and who i haven't... (today i told my friend Mike the same story 3 times... and he was THERE when the actual event happened that i was relating... yeah it's bad) but in the same breath, i can quote any movie, even if i've only seen it once. how does that work?

5. despite my obvious disdain for married people and their stupid married-people-club i actually DO want to get married... some day... i've picked out my engagement and wedding ring just like every girl does and i'm guilty of picking out things i want at my reception... see... kiley can be sappy and sentimental and mushy too!! i think it'd be fun and interesting. mostly because i'm pretty sure that even though i'm slightly O.C.D. about my space (mainly the kitchen) and i love doing dishes and laundry and watching football i'm really hard to live with...

6. i LOVE old music... my dad's music to be specific... yes i love new music too, but Creame, Boston, The Doors, Aerosmith, The Who and countless others will always have a special place in my heart. my dad sings along with almost EVERY word of whatever song comes on the radio and he'll even do a little air-guitar with his tongue out the side of his mouth and his eyebrows furled... it's quite entertaining... GREAT music.

7. for as long as i can remember, one of my many nicknames has been "Miss Dramatic" (or if you would have asked me when i was younger "Mister-Matic") hard to believe i know. i'm loud most of the time, laughing so hard i'm crying most of the time and having full-on conversations with my siblings in "movie-quote" (i think it should be a national language... then i'd be bi-lingual) everything that happens to me is fantastical and just begging to be relived via story-telling. but the weird thing about this quirk is that despite my glaring need to be the center of attention, i freeze if i'm in front of a large group of people... i can't perform on stage... it scares the CRAP out of me. hmm... haven't been able to figure this one out yet, maybe some day i'll get over that fear.

are you still with me?? here we go ...
the crazy 8's ...

8 TV Shows I Love to Watch:
1. CSI
2. CSI: Miami
3. CSI: NY
4. Criminal Minds
5. Without a Trace
6. Cold Case
7. Family Guy
8. Weeds

8 Places I Love to Eat:
1. Taco Del Mar
2. Red Robin
3. Burger King
4. Taco Bell (or Taco Hell)
5. Woody's
6. mom's house
7. Spud's
8. anywhere that's free... (free food always tastes better)

8 Things that happened yesterday:
1. i worked at 5:30 and didn't get off until after 3pm
2. i tripped over my own pant-leg and almost slammed my face into a door
3. i almost froze to death while waiting for the bus
4. i blogged for the first time in a month!
5. i picked out a couple songs to sing on Sunday in Sacrament Meeting
6. i got information about the apartment complex i'm gunna try and live in when i get to Utah (thanks eektially)
7. i went to Fred Meyer with my best friend wearing a ridiculously fantastic hat my dad got from Peru that attracted some of the most awesome facial-reactions ever
8. went on a little drive with o'bee...

8 Things I Love about Fall:
1. shorter days... less light... more time for sleeping
2. Thanksgiving... Food, Football, Family
3. Christmas explodes on my parent's house (yes ON, not at)
4. i second emily's thing: long sleeve shirts and scarfs
5. Christmas music everywhere you go
6. my dad dressing up for Santa gigs... oh yeah, he's an AWESOME Santa's Helper
(for the last 2 i'm gunna put things i absolutely LOATH about Fall)
7. being cold...
8. people freaking out about a little dust of snow... it's like they all of a sudden forget how to drive...

8 Things on My Wish List:
1. these shoes:2. this movie:3. cute little things-to-put-things-in (or a gift card to The Container Store)
4. the wallet i picked out at Fred Meyer
5. one or two 8GB memory sticks/cards
6. a new(er) Dell Lap Top
7. a queen size mattress...
8. sheets for a queen size mattress...

8 People I am Tagging:
almost everyone i would have tagged has already been tagged or has already filled this thing out... so i'm just gunna tag Emma and Spat... love you two!

long time no blog...

2008-12-16T20:49:00.000-08:00

so i realize that it's been FOR-flipping-EVER since i blogged last... i'm such a slacker, as pointed out by my LOVELY friend, Ms. P...
so here's a little bit of what's been going on in the wonderful world of kiley lately.
INTERESTING THINGS AT WORK:
i'm pretty sure that people in Bellevue just SUCK at using their brains... apparently all of them are so used to getting anything and everything they want, down to an EXACT order for their coffee that they take that into a hardware store and expect the same treatment... and if they don't get what they want, when they want it, they pitch a fit like a 4-year-old and do all but stomp their feet, throw themselves on the ground and bang their hands til they get put in time-out. i mean really people. grow up. for instance... i had a lady call the store and ask to have something cut and ready for her to pick it up within the hour... really? what do you think this is a drive through?
(some of you may recall the LAST time this happened... well this time it was worse)
so we did the best we could and cut the 2x2s to her exact specifications, only we didn't have them done in time for her (not to mention she wanted about 30 cuts, all different lengths, in less than half an hour) so of course she threw a tantrum and since they weren't ready for her to take them with her, she wanted them delivered, free of charge, to her house...
are you kidding me?
you want us to drive a HUGE delivery truck with 4 or 5 chopped up 2x2s from our store to your house and WAVE the 79$ delivery fee?? HA! you MUST be joking... oh no! she wasn't. in fact she was PISSED that we even QUESTIONED her reasoning behind the whole matter...
her reason: i called in PLENTY of time to have it done and it wasn't done when i got there. i was in a hurry and didn't have time to wait around for it to get done.
wow... you should have just come and picked up the dang sticks and cut them your-dang-self!! on your OWN time!
ANYWAY...
the store manager that i absolutely LOVED, totally awesome guy, just got taken away from us!! they moved him to Mill Creek to be the Operations Manager... i'm NOT happy about that... right before they took him away they kicked OUR Ops Manager out (which i'm not happy about either... he was awesome too) and replaced him with some chick from Hawaii... i'm pretty sure that i don't like her... wait... lemme think...
yeah no.
i freakin' hate her.
she's a freakin' harpie...
she never listens to a dang word anyone says...
for reals, she'll come and talk to you about something that needs to be fixed and then ask you a question regarding what she just told you about, for instance she asked me why something had been sitting on one of my aisles for over 2 weeks... i tried to explain it to her and tell her why and whatever and RIGHT after i got done explaining myself, it's like she had an instant brain-fart and everything that just happened in the last 2 minutes was now gone...
meaning she said the exact same thing she just said a minute and a half ago...
seriously? wow.
she's like the Wicked Witch of the West and the White Witch from Narnia combined...
YIKES! i really don't like her.
i avoid talking to her as often as possible.
she bugs me in the mornings when i open...
it's like she didn't get the memo that Kiley's not a morning person or something....
even AFTER someone told her the first time she tried to talk to me in the morning without a response... (oh wait! she doesn't listen when people talk... maybe that's what the problem is...)
yeah... when i get to work at 5:30 in the morning and i walk in with one eye open JUST enough so that i don't run into things and the look on my face CLEARLY says "don't even talk to me" why would you try and be all cheery and carry on a conversation with me... i don't talk to anyone until at LEAST 7am... i'm not nice... i'd lose friends if i talked to people that early in the morning... ugh.
and she's ALWAYS there!!! every time i'm there she's there... talking down to people, doing the "i'll-smile-while-i'm-talking-to-you-so-you-think-i'm-being-nice-but-really-i-think-you're-an-incompetent-employee-and-i-really-don't-care-if-you're-working-hard-i'll-still-tell-you-it's-not-good-enough" thing... ugh... wench.
anyway... moving right along.
INTERESTING THINGS OUTSIDE OF WORK:
i went on a blind date... well... sort of... maybe we'll call it a "far-sighted" date... crazy story... i forwarded a text message to a couple friends one day and randomly got a text back
"who is this?"
"kiley... who's this?"
"i don't think we know each other, my name is Mike, i just got a text from you..."
"oh. hi mike. nice to meet you. have a nice day"
well... much to my surprise he didn't stop there! we ended up texting back and forth for most of the night... at first my thoughts were "random..." then the more i talked to him it changed to "oh wow... NERD!! why do i attract the nerds?!" but the more we texted the more normal he seemed... and i figured texting was harmless, and besides, i have unlimited texting! woohoo. he would mention things every now and then about us meeting up and going out or whatever and i would just kinda "haha" and leave it alone and he'd drop it... we didn't share any details really... basically that i worked at a hardware store and that i was 22 and live in Kirkland... he shared that he was a foreman for a job site in Redmond and lived in Tacoma... we got to know each other a little... texted every day for a good week and a half... then the inevitable. he asked me where he would have to go if he wanted to introduce himself... at the time i was waiting for my bus in Kirkland to take me to work. he asked if he could come and buy some wood from me. i "haha"ed like usual but this time he says
"i'm serious, do you have any intention of ever meeting me? or we can just text forever..."
so i gave in.
"sure. come on down."
"k...but i don't know where you work"
"Lowe's in Bellevue... i go to lunch around 5:30."
so he came a little early and walked around the store and then took me to lunch at Taco Del Mar... (great food) we talked some more and he's actually REALLY normal... refreshing. no joke. i swear i'm a magnet for ridiculous men... yikes.
so yeah. we still talk, but that was the only "date" we've been on...

in other news i'm still moving to Utah in January... well, i can't really say "still" because for a minute (k like a week) i wasn't gunna go... i siked myself out a little bit but i'm back on track for a departure date of January 24th 2009... i won't lie, i'm a little scared... a little anxious... and way nervous... but it will be good! it's gunna be an awesome change of pace and a much needed change in scenery. and this time i go away it will be GOOD cuz i'm actually doing it because i WANT to do it, not because someone else wants me to do it.
wise words: do the things that make YOU happy... live for YOU... move for YOU...
so yeah. i've been slowly going through all my junk and getting rid of everything i don't want to take with me... it's hard! i have to take breaks periodically because i'm such a pack-rat! i'll start off good, throwing away things i really DON'T need, but then i start to get sentimental and that's when it's time to get out of the house, or at least away from the junk for a minute.
we'll see how much i actually end up taking... mostly clothes i'm thinking...

i'll have to blog about all the things i'm going to miss at a later date... cuz i'll probably start to cry on the keyboard if i do it right now.
so for now i'll just pinch it off and call this good.

happy blogging!!

-kmw-

a day with friends...

2008-11-21T12:17:00.001-08:00

me and ashleyme...me on a chair in the middle of the road...the tiniest shopping cart ever...the girls! :) we were painting on shirts...

-kmw-

so... i'm a loser...

2008-11-21T11:53:00.001-08:00

i suck, i know. but hey! it's been a busy last month or so... lots of big decisions... lots of work... ugh...
so just for those of you that don't know yet i'm moving!
yup. i'm outa here January 24th!
i'm moving down to Mormon Mecca... that's right. good ol' Utah.
i'll be living in Springville for a while. i'm trying to transfer to the Lowe's down there, but if that doesn't work out i'll be trying to find somethin else...
oh well. anyway... in other news, i'll be living at my parent's house again for alomst two months... so i'll probably be blogging more often... haha! :)
sorry this one is so short!

-kmw-

the rules...

2008-10-31T11:21:00.000-07:00

had to copy this from a guy friend of mine... HAlarious!

We always hear " the rules " from the female side. Now here are the rules from the male side. These are our rules!
Please note.. these are all numbered "1" ON PURPOSE!

1. Men ARE not mind readers.

1. Learn to work the toilet seat. You're a big girl. If it's up, put it down. We need it up, you need it down. You don't hear us complaining about you leaving it down.

1. Sunday sports. It's like the full moon or the changing of the tides. Let it be.

1. Shopping is NOT a sport. And no, we are never going to think of it that way.

1. Crying is blackmail.

1. Ask for what you want.
Let us be clear on this one:
Subtle hints do not work!
Strong hints do not work!
Obvious hints do not work!
Just say it!

1. Yes and No are perfectly Acceptable answers to almost every question.

1. Come to us with a problem only If you want help solving it. That's what we do. Sympathy is what your girlfriends are for.

1. A headache that lasts for 1 7 months is a problem See a doctor.

1. Anything we said 6 months ago is inadmissible in an argument. In fact, all comments become null and void after 7 Days.

1. If you won't dress like the Victoria's Secret girls, don't Expect us to act like soap opera guys.

1. If you think you're fat, you probably are. Don't ask us.

1. If something we said can be interpreted two ways and one of the ways makes you sad or angry, we meant the other one.

1. You can either ask us to do something or tell us how you want it done. Not both. If you already know best how to do it, just do it yourself.

1. Whenever possible, Please say whatever you have to say during commercials.

1. Christopher Columbus did NOT need directions and neither do we.

1. ALL men see in only 16 colors, like Windows default settings. Peach, for example, is a fruit, not A color. Pumpkin is also a fruit. We have no idea what mauve is.

1. If it itches, it will Be scratched. We do that.

1. If we ask what is wrong and you say "nothing," We will act like nothing's wrong. We know you are lying, but it is just not worth the hassle.

1. If you ask a question you don't want an answer to, Expect an answer you don't want to hear.

1. When we have to go somewhere, absolutely anything you wear Is fine... Really .

1. Don't ask us what we're thinking about unless you are prepared to discuss such topics as baseball, the shotgun formation, or golf.

1. You have enough clothes.

1. You have too many shoes.

1. I am in shape. Round IS a shape!

1. Thank you for reading this.
Yes, I know, I have to sleep on the couch tonight;

(But did you know men really don't mind that? It's like camping)

then and now...

2008-10-10T11:57:00.000-07:00

by request...

that was then...

and this is now...yeah man...

-kmw-

don't ya just love people?

2008-10-09T00:19:00.000-07:00

i get this call the other day at work....this lady wants to know if we have dowels that you would use to put in a window to stop it from being opened... i said yes... she asked if they could be cut to size... i said yes... THEN she asked me "if i wanted them cut to certain lengths could i just order that and then pick them up within the hour?"
does this look like a drive-through lady??
i mean really??
of course i can't just tell her no... i could get in trouble for that...
so i told her i'd cut them and have them up at customer service for her to pick up.
i cut them and walked up to customer service and set them on the counter...
the head cashier looks at the dowels, looks at me, and asks "what are these?"
i said "there's a lady that's coming to pick them up within the hour... they're not paid for... she called and asked if i'd cut them and have them ready to pick up..."
he says "uh... ok... that's interesting... i didn't know we had a drive-through..."
AH! my thoughts exactly...
lazy bellevue people...

-kmw-

FANtastic!!

2008-10-07T00:58:00.000-07:00

so, as you may already know, i've been losing a bit of weight here and there since moving out of mom and dad's...

well tonight marks a fantastic day in history...
rewind to a month and a half ago...
my pants were too big, so i thought i'd bust out the giant bag of old jeans that didn't fit me, but that i didn't want to toss and see if they might fit...
i tried on a couple of them....
too soon...
they wouldn't even go up over my thighs...
well... tonight before going to Brentley's birthday party i was feeling gutsy...
so i went for it.
i grabbed one of my favorite pairs of old jeans out of the bottom of the closet and put them on...
GREAT SUCCESS!!
they fit!!
EEEEEEEE!!!!
i can't even begin to tell you how awesome this makes me feel... it's been almost 3 years since these jeans fit me...
i'm still working on it, but this is a big step and i'm really proud of myself!!
go me.

-kmw-

'splosions and schmite going everywhere...

2008-09-26T00:14:00.000-07:00

yeah. more like "let's BUST and DROP stuff together"...
hold on, let's not get ahead of myself here...
so the last couple days at work have been a little less than fine and dandy...
ok, they've been flat out SUCKY, but whatever.
let me go back...
yesterday, oh yesterday.... there we were, brown-chris and me, doing yet another load out for a obviously-capable person (they're just too lazy to do it their selves) this time, it's plywood! woohoo!! nothing too crazy, just some 1/2 inch AC FIR, about 12 sheets... we roll it out to this guys little pickup and start loading it in... one sheet at a time... conveniently it fits right in!! we get about half of them loaded in, and i'm getting a little over zealous and so i pick up the pace... apparently i underestimate my own strength and i sent a piece of plywood sliding so fast i couldn't it RIGHT into the right tail light and BUST the crap out of the plastic covering the light... i think my gasp took away most of the breathable air... i stood there with, needless to say, a shocked-beyond-belief look on my face. i looked at the guy, said "oh my gosh, i'm dead" and picking up the broken plastic tried to put it back together again... apparently i'm just as successful as "all the kings horses and all the kings men" because no matter how hard i tried, it wouldn't go back!
crap. this has never happened to me before... so bad!! my boss laughed it off, but in a "yeah, you're probly gunna be in trouble" sort of way...
SO... TONIGHT was even worse...
i can't get over how crazy this is...
so there we were, my favorite jacob and i, outside, in the rain, in the dark... moving a pallet of play sand i took a turn a little too fast and slid because of the rain and all but 12 bags of the play sand FLEW off the pallet and. went. everywhere. now, this wouldn't be a big deal, but there are about 54 bags per pallet... and when they hit the ground, and the other pallet of all-purpose sand a few of them busted-the-crap open... so while we were cleaning them up, i got sand in my shoes. GREAT fun.
THEN... to make matters worse... i had to bring in a few pallets of Trex and ChoiceDek (composite decking) so i grabbed the first pallet, which consisted of a bunk of 16 foot boards (about 40 of them) and a bundle of 12 foot trim boards (about 12 of them)... i brought them inside, got all the way inside the building and had every intention of putting them on the ground in the back aisle for the openers to deal with, and then all hell broke loose!!
there i was... turning to put them on the ground... didn't turn soon enough, and was going a bit faster than i probably shoulda been... at the LAST POSSIBLE SECOND my favorite jacob shouts from behind me "WATCH THE LEFT--" but before i could get myself stopped i SMACKED the left corner of the 16 foot boards on the beam of the end cap, sending all 52 boards CAREENING off the end of the forks! they flipped and exploded when they hit the ground. there are about 6 bands holding these together... all but ONE of them broke on impact... oh, and by the way, i had them lifted about 12-16 feet in the air...
so they fell 12-16 feet before they finally hit the ground...
AGAIN i sat there with a stunned look on my face... so many emotions went through me that i didnt know what else to do... so i laughed until i had tears in my eyes...
while we cleaned up my little mess, jacob and i laughed hysterically to keep from me bursting into tears... all i could say was "did that just happen?" and "i'm dead... that's it for me... it was working with you jacob"
AHH!!
work had been TERRIBLE!!
but to look at it in a lighter sense, we learned things!!
1. don't let kiley speed up a process that doesn't need speed
2. don't let kiley drive in the rain, in the dark, with a full load
3. don't let kiley drive while sleep deprived
4. don't let kiley drive while sleep deprived and in a rush...

see? learning experience.
the end.

-kmw-

tagged by Mike and Tiffany!

2008-09-20T12:30:00.000-07:00

so... i've been tagged again! woohoo!! this time by my awesome cousins, Michael and Tiffany, so here goes nothin!! :)

List:

3 joys

3 fears
3 goals

3 current obsessions/collections

3 facts about yourself

Tag 3 people at the end of your post by leaving their names, then let them know their tagged by leaving a comment on their blog.

3 joys:

1) my family... they're awesome people!! yeah, there are times when we don't exactly get along, but hey... that's life right? i love my family!! my parents are always right (yup, i said it) my sisters are the most awesome body-guards EVER... i mean really, mess with me, you gotta answer to 3 momma-bears... and then my not-so-little-anymore brother... i admit, he can take me now... boy, that was a rude awakening... and i love my brothers-in-law and all my nieces and nephews!! cutest kids on earth!!

2) my roommates... if i didn't have my girls i think i'd go insane... they're my back-up plan, they're my sound-board when i can't take it anymore, they're my shoulder to cry on, my ear to listen, my advice-givers, my source of positive energy and spunk. my roommates (actual and pseudo) are the greatest girls on earth!! if i didn't have them i think i would drown in all the drama and ridiculousness!! they keep me afloat! I LOVE YOU!!

3) sleeping... yup sleeping... a charge for the battery. it's a great way to let things cool down and put things in perspective. all big decisions should be slept on... and on top of all the great benefits of sleeping, i'm pretty sure my bed is the most comfortable place EVER!!

3 Fears:

1) being alone.

2) not being able to move my arms and legs

3) losing my senses... they're very important to me.

3 Goals:

1) to be as skinny/in shape as i was in high school... for those of you that don't know, i gained 50lbs after high school (over the space of 3 years...) yup. fifty pounds. that's like carrying around one of my nieces or nephews... gross. BUT... since i've moved out of my parent's house (and stopped eating my mom's AMAZING food every day) i've slimmed down QUITE a bit... i'm on my way!!

2) i have a list of famous people i'd like to meet before i die... Russell Crowe, Bruce Willis, Bill Cosby, Jason Statham, Julia Roberts, Sandra Bullock, Kevin Bacon (haha), the entire cast of CSI, Matthew McConaughey, Tina Fey, and Matthew Macfadyen (the guy that plays Mr. Darcy)

3) i also have a list of places i want to go before i die... i want to go to Scotland, Ireland, England, Whales, Germany, France, Italy, Greece, Spain, Portugal, Switzerland, ALL OVER... i want to go to Mexico, i want to road-trip to all of the continental United States, and then go to Alaska and Hawaii, i want to go to Australia, i want to go to Africa and South America... (the list of countries is too long) i want to see the 7 Wonders of the World (old and new)

3 Current Obsessions/Collections:

1) working my butt off so i can prove that i'm good enough to be department manager

2) eating hash browns and runny-eggs on toast... YUM best FAST breakfast ever.

3) listening to music and dancing...

3 Facts about myself:

1) i LOVE my apartment and my roommates

2) i will laugh at just about anything... laughing is my hobby

3) i'm not a fan of the constant rain that we have from september to may...

TA DA!! there you have it.
i'm tagging Emily Shaw, Jennalee Rowe and Molly Surowiec (my three lovely sisters)

-kmw-

oh yes...

2008-09-10T23:40:00.000-07:00

bringin' back the
banana clip!!

and cuz my hair is so short it looks like a mane...
or one of those knight's helmets...
YALIKEIT?!

-kmw-

time for a change in the hair department...

2008-09-08T20:40:00.000-07:00

so... i cut seven inches off my hair...before...after...

what'cha think??

-kmw-

for my best friend...

2008-08-29T14:56:00.001-07:00

happy birthday to you...

happy birthday to you!!

happy birthday dear best friend,happy birthday to you!!!
i love you lots! hope your birthday is
everything you wish for and more!!

love me.

-kmw-

the gorge, jason statham and epi-pens

2008-08-25T22:52:00.000-07:00

i worked Friday from 5:30-2:30... to say the least, it was one of the worst days EVER. apparently when i talk, nobody cares to listen and the people that are supposed to be working for me don't seem to care that i exist... i was reduced almost to tears i was so angry...

then my lovely Polly, Abraham and Megan came to rescue me. they picked me up and we were off! a couple hours later, there we were... the Gorge in George, to see Jack Johnson. it was great!! the view was amazing, the weather was fine, the people-watching was incredible... i mean really, could life get any better?
the music started, the opening bands played, some of it was kinda weird... oh well. the crowd filled until there was no grass to be seen. just people.

we met our newest friend, Tyler, who came over to say hello and ask us where we were from. clearly a little tipsy already, we indulged him. turns out we were born in the same hospital. what are the odds of that?? megan thought he was pretty amusing...
the sun went down, and it was a beautiful sunset. when jack started the crowd cheered!! the wind blew and all we could smell was weed. yup. i could definitely smell a bit of "ha-sheesh". (sally, that was for you) i'm pretty sure we were all getting contact-high... all we could breath was second hand cigarette smoke, bong hits and alcohol of all sorts.
oh! it gets even better... a couple songs into the show the group behind us started to get obnoxious beyond all reason. they were sliding down the hill so they were practically on top of us, one chick kicked Abraham in the head a couple times, another chick was belligerently drunk... she started yelling, in the most nasal, annoying, loud voice
"I JUST LOVE HIM!! I WANNA RUSH THE STAGE! I JUST LOVE HIM!! OH, I LOVE HIM!"
i wanted to turn around 3 or 4 times and just say "lady. you're cut off. shut up or i'll be forced to kick you in the throat."
ugh! she was irritating.
when the music started sounding like a radio at a party that nobody was listening to, and the air was too hard to breathe we decided to bounce. we left at 10pm and headed home. we made it home around 12:30-1ish. i don't remember most of the drive... i was sleeping... in fact, i don't remember the ride there either because i slept through that too... i woke up with "Thank God I'm a Country Boy" playing in my head... i couldn't figure it out, so i asked if it was playing, to which Abraham responded "i was singing it..." ah ha! that explains it.

Saturday night was the drive-in. we saw Death Race and Mummy 3... i'm pretty sure that i've got the biggest crush on Jason Statham in the WORLD! i don't know if there could be a hotter man on earth... i mean really... DANG! before the movies started Abraham and i played a little catch. a quick jaunt to the bano for some mild entertainment, compliments of Banana... she was telling us something while doing some leg stretches on the wall... gotta love her! the movies was INCREDIBLE. i will own it. we didn't care to stay for the second movie, so we left...
tonight was another interesting evening. there's never a dull moment at my house...
we're all here, watching the Notebook, mid-movie Polly pauses it and has a story for all of us. turns out she slapped Abraham across the face today and it was quite humorous. he has Epi-Pens for emergency situations and he was showing Polls how they work. there were 2 in the box and then a third that was like a re-fill or whatever. he showed her how when you push it in, the giant needle goes into your leg and the stuff comes out... then he grabbed the re-fill and pulled off the cap, like he did with the first one, looks over a Polly, so takes a step back and then POW! hits her back in the leg. can you IMAGINE the look on her face?! she gasps, looks at Abraham, hesitates for a second and the WHAM! slaps him across the face. for the next bit he can't look at her without this look on her face of complete and utter confusion... "what just happened?" i'm pretty sure that if i had been there for this event i would have been rolling on the floor, unable to breathe from laughing so hard... i mean really, i was laughing so hard i was about to pass out from lack of oxygen... good times...

*sigh* okie. time for bed... gotta work early!!

-kmw-

viva la vida - coldplay

2008-08-14T00:43:00.000-07:00

i used to rule the world
seas would rise when i gave the word
now in the morning i sleep alone
sweep the streets i used to own

i used to roll the dice
feel the fear in my enemies eyes
listen as the crowd would sing:
"now the old king is dead! long live the king!"

one minute i held the key
next the walls were closed on me
and i discovered that my castles stand
upon pillars of salt, and pillars of sand

i hear jerusalem bells are ringing
roman cavalry choirs are singing
be my mirror my sword and shield
my missionaries in a foreign field
for some reason i can not explain
once you know there was never, never an honest word
that was when i ruled the world
(ohhh)

it was the wicked and wild wind
blew down the doors to let me in.
shattered windows and the sound of drums
people could not believe what i'd become
revolutionaries wait
for my head on a silver plate
just a puppet on a lonely string
oh who would ever want to be king?

i hear jerusalem bells are ringing
roman cavalry choirs are singing
be my mirror my sword and shield
my missionaries in a foreign field
for some reason i can not explain
i know saint peter won't call my name
never an honest word
and that was when i ruled the world
(ohhhhh ohhh ohhh)

hear jerusalem bells are ringing
roman cavalry choirs are singing
be my mirror my sword and should
my missionaries in a foreign field
for some reason i can not explain
i know saint peter will call my name
never an honest word
but that was when i ruled the world
oooooh oooooh oooooh

wade's: a place to "shoot" the breeze

2008-07-26T02:37:00.000-07:00

my beautiful roommate and i went shooting the other day with her lovely boyfriend, (my adopted brother) and his buddy. i'm pretty sure that it was a blast. i was nervous because i've never shot a hand gun before... and polls had never shot a gun at ALL... so we were nervous together....

but there we were!
we both shot a 45 and i shot a 9mm

i only hit the target once... my brother did those other ones...
(if you can read it, it says "kiley's first shot" and then points to it)

they were so cute... he helped her aim...

these are the men i want protecting me... a wonderful shot, both of them...
it was QUITE an experience... i shot once... then got nervous and missed the dang paper with every other shot... but i got some great tips from these men, so next time i'll hopefully do better. and next time we'll shoot rifles too... woo hoo!!
the first gun i ever shot was a black powder rifle... aaaaand i made my own bullets.
bam! i'm amazing ;) haha!!
anyway... fun times. i can't wait to go again!!

-kmw-

hilarity at lowes

2008-07-15T22:09:00.000-07:00

my dear roommate Ems and i have been doing computer training at Lowe's these past couple days...
so pretty much we've been sitting in a room, with no air conditioning, only a fan to circulate the stuffy air, staring at computers taking stupid tests for 8 hours a day for 2 days...
can you say BORING?!
the brain capacity is close to full and we're tired and bored, which makes everything 10 times more humorous...
there we are, taking tests, laughing at the ridiculous answers and text questions...
Ems turns to me and says:
"what a terrible word for someone that's dyslexic... (something like) Cynerjyk"
me: "haha, yeah! they can't say their S's..."
(laughing)
me: "wait... you said 'dyslexic', i heard 'lisp'..."
(both laughing hysterically)
oh wow... i'm pretty much sure that i'm the most retarded person alive...
wow...

just thought i'd share a bit of hilarity...

-kmw-

co-ed softball... a laughing matter...

2008-07-11T11:45:00.000-07:00

so i've been recruited to the F9ers co-ed softball team...
sadly i've only been able to go to 1 practice due to, well... strep/mono and other things that have been getting in the way lately.
anyway, last night was our first game.
what i didn't know about these games is that they're by TIME not by INNING... we get 1 hour to play a game, then 1 hour to play another game against the same team... if we each win one it's a tie. if one team wins both, obviously they win.
i played left-center field last night... first time i've played softball in 4 years... so i was a little rusty... i missed a catch that any other day i would have caught... stupid me, i didn't wear my glasses the first inning... needless to say i was pissed and wore them the rest of the game.
i did however get a couple singles and i stole home in the first game.
the whole time i was standing out in left-center i was making my own commentary on the game... well... kinda. more like i was making fun of people out loud, but no one else could hear me... so i laughed at my own jokes... gotta love the easily amused.
there was this one guy on the other team that was giving pointers to the pitcher... saying things like "don't be afraid to throw it a little further..." cuz she wasn't quite getting it over the plate... and she would just say "ok, yeah, thanks...." and continue on. well, next inning they switched and he was the pitcher... and he SUCKED!! HA-larious. this same guy also hit a pop RIGHT to our left fielder... after telling his team to keep it low, keep it down... blah blah... wow... so for the rest of the game he was nic-named "the cocky one".
anyway... it was a GREAT game... we beat the CRAP out of them first game, and then came from behind and tied it up in the second game. woo hoo!! :)
GO F9ERS!!! hahaha!!
wish us luck for the rest of the season!

-kmw-

junior? JUNIOR?!

2008-07-10T11:31:00.000-07:00

Once upon a time, Big Kev, a friend of Little Ems, came over and brought his VCR (or "VHS player", as i like to call it... shut up Ross...) and the Indiana Jones trilogy... while watching them, the Last Crusade to be precise, i happened to look up in the corner of our vaulted ceiling and i saw this huge moth... Little Ems says "he's been there forever! he needs a name" Polls says "lets call him Indiana Jones Junior" i said "just Junior... (polls: why?) 'Junior' is what his dad called him... his name isn't Indiana Jones, he wanted to be called Indiana but... 'we named the DOG Indiana'..." so we started calling this moth Junior.

one day i came home and i was sitting on the couch and all of a sudden, mid conversation with i can't remember who, i stopped, looked up, almost giving myself whip-lash and he was gone. "JUNIOR?! JUNIOR?!! NOOOO!!!! JUNIOR'S GONE!!" i was distraught. i couldn't find him on the ceiling, the walls, the nooks, ANYwhere!! he was gone.

i found out today that my Ukrainian friend, Vanya, had captured my Junior, and set him free!!

rude.

*sigh* no more junior.

-kmw-

brazillians, mac n' cheese, and strep throat

2008-07-08T23:21:00.000-07:00

so basically the past 2 days have royally sucked...
*sigh* where do i begin?
yesterday morning i woke up feeling a little less than great, and nervous as heck because my lovely roommate talked me into going to get a Brazilian wax with her. i'm not going in to detail, because i fear losing some of you as friends... but let me just tell you that it hurt just as much, if not more, than you can imagine... crap. i admit it... i cried. but, crazy as it sounds, i don't regret it. just like polls says... "it's one of those things on your list of things to do before you die". i got so worked up and used so much energy trying NOT to scream profanities at the top of my lungs that i was flipping exhausted when it was all over. i almost fell asleep on the couch while she got hers.
well, on the drive home my body started to ache... my lower back was the worst. we stopped for gas and the pain was unbearable. tears started rolling down my cheeks. polls got back in the car and asked me if i was crying, to which i answered yes, but that i didn't know why. to make matters worse i couldn't make it stop. they just kept coming and more and more of my body started aching. my skin started burning, but i was freezing!! i kept getting chills and goose bumps even though it was hot outside. it hurt to swallow. when we got home i went inside, grabbed my blanket and snuggle pillow and curled up on the couch and cried. sobbed for the first time in who knows how long. and i still didn't know why. i mean yeah, i was in pain, and yeah i had kinda just gone through a bit of a trauma, but sobbing uncontrollably?! what's wrong with me?! i called my best friend, spat and without me saying more than hello he knew something was terribly wrong. i got a long-distance hug, and someone to talk to for a bit while the tears subsided.
unfortunately i had to get up and dressed and make myself look presentable because i had a drug test to take. (yeah, i'm going back to work for Lowe's... long story...)
after that my B convinced me that laying in the sun would make me feel better, so i put on my swim suit and dress and went down to the beach and laid in the sun... but it didn't help. i hugged him goodbye and went home and curled up on my couch again.
i asked a couple friends to come and give me a blessing. p.s. i don't think that i can say it enough, THANKS GUYS!!! you're seriously the greatest ever. and just fyi, i'm feeling 10 times better today.
after that i was forced to sit in a hot bath for half an hour... let me tell you, that's LONG past pruney-finger time... and i had to drink this nasty crap that's supposed to make my throat not hurt anymore. when i got out i dried off and got in my pj's and got my bed all ready to get in, put some water bottles next to it and some saltines. (dang those are good crackers) i took my temperature before i went to bed... sure enough, i had a fever... 102.4
i sweat it off during the night... i had a fan blowing on me and everything! i woke up with soaking wet sheets and clothes... that's just foul. but hey, broke my fever and i'm already feeling better. i discovered that it was strep throat and not the flu, which is what we thought at first... but yeah... i've never felt so crappy before in my LIFE... i really thought that i was going to have to go see a doctor... i HATE the doctor... do i sound like i'm 5? all they ever do is poke me and tell me things i already know and then charge me through the nose for telling me that.
well... TODAY i feel better... not 100% yet, but better. sadly, my roommate had to go to the eye doctor to get her eye checked out that i hit with a pop can about a week ago... i can't remember if i've already told that story, but the short version is we were dorking around playing baseball with a pop can and a steel bat and i smashed her in the eye with the can by accident... i don't think i can apologize enough... i still feel bad, but she keeps telling me not to worry about it... and then today she tells me she's going to the doctor... great. OH! and she had surgery... apparently the black dot she kept seeing when she looked up wasn't a bruise... it was her retina disconnecting from the rest of her flippin eye!! still, she tells me not to worry... how can i not?! i sent my roommate to the doctor for SURGERY and i'm not supposed to worry about it? really?
anyway... i'm spending the night at a friends house because the doctor doesn't want her running the risk of getting infected... i can understand that. i'm just not happy that i can't be there for her like she was there for me last night. i feel bad that i can't take care of her like she took care of me... *sigh*
anyway... i hung out at home today, watching almost every movie i own and drinking water. i had mac n' cheese for the first time in a long time... it was gross, but it was warm and easy to eat... so i suffered through it. besides, i ran out of crackers and straight water wasn't cuttin' it. i was starving.
now i'm just chillin with my little bro... watching Fun With Dick and Jane... HA-larious!!
peace out.

-kmw-

laughing is a workout...

2008-07-03T18:03:00.001-07:00

k guys... i've been increasingly worse at this...
so sorry...
in my defense, it has been CRAZY in my life here this past month.
i'm pretty sure that i've never laughed as much as i have since i moved in with my girls, Polls and Ems. they make me so happy!! such positive people are hard to find. they're so laid back and anti-drama, i love it. they're always in a good mood, and constantly telling me how beautiful they think i am and how much they love me.
i love them too... so much that words can't describe.
every time one of us says something hilarious we write it on a post-it and put it on the fridge... i think i've mentioned that before... every time i get something out of the fridge i laugh just thinking about it.
last night was no exception.
it was the most amazing thunder and lightning storm EVER.
it seriously looked like a light show... it was INCREDIBLE!!
Polls and i were on our way home after taking home our gimpy friend Abraham and the lightning was going nuts!! flash after flash lit up the sky...
as we pulled into our apartment complex the entire sky lit up about 4 times right in a row.
i yelled at the top of my lungs "WHOOOOOA!!! did you SEE it?!"
Polls turns to me and says "ok, hold on... 'WHOOOOOA!!'..."
i busted up laughing... almost ran us into a couple curbs before we made it to our parking spot.
HAlarious! i laughed so hard i was crying and almost peed my pants, for reals.
we came in and re-capped for Ems and her friend and laughed all over again.
every day is like this around our apartment. we can't go ONE day without one of us saying something completely ridiculous and hilarious all at the same time.
we crack ourselves up.
oh wow... so funny.

i love living here!! :) ever day is better and better :)

-kmw-

failure to blog...

2008-06-26T23:19:00.000-07:00

i'd like to apologize for my lack of blogging lately...
it has been a little less than ordinary for me this past bit...
all in one month i completely turned my life around.
seriously.
i started a new, full-time job, i moved out of my parent's lovely abode, i started working out more consistently and eating right for the first time in YEARS, and all in a weekend, became as independent as i've ever been.
woo hoo!
my head has been in 100 different places all at once.
i don't think i've slept a full 8 hours a night more than twice or maybe 3 times.
i've been working out more and kicking my own butt.
i've been eating a bunch of healthy crap.
i've made new friends, and strengthened my existing friendships.
AND... i look Mexican.
i can't tell you how much i absolutely LOVE taking a 12 minute nap and waking up 3 shades darker... it's the best.
my mom keeps saying i'm gunna look like a leather purse...
ANYway...
i'd like to take this opportunity to give a little public shout out to all those people that made this life transformation possible.
first of all: my family.
i have to admit i was a little upset when everything for my move started falling apart at the last minute, but you all came through for me in the end.
Mom and Dad... i love you. and i know i don't say it enough, but i miss and love you both very much. what'dya say? Sunday? dinner at your place? done.
lerd... thanks for the support-from-afar. i know if you were here you'd be all over helping me out in any way you could. it's the thought that counts. i love you!!
em... thanks for everything. the use of your van, the vote of confidence, the ha-rah! when i finally got out... i was so happy and overwhelmed that i cried when you left. the secret is out... i totally did.
mole... thanks for being here and helping toss stuff in my window... you too 'fer!! i love you guys!!
crint... thanks for the laughs! every time i get a text from you i bust up. sorry i don't always reply... life's been a bit busy. i'll try to do better and be around a little more. i know it wasn't exactly cool of me to just leave you alone with the parental unit... my bad ;) haha!!
and now a shout out to my wonderful roommates.
thank you for all you have done. i don't think i could have moved into a better apartment with better people. i'm pretty sure that this is the greatest experience of my life. yeah, the lack of sleep has gotten to me at times, but it's pretty worth it just to be with you guys. i love waking up in the morning knowing that all i have to do is open my door and there you are!!!
i'm gunna have to agree with you poll's... it's like having the longest slumber party EVER... every night is a party!
CAN life get any better? i submit that it CANNOT!!
and i LOVE that you write all the silly things i say on sticky notes so that i'm always reminded of the funny times and happiness that i've felt since June 13th. every time i get something out of the fridge i crack up just reading what i've said...
and for the record, i'm still freakin jealous of the dang computer.
ems. your face. it's so big. apple?? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!
shh! Lewis is gunna kill us. i need to teach myself how to laugh a little quieter...
HA! who am i kidding?
Last but not least, Banana... my pseudo-roommate. girl. thanks for stayin with me. i know i haven't been exactly the greatest for the past month, but i'm glad that you understand me and know that i love you no matter what. and even though my life has been turned up-side-down i'll find my groove and get back to normal... one of these days. ;)
you're beautiful.
*sigh*
it's almost midnight... i think i'll go have another FIBER ONE!!!! and head to bed now...
hope you all didn't miss me too much!!

-kmw-

update on the sitch...

2008-06-18T12:10:00.000-07:00

so in the last week or so i've started working full time, i moved into a new apartment, and i've had minimal sleep... i might even go as far as to say that i am sleep deprived...
but! i've been trying to maintain a "cheerful disposition" and at time i've even faked happy so as to not scare people away... i'd say it's worked out well so far... haha!!
only side-effect: memory loss...
i can't remember anything to save my life.
at work i'll pull out papers and then 2 minutes later, forget why i got them out.
at home i'll forget that i've put laundry in the wash/dryer.
in phone calls and text messaging i've forgotten if i actually had a real conversation with someone... so if this has happened to you, i apologize... i'll try harder to actually be coherent when we talk... hahaha!!
anyway... i thought i'd give a quick update on the sitch...
we get internet tomorrow!! so i'll be back to my usual-frequent-poster-self!! :)
happy blogging!!

-kmw-

life's not so peachy...

2008-06-12T16:55:00.000-07:00

so ya know how i said that everything was going my way...
like...
a week ago?
well...
that was a week ago.
now that it's coming down to "moving day" everything seems to be going to crap in record time.
ever since i decided to move out my parents have been a little less than positive.
i understand their concern... i know that they don't want to see me fail, and neither do i...
but have a little faith.
i owe a BUNCH to my awesome home teacher... he's been WONDERFUL!! he's the greatest home teacher anyone could ever ask for. i know you might think yours is great, but mine is better. so there. he's done everything he can to help me out and nothing is going according to plan... i feel SO bad!! he was gunna postpone his plans for Saturday to help me move!! how sweet is he?! of course i didn't want him to cancel his plans for ME, but he insisted, so, naturally, i insisted on buying him lunch to make up for it...
after this run-around i think i'll actually take him to lunch, dinner, and dessert...
the run-around:
the original plan was Friday after work he would meet me at my house, as would my older sister and we would make it in one trip: clothes in the mini-van, everything else in the truck and trailer...
that plan was foiled because the other people helping me out (namely my sisters and parents) were going to be at graduation for my little brother (that i was going to miss because it starts at 6 and i'm not off work til 7)
so we changed the plans to Saturday early afternoon-ish...
he had plans for Saturday afternoon, i didn't want to mess them up, even though he said about 100 times that it was alright, and that i needed the help more... so we planned to do it in the morning on Saturday...
well... that's all well and good, but the rest of the moving crew won't be there!
crap...
why you ask?
unfortunately, we had a family friend pass away this week... her funeral is on Saturday.
we also have a family friend getting married... the wedding is on Saturday...
it's my sister and her husband's weekend for the boys to visit... that's on Saturday...
it's my other sister's daughter's tee-ball game weekend... that's on Saturday...
is there anything that's NOT happening on Saturday?!
for the love.
i'm scrambling to figure out how this is all gunna work out... on Saturday...
i'm exhausted... mentally, physically, emotionally...
i'm so tired, all i wanna do is sit here and cry.
it honestly feels like everything is against me this weekend.
i'm trying to stay positive.
it's not exactly easy...
i'll let you know how it works out...

-kmw-

best and worst...

2008-06-12T14:25:00.001-07:00

readin stuff on MSN.com again... found an article...
11 bests and worsts of being a parent...
i copied the blurbs that i thought were the most humorous... and that REALLY applied to me hahaha!!

11 BESTS:
1 Childbirth
2 First Time Out of the House
3 Potty Training
4 Family Meals As a parent, you rediscover the four main food groups and learn to cook instead of dial for dinner. Better yet, you actually sit down to eat and talk with your family. You'll find out what your kids learned at school. You'll hear their views on current events. Maybe you'll just laugh together. Not every meal will be so satisfying, but sharing mealtime with your family has a way of putting life into perspective, one day at a time.
5 Playtime
6 Hugs and Kisses A peck on the cheek at bedtime. A full-body squeeze before you head out to work. Hugs and kisses from your kids are shots of adrenaline, caffeine, and sugar all at once. Shows of affection may get fewer and farther between as children grow older, but each one of them is a natural high.
7 Seeing Yourself in Your Child Your daughter inherits your sense of humor and your spouse's corkscrew curls. Even better, she does not inherit your inability to add fractions or your husband's dance moves. Observing the physical and personality traits that manifest themselves in your children—and those that, thankfully, do not—is one of the most gratifying parts of watching your children evolve.
8 Discovering New Hobbies
9 Reliving First Love... and Heartbreak
10 Graduation Days
11 Rediscovering Your Spouse

11 WORSTS:
1 Philosophical Acquiescence
2 Sleep Deprivation Nothing can prepare you for those first few months (or in some cases years) of waking up every couple hours to change a diaper, prepare a bottle, or walk around the living room in a daze hoping the kid you're cradling will finally call it a night. (They probably will around dawn.) Nursing mothers obviously bear the brunt of this, but dads who want to do their part (and to those who don't: Why are you sitting on the sidelines?) feel the effects too. When you're both this tired it affects everything—your social life, your productivity at home and at work, and your ability to communicate amicably. Watch out for that last one.
3 The Blowout Diaper Poop. Better get used to it being everywhere—on the furniture, on your clothes, under your nails. And it's staggering how much poop that little human can store up in its body and, without warning, evacuate all at once. Think Mount Vesuvius. The prudent will stock up on extra baby wipes and take them everywhere the baby goes, just for this moment. My wife and I still refer to our seminal diaper-changing moment as "The Costco Parking Lot." We had the car cleaned afterward.
4 Public Embarrassment
5 Mortality Whether the deceased is a goldfish or a grandparent, managing your child through the death of someone close is one of the toughest and saddest parts of your job. There's not much you can do to stop the tears, so be prepared to ride it out and fumble your way through big questions like, "Why does anything have to die?" If there's a silver lining, it's that kids seem to bounce back faster than adults do, eventually giving you time to grieve—but only after you've helped them get over the loss.
6 Marriage Issues
7 Health Issues
8 Routine
9 Breakdown There are times you'll feel at your wits' end, and not in some funny way portrayed in a movie or on a sitcom. When something snaps inside, you feel it and the resulting emotions may be confusing or alarming. Worse, you may have no outlet to deal with them because you're the parent and the show must go on. It feels warm and fuzzy to say these trying moments help you grow as a person, but the reality is that sometimes they don't. Sometimes they take the life right out of you.
10 Trouble Child You get the call at work to come to school for a meeting with the principal. Turns out little Johnny is the school bully and he just punched three kids and a teacher. You saw the tendencies at home, but now your worst fears are true, and in addition to dealing with school administration you have several other parents to answer to. What did you do wrong, and is fixing the problem coming years too late?
11 Worry Despite your best efforts to project a calm façade, inside you're wondering if your kids are failing at school, having trouble making friends, hanging out with the wrong crowd, or experimenting in ways that make your skin crawl. As they get older, they spend more time away from you and your protective eyes and arms, and though you try to grant them independence, you dread getting bad news. Suddenly it hits you: You're just like your mom. Somehow that doesn't make you feel any better.

yup... i think i've covered almost all of those worsts... still working on the bests...

SALLY!!

2008-06-10T14:41:00.000-07:00

this one's for you brother...

i still love ya!!

ska-doosh!!

Father's Day RD Jokes

2008-06-10T13:08:00.000-07:00

i subscribe to readers digest for emails of the jokes and everything, as i've mentioned before, and today i got the father's day jokes... so i thought i'd share

The Right Choice

My 16-year-old brother, Ryan, was out late with friends one night. Suddenly he realized it was Father's Day and he had neglected to buy a card for our dad. After much searching, Ryan located an open store, but was disappointed to find only two cards left on a picked-over rack. Selecting one, he brought it home and, somewhat sheepishly, presented it to our father.

Upon opening it, Dad read this message: "You've been like a father to me." He looked at Ryan, puzzled.

"Well, Dad," Ryan tried to explain, "it was either that or the card that said, 'Now that I'm a father too!'"

-- Submitted by Anne Carlson

Thanks for the Soda, Pop!

Before I took the old family car to college, my father loaded the trunk with soft-drink bottles filled with oil, coolant and transmission fluid. Sure enough, my car overheated. Scolding myself for not listening to my father's instructions, I looked at the engine and saw how well he knew me. The oil cap was labeled Dr Pepper, the transmission stick, Coke, and the empty coolant container, Diet Pepsi. I finished the trip safely.

-- Submitted by Charlotte G. Alexander

Say What, Dad?

Our Gen-X daughter, Cristie, made my husband a Father's Day card entitled "Things My Dad Would Never Say." Such as:

"Can you turn up that music?"

"Go ahead and take my truck. Here's 50 bucks for gas."

"I LOVE your tattoo. We should both get new ones."

"Here, you take the remote."

-- Submitted by Deanna Schneider

Watch the Wash, Dad...

I decided to make myself useful and do a load of the family laundry. When I took the clothes out of the machine, I discovered -- to my dismay -- that I had also washed the watch my wife had given me while we were dating. "Don't expect me to replace it," she said later with an obvious lack of sympathy. By the time Father's Day rolled around, however, she had relented and gave me a beautiful new watch. Attached was a note with this stipulation: "DRY-CLEAN ONLY!"

-- Submitted by Paul Diblasi

What a Card!

Father's Day was near when I brought my three-year-old son, Tyler, to the card store. Inside, I showed him the cards for dads and told him to pick one.

When I looked back, Tyler was picking up one card after another, opening them up and quickly shoving them back into slots, every which way. "Tyler, what are you doing?" I asked. "Haven't you found a nice card for Daddy yet?"

"No," he replied. "I'm looking for one with money in it."

-- Submitted by Terri Cook

Papa Bear

My husband's cousin married a former Marine who now works for United Parcel Service. They bought their four-year-old son two stuffed bears -- one in a UPS uniform and the other in Marine garb. When the boy seemed confused, his father brought out a picture of himself in full Marine dress. "See, Connor?" he explained, pointing to the photo and then to the bear. "That's Daddy."

Connor's eyes went from one to the other, and then he asked in a puzzled voice, "You used to be a bear?"

-- Submitted by Robin Yedlock

Pop Vs. Pup

While flying from Denver to Kansas City, Kansas, my mother was sitting across the aisle from a woman and her eight-year-old son. Mom couldn't help laughing as they neared their destination and she heard the mother say to the boy, "Now remember -- run to Dad first, then the dog."

-- Submitted by Karla J. Kasper

Paternal Payback

On the day I received my learner's permit, my father agreed to take me out for a driving lesson. With a big grin, he hopped in behind the driver's seat. "Why aren't you sitting up front on the passenger's side?" I asked.

"Kirsten, I've been waiting for this ever since you were a little girl," Dad replied. "Now it's my turn to sit back here and kick the seat."

-- Submitted by Kirsten Wiley

No. 1 on Our List -- Literally!

My father was completely lost in the kitchen and never ate unless someone prepared a meal for him. When Mother was ill, however, he volunteered to go to the supermarket for her. She sent him off with a carefully numbered list of seven items.

Dad returned shortly, very proud of himself, and proceeded to unpack the grocery bags. He had one bag of sugar, two dozen eggs, three hams, four boxes of detergent, five boxes of crackers, six eggplants, and seven green peppers.

-- Submitted by Joan Flood

-kmw-

more RD funnies...

2008-06-09T16:06:00.000-07:00

Human beings are the only creatures on earth that allow their children to come back home.
-Bill Cosby-

The other night, I ate at a real nice family restaurant.
Every table had an argument going.
-George Carlin-

When I get one of those "mom" headaches, I take the advice on the aspirin bottle: Take two and keep away from children.
-Roseanne Barr-

RD Funnies...

2008-06-06T14:03:00.000-07:00

Let's face it, all the good stuff happens after midnight.
--Matt Groening--

"Purpose of visit?" asked the customs agent as we approached a checkpoint at the U.S.-Canadian border.
"We're going to a wedding," my wife said.
"Are you carrying any weapons--knives, guns?" he asked.
"No," she said. "It's not that kind of wedding."

"I'll never find the right guy," I heard a young guest at the wedding shower sigh.
"Don't give up," urged an older woman. "Every pot has a lid."
"Or," a cynical voice behind her offered, "you could be a skillet."

A distraught driver was grateful when out Marine son, Jim, stopped to help put out a fire in her car. "I prayed, 'please let the next car stop,' and it was you," the woman gushed.
Jim's mother was also pleased when she heard the story.
"Who would have thought," she told him, "that you'd be the answer to any girl's prayers?"

everything's going my way...

2008-06-04T16:11:00.000-07:00

i don't think that my life could be any better right now than it already it, but give it about a day... and it'll be EVEN BETTER!!!
at the rate i'm going, i should be playing the lottery! i might just win!!
so, yeah, after the fight with the parentals i decided it was time... i'm 22 and still living in my parents basement... yeah, that's gotta change!! so i was thinking about moving out...
"hmm... i wonder if anyone would wanna move into an apartment with me..."
*text message from my girl*
"hey! you wouldn't happen to be wanting to move out any time soon would you?"
"actually, yeah... i've wanted to move out since i got home from school..."
"REALLY?! CALL ME!!"
so i did, we ended up chatting for a good hour or so...
turns out her sister is moving up from Utah in a couple weeks and the two of them and another girl were gunna move into an apartment, but the other girl decided to bail on them... so they were looking for another roommate...
she said her first instinct was to look through her phone, but then she thought that would be lame, so she CraigsListed for roommates and came up with a whole-lota-nothin... so then she went looking through her phone and the first name that popped out at her was ME!! Kiley Girl! :) hahaha!! so she decided to take a chance, and ask!
all i had to do was apply to the complex, tell them who i was gunna be living with, give a reference (my parents) and wait for an approval...
I GOT APPROVED TODAY!!!
literally about half an hour ago...
so...
tomorrow we go to check out the apartment during lunch
move in date is next Thursday or Friday of next week (the 12th or 13th)
i'm pretty freaking excited! it's hard for me to focus on work right now... hahaha!! this next week is going to be absolutely incredible!!

6/5/08- check out apt. (sign lease)
6/6/08- payday at WISM
6/7/08- go out and kick it with the sister in P.O.
6/12 or 6/13- get the keys to the apt. and move in
6/13/08- last day at WISM (they decided to give me sat. off)
6/15/08- payday at PCWA
6/16/08- first FULL day at PCWA

AHH!!! i'm so excited!!
wish me luck! i hope i really like this place!!

-kmw-

grow up...

2008-06-02T13:27:00.000-07:00

if you've read my Twitter, you already know what went down last night, but let me go back...
my best friend is quite smart. she is also quick witted.
i love to hear her stories of snips she's tossed at people to which they have no intelligent response...
perfect example:
"we're not talking right now... but,
we're big enough to get over it."
LOVE it.
and the context of the original conversation makes it HILARIOUS.
i laugh just thinking about it.
what makes it even better?
it totally applied to the fight that went on last night between my parents and i...
yes, we were fighting AGAIN over something STUPID...
(isn't that always how it goes?)
i was so floored i wanted to scream until i passed out.
they weren't listening, i wasn't listening, it was a big mess...
i was so mad i cried.
i went to my room, and went to bed angry...
not a good idea if you ask me...
i woke up with a headache and puffy eyes... sucky...
but all morning all i could think about was that little comment...
we're big enough to get over it.
and it's true. we are! honestly... it was probably stupid for us to be fighting over anything at all in the first place, but the fact that we can get over things like that is awesome.
yeah, i'm a stubborn, hard-headed, smart-alec that should probably know better by now, and maybe one of these days i'll grow out of it
(keep your fingers crossed... my dad's 57 and he's still like that)
for the time being, i'll just stick with being big enough to get over it...

-kmw-

TAG!! i'm it...

2008-05-28T16:39:00.000-07:00

yup, i tagged myself, but i made a few changes so it's not just a repeat...

What were you doing a decade ago?
wow... i was 12... so i was probably trying to not be so awkward during my awkward-stage (that lasted about... 8 years...) and playing flag football at recess with the boys. this was the summer i broke it off with my elementary-boyfriend because we were so mature now and needed to move on... (hahaha! yeah right)

4 Things on my semi-long-term to-do list:
1) pay off my student loans
2) pay off my credit cards... and then cut them up :)
3) get a house to put all my kitchen stuff in ;)
4) be happy... consistently... in all aspects of my life

4 Places that I would like to visit:
1) Vegas, preferably the set of CSI to meet the cast (yeah yeah... lea'me alone)
2) Hawaii
3) all those countries on the other side of the Atlantic that you always see pictures of...
4) Mexico

4 Co-Workers that I will never forget, and why:
1) Jim - the man that taught me everything i know about the plumbing department (not to mention the reason i even decided to transfer out of cashiering) and about life in general. i am his favorite Semi-Italian Plumbing Princess and student. he is a great man and deserves the best of everything. i'm SURE he's making quite the amazing angel. miss you lots Jim!! :) i don't know where i'd be if i had never met you! give 'em hell!
2) Brad - he's the only manager that i still care to know... :) he's the coolest, most laid-back, AWESOME boss i've ever had. i miss working for him very much! i go and visit him every chance i get, and text him when i get bored (sorry Brat-ley... i still don't have pictures... i'm working on it...) oh, and he gives me and my family members a good deal on anything we want... just cuz he rocks like that. gotta love it!
3) Mikey - the biggest, most muscly associate ever to work in the plumbing department... when he was applying, we had a bet going on where he would be working... (aaaaand i almost tripped over my jaw that dropped to the floor the first time i saw him... crap) my guess was Lumber, Lex guessed Hardware/Tools... we were both wrong. they put him with us back in Plumbing and i had never been happier! we made a great pair! we did everything together! we were the "Dynamic Duo of the Lowe's in Bellevue". everyone knew us and everyone knew that if you asked one of us to do something, both of us were on it like white-on-rice. it worked out quite well if i do say so myself!! we did lunch every day, regardless of if we worked the same hours or not... i miss our lunch-talks... baby i love you! *muah*
4) Dana "Shmeck" - oh lady... you so pretty!! and that baby of yours?! gunna be a heart-breaker for sure!! she's the cutest! do you remember the first day we met?! and the first week we started the Lowe's Bowling Crew?! oh wow... those were the days!! she's amazing people! she taught me all the ropes of the front end, and how to not take crap from anyone! i owe a lot to her! ah the memories! using duct tape to hold her pants together, making the "attitude adjuster"... and the "mini-attitude adjuster"... you know, for those minor adjustments... awesome. love it.

4 Things people should know about me:
1) i am probly too stubborn for my own good
2) i'm also probly too competitive... i never lose. and don't you forget it.
3) i love taking naps (if it were up to me there would be a mandatory nap time instated throughout America... people would be happier for sure)
4) i will laugh REALLY HARD at just about anything that's funny (and even at things that aren't funny) because i love to laugh! (and because i think that laughing at people's "dumb jokes" makes them happier and feel more loved...)

NEXT, I tag anybody
who wants to be tagged!

ahh a fresh start...

2008-05-27T16:12:00.000-07:00

this past week/weekend has been a bit too crazy for me.
i'm trying to remember a lot of information from starting my new job Friday.
my family's a crazy bunch, as usual.
and life in general has just been...
well...
stupid.
but having this 3-day-holiday-weekend has also been a great opportunity, because it has given me a chance to un-lax a little and put a little perspective on my life.
not having to work Monday was a blessing in disguise.
i thought it would totally throw me off and make this week really hard to manage, but i was SO wrong...
i woke up at 8 to cloudy skies and decided that was unacceptable, so i went back to sleep until noon.
i took my sweet time taking a shower, drying and straightening my hair, and getting ready for the day (that was already half over) and then did a little therapeutic shopping with Banana (she's the greatest).
we went to a BBQ and then spent some time on the swings, the big toy, and wading through shin-deep water, went to visit a friend, and then called it an early night and went home to bed.
i woke up this morning at 5 without whining and complaining, and the day is only getting better and better!!
i can honestly say that i LOVE my new job! the people are incredible! the environment is fantastic! i just love it. i can't wait to go tomorrow.
how many people do you know that can say that and not be lying?!
i've also been consistently working out for the past little while, and going tanning to take the edge off and it's working out quite nicely. i'm looking more and more Mexican every day, and i'm happier.
my sister had to kinda kick me in the butt and get me to just drop a few things, like the bad-habits they were, and stop wasting my energy on them, but now that i've successfully moved on i'm feeling GREAT!!
gotta love a fresh start...
anyway... i'm gunna continue my fantastic week...
hope everyone is having a GREAT day! :)

-kmw-

first day at my new job

2008-05-23T18:38:00.000-07:00

well, i was up at 6am today... it's been a long time since i've actually been coherent at that hour... it was crazy... but i did it!
i got there at about 5 til 8 and walked in... Abi was happy to see me and we got started!
it was a little overwhelming at first, but i've got down how to pull charts... next step is answering the phone and making reminder calls, which i'll do on Tuesday. the scheduling system isn't TOO different from the one i use at my current job, so it shouldn't be too hard to get down.
the one thing that will be tricky is that right NOW i answer the phone:
"Washington Institute of Sports Medicine, this is Kiley"
and starting Tuesday i'll have to answer the phone:
"Pain Consultants of Washington, this is Kiley"
it'll be tricky and probly confusing for the next week or 2...
i'll get it down... hopefully...
anyway, just thought you would all like to know! :)
have a LOVELY day.

-kmw-

another great day to be alive!

2008-05-21T16:31:00.000-07:00

even though the sun isn't shining it's a FANTASTIC day!!

it's day 6 of my 7 day challenge and i'm feeling GREAT! :)
i was up at 8 getting ready for my interview, put on some cute clothes, and headed out.
it was a rainy drive, but i tried to stay optimistic and keep my mind in the right place, instead of on the IDIOT drivers... (one of which decided it would be a good idea to flip a you-know-what right as i was headed at them at 35mph... yeah, not really smart... but whatever) i refrained from using my horn and just went on my way.
i went in to my interview, met the other person that will be training me and everything...
so i start Friday! :) (like, day after tomorrow Friday...)
the deats:
it's called Pain Consultants of Washington they deal with older patients with chronic pain. i'll be working 8-Noon for the next week, for training and orientation stuff, and so i can still finish out my last couple weeks at my current job. the people i'll be working with are great. i already know that i'll like them!! :)
it's not going to be easy, but it will be awesome!!
i'm gunna be working 8-Noon and then 2-7 for a couple weeks i think... long days... but i guess i'll have a pretty decent lunch break so i can't complain :) and i'll be making money.
aaaaaaand i'll finally pay off my loans from school! YAY!!!
*sigh* awesome. can't wait to start!!

on another note, i watched the Season Finale of NCIS today between my interview and work... and cried!! :( serious! i was sitting there crying... i'm such a boob... it was a very sad 2 hour finale... i watched the finale of Shark too... and Monday was CSI: Miami finale... (can you BELIEVE what happened?!?!) tonight continues my week of Season Finales... this week will be a hard one for me... i don't like it when my shows end with cliff-hangers... not exactly lovin Jerry Bruckheimer right now...
anyway... yeah...

-kmw-

it's a great... day to be alive...

2008-05-20T17:44:00.000-07:00

i know the sun's still shinin' when i close my eyes!...

so i had an interview today.
10am at BusinessCareers with Donna.
wait... let me back up just a sec....
when i woke up this morning it was cold and rainy...
i got in the shower, straightened my hair, got dressed and headed to my interview.
while i was on my way it was pouring down rain...
aaaaand i almost died.
no joke.
there was a Subaru Outback in front of me... a Subaru Outback behind and to the right of me... and a Subaru Outback turning in front of me to go the opposite direction...
i was gripping the wheel so tight my fingers hurt...
my thoughts: "this is it for me. that's it. i'm dead."
luckily i made it.
to make matters worse my busted heel caught on the hem of my slacks and ripped the dang thing right out... and it's already hard to walk on it BECAUSE it's broken (i forgot it was like that til it ripped out my hem...) and the entire lobby of this building in Bellevue is tile!! so i'm talking to myself as i walk to the elevator (which i hate)
"ok, slow... don't slip... slow..."
made it to the elevator, made it to the right office. signed in, filled out my thingy, and before i knew it, Donna came out and had me come back to her desk.
she asked me a bunch of questions and scribbled some stuff down on some paper and then had me go in another room to take some short tests (spelling, grammar, math, Microsoft Word and Excel) but before i could finish those she has already found an interview for me with someone that wanted to make me an offer TODAY!
the interview was set for 1:00pm and it's for a place just up the hill from my current job!!
how convenient!
i was finished with everything in time to have a bite to eat with Banana at AppleBee's (ohmigosh, so good food) and then pick up Sally at the bus stop before the interview. and to top THAT off the sun was out and it had turned into a beautiful day!
finally made it to my interview, went in, went over responsibilities, benefits, pay, hours... the works... met a couple employees that would he helping me train...
aaaaaand they want me back for a second interview and a "trial run" to see if i'm really as serious about this as i think i am tomorrow at 10am...
AHH! i'm excited!!
those benefits, pay and hours i mentioned... yeah
Monday-Thursday: 8-5
Friday: 8-12
Full Benefits, Medical and Dental Health
401K after a year
$2 MORE an hour than my current rate...
CAN life get any better?
i submit that it CANNOT!!

wish me luck!! :)
i'll let ya know how it goes tomorrow.

-kmw-

what did i JUST say?

2008-05-19T16:59:00.000-07:00

ever had a moment like this?

you explain something to someone, and they don't listen to the words that are coming out of your mouth, and then they ask you a question that you JUST answered in your explanation, and you really wanna jump through the phone (or over the counter, depending on the situation) and beat them over the head, but since you can't really do that you just wanna be like...

"what did i JUST say?"

example:

conversation with patient via phone...

"Washington Institute of Sports Medicine, this is Kiley"

"hi this is so-and-so, i'd like to set up an appointment for this Thursday at 4:30"

"i'm sorry, i actually don't have a spot at 4:30, the latest one i have that day is a 1:30"

"oh, so you don't have a 4:00?"

"....(insert phrase here)....no, sorry"

conversation with member of club

"i wanted to come in and play a little tennis, would you happen to have a court available at 1:00 today?"

"i'm sorry, i actually don't have any availabilities for the rest of the day"

"oh, so you don't have one at 3:00 either?"

"....(insert phrase here)....no, sorry"

conversation with customer service

"i need to change my contact phone number...the other one doesn't work."

"ok, what's the new number?"

"(BLA)BLA-BLAH"

"ok, so the old number isn't a good number to reach you at?"

"....(insert phrase here)....no..."

honestly people... if you would JUST pay attention the FIRST time, you might not look or sound like a complete IDIOT when you're talking to someone. at least TRY and act professional!!

hello?!

-kmw-

who mails a bug?

2008-05-17T10:38:00.000-07:00

found another interesting article!! :)

Customs agents seized more than two dozen giant beetles — some the size of a child's hand — from an overseas package after postal workers heard the insects making scratching noises.

"They are highly destructive insect pests that can cause extensive damage to fruit and vegetable crops, trees, shrubs and turf grasses."

In all, authorities found 26 Hercules, rhinoceros and Goliath beetles. It is illegal to ship live beetles into the United States without a permit from the Department of Agriculture.

full story

who knew it was illegal to send bugs in the mail...

-kmw-

by request...

2008-05-15T19:43:00.000-07:00

my little big sister requested some pictures

of my curly hair without a silly face...
i give you...

Kiley...

Curly Haired Smoldering Temptress...

see, it's like this naturally...

i don't have to do anything...

-kmw-

i'm a fish

2008-05-13T18:17:00.000-07:00

my horoscope for the day, compliments of MSN Astrology:

Today is a day for speaking your truth, Kiley. Whatever you’ve got to say and have been holding back, it’s time to let it out. Even if you’re not feeling at your strongest or most confident, now’s the moment to take a leap of faith. Don’t worry if you have trouble finding the right words, trust that they will come, and that the fruit of your efforts will bring you relief and peace of mind.

ok... this one i might take seriously

Don't take everything so seriously. Consciously lighten up and take the stressful edge off of your work. You will be much more productive if you are able to smile at yourself and feel at ease instead of in competition with everyone around you.

my job isn't exactly stressful or competitive... but i guess i could smile more...

Today you can feel in tune with your most important emotions. You might attempt to focus your energy on creating affection instead of simply unleashing it. You need plenty of affection in your life in order to feel your best. When words fail, try to give yourself the opportunity to express your needs through affecting others in a positive light. You have a special connection to the economy. Giving your time or money to a needy cause helps you feel pleasantly connected with the world.

ok, you had me til you started telling me where to spend my money...

don't ya just love horoscopes?!

-kmw-

all natur-al

2008-05-09T20:09:00.000-07:00

i'm pretty sure that i hide it well.

i mean, i straighten it every day...
but my hair is REALLY...

like this...

crazy huh?? what'dya think??

ignore the face... focus on the hair.

-kmw-

closed for renovation

2008-05-09T17:13:00.000-07:00

sad day. my big toy is being torn down...

but hey. they're gunna build a new one!! :)
woo hoo!!
NEW toys to play on!
aaaaand in the mean time
they still have the swings.
*whew*
i was almost upset.

-kmw-

RD: Argument Starter

2008-05-08T14:48:00.000-07:00

Having a husband creates an extra seven hours a week of housework for women...
A wife saves men from about an hour of housework a week.
University of Michigan

ok, mom, you were right...

2008-05-08T14:20:00.000-07:00

reading the Readers Digest again...

The Benefits of Boredom
Carolyn Y. Johnson

"Boredom's doldrums were unavoidable, yet also a primordial soup for some of life's most quintessentially human moments... A long drive home after a frustrating day could force ruminations. A pang of homesickness at the start of a plane ride might put a journey in perspective.
"Increasingly, these empty moments are being saturated with productivity, communication, and the digital distractions offered by an ever-expanding array of slick mobile devices...
"But are we too busy twirling through the songs on our iPods--while checking e-mail, while changing lanes on the highway--to consider whether we are giving up a good thing? We are most human when we feel dull. Lolling around in a state of restlessness is one of life's greatest luxuries--one not available to creatures that spend all their time pursuing mere survival. To be bored is to stop reacting to the external world, and to explore the internal one. It is in these times of reflection that people often discover something new, whether it is an epiphany about a relationship or a new theory about the way the universe works. Granted, many people emerge from boredom feeling that they have accomplished nothing. But is accomplishment really the point of life? There is a strong argument that boredom--so often parodied as a glassy-eyed drooling state of nothingness--is an essential human emotion that underlies art, literature, philosophy, science, and even love."

ok, ok, ok... mom was right when she said that sometimes it's good to just sit and listen. we're missing out on so much when we constantly have something going on or making noise... i guess i should take more time to listen...

-kmw-

what's this?!

2008-05-06T10:10:00.000-07:00

hey y'all! you may have noticed my new addition...

i'm now a twitter-er...

Mr. Ex-Roommate-That-I-Don't-Have-A-Name-For-Yet got me interested one day when i was bored and bouncing around from blog to blog... so i checked it out...

come follow me on twitter! :)

it's bordering on stalkerish, but hey, so is reading my blog ;)

KIDDING!

have a nice day, despite the weather.

-kmw-

you KNOW why!

2008-05-03T11:23:00.001-07:00

what's THAT supposed to mean?!

"TO THE BIG TOY!!!"

2008-05-03T10:33:00.000-07:00

jennifer shouts as she takes off, flip-flops and all, across the playground...
moments earlier she was swinging on the swing set with her best friend, banana.
you know, on her stomach in the swing and everything.
camera and cell phone raised to "charge" in one hand, holding the top of her pants (that are recently too big for her) in the other, she tears across the grassy hill toward the big toy.
it's dark.
there's no one around.
the grass is a little wet, but who cares. they've got too much energy.
banana shouts from behind "wait! i wanna race you!"
jennifer stops and turns just as banana catches up and passes without even a hesitation.
they're off!
snapping pictures right and left...
chatting it up through the yellow microphone thing about nothing in particular.
then it's to the twisty slide! more pictures
now it's the rings...
see how long you can hold yourself up...
jennifer manages to flip herself upside down long enough for a picture.
next is the baby swings...
as they wander over they reminisce about past experiences...
getting their butts stuck in the seat...
slamming face-first into the ground while their feet are still caught in the leg holes...
good times.
then it's to the fence.
who knew a fence could be so much fun?
banana climbs over and leaps off the other side, full-super-star formation
caught in action by jennifer
wet footprints on the sidewalk
strike a pose!
jennifer tries to climb over a particularly tall section of the fence...
fails...
she tries to balance, laying across the top...
falls off the other side...
caught on camera by banana

"crap! i'm wired!"
"must be that shot of seven+..."
"IT'S BETTER THAN CRACK!!"
*both laughing*

*sigh* time for a movie...
all-in-all, a fun night at the park...
definitely gotta do that again...

-kmw-

in the market... as it were...

2008-05-02T17:25:00.000-07:00

it's been a year and 2 weeks since i started this part-time job i'm at right now...
i think it's time for a change...
i applied for school this morning (yes, it was actually morning... shocker)
the plan is: online classes and a full-time job...
i was dinking around on the internet during work today and YET ANOTHER article caught my attention... this one is pretty funny... and it goes right along with the job-ish theme of this blog :)

Here are 10 real-life mistakes that illustrate what not to do when you sit down for your next interview:

1. Candidate answered cell phone and asked the interviewer to leave her own office because it was a "private" conversation.

2. Applicant told the interviewer he wouldn't be able to stay with the job long because he thought he might get an inheritance if his uncle died – and his uncle wasn't "looking too good."

3. The job seeker asked the interviewer for a ride home after the interview.

4. The applicant smelled his armpits on the way to the interview room.

5. Candidate said she could not provide a writing sample because all of her writing had been for the CIA and it was "classified."

6. Candidate told the interviewer he was fired for beating up his last boss.

7. When the applicant was offered food before the interview, he declined saying he didn't want to line his stomach with grease before going out drinking.

8. An applicant said she was a "people person" not a "numbers person" – in her interview for an accounting position.

9. During a phone interview the candidate flushed the toilet while talking to hiring manager.

10. The applicant took out a hairbrush and brushed her hair.

have a day...
-kmw-

seven...

2008-05-02T15:12:00.000-07:00

7 quirky things you never knew you wanted to know about me:

1. i am number 4 of 5 children (4 girls, 1 boy) and, sorry sisters, i'm the favorite daughter... i'm the baby girl, therefore the favorite... see how that works? if you ask my mom, i'm their "second son" and a repeat of 2 of my 3 older sisters... also the most dramatic ;) but as far as i'm concerned i'm the favorite! :) i am my daddy's little girl. i've always been more tom-boyish than my other siblings (well, except "the first son" Emily).

2. i can't sleep at night without constant, consistent noise... if you walk into my room it's pretty much like a wind tunnel... i have a box fan, on medium, blowing right at my bed and a little fan hanging above my bed blowing down on me too... i need fresh, circulating air... my sleep-space has to be slightly cold, windy, and soft. i have 2 king-size pillows, 5 standard-size pillows and a down comforter... and it doesn't stop there... underneath all that there's a fitted sheet... (no top sheet, i cant stand top sheets... they just get twisted and tangled and end up on the floor anyway...) there's a padded mattress cover on top of a sleeping bag, on top of a fluffy comforter (folded in half) on top of a "full" mattress... ridiculous? my mom thinks so.

3. i'm slightly claustrophobic... i blame my sisters... small spaces don't really bother me, i don't like elevators, but not because of the confined space... if i can't move my arms and legs i will go ballistic... when i go camping i have to unzip all the way, or sleep on top of my sleeping bag with a blanket... if i'm sitting on a couch with a blanket over me and someone sits by my feet on top of the blanket i have to yank it out or get out somehow... if i can't get out i freak out and start to cry... and those of you that know me know that i DON'T cry...

4. i don't like my food to touch each other... my mom calls me "Kevin" after her younger brother because he always had to have those plates with the little divider things... yeah... if i had those, i'd use them all the time. if i have syrup or gravy or something runny on my plate, i'll even go as far as putting a knife handle under one side of my plate so whatever-it-is won't run into my other food... dad, i don't care if it's all going to the same place, it doesn't have to start all mixed together... that's just gross...

5. i love a good argument... if i need to, i'll even start a fight for no reason! just to get out some aggression, i'll push buttons and try as hard as i can to get someone to argue with me. and i never lose. i will never start a fight that i can't win. or if someone starts a fight with me, i won't give them the benefit of arguing with me unless i know i'm right. yeah, it sounds immature, but you can't tell me that you haven't started a fight just to get a rise out of someone, only to crush them because you know you're right. everyone has done it. i'm just more stubborn than anyone i know. i guess i can blame my parental unit for that... together they made me... the most stubborn human on this earth. and don't you forget it.

6. i'm addicted to silver jewelery. i won't wear gold stuff... only silver. i wear 8 or 9 rings on a daily basis, all of which are silver AND all of them have sentimental value, contrary to popular belief. i always wear a silver, ASL "i love you" necklace and occasionally pair it with a silver 4-leaf clover necklace. i wear silver earrings, whether it's hoops, wings, studs, you name it. i'll even go for a good platinum now and then... it looks silver but it's more durable...

7. i rarely get sick... i'm pretty sure that my immune system is the greatest ever. reason: when i was a little, little kid i sat out in my yard and picked up a rock from the ground, stuck it in my mouth, sucked off the mud, tossed it back and picked up another one... "God made dirt, dirt don't hurt." i'm immune to EVERYTHING. i'm pretty sure i inherited my dad's awesome immune system too... he'll eat stuff out of the fridge that starving kids in Ethiopia wouldn't touch with a 10-foot pole and nothing will happen to him. he won't get sick, he won't throw up, nothing. it's incredible... anyway, yeah. genes... (p.s. whoever said that after you throw up you feel better LIED... i feel worse...)

hope you all enjoyed this...
ya never knew you wanted to know huh??

have a day.
-kmw-

be jealous...

2008-05-01T20:15:00.000-07:00

Robert Downy Jr...
so hott...
so good actor...
be jealous.
my best friend is the greatest...
she took me to a private screening of Ironman last night...
we were the only ones in the entire theater...
awesome seats we didn't have to fight for, no one to be annoying and kick the back of my seat, no one sitting in front of me so i couldn't put my feet up, no obnoxious kids, nobody... just us. enjoying a truly awesome movie.
definitely gotta own that one.
it was intense and hilarious.
that may have been because i had been up for far too long and was getting a little loopy, but i thought it was pretty humorous...
i'll need to get the soundtrack too...
definitely my kind of music...
my dad calls it "bang your sword on your shield" music...
i call it "good, loud, driving, workout" music
definitely go see it. you won't regret it.

tonight we're gunna go see Made of Honor...
Patrick Dempsey...
also hott...
also a private screening...
YESSSSSS.....
should be good... i'll give my review later... ;)
hope all y'all have a fun night! :)
i know i will!!
even though i'm lacking in the sleep department...
i have a few things to blame though....
1. movie started at 11:30pm
2. i got a text message at 2:30am
(we won't say any names... he knows who he is)
3. my house is under construction, so against my will i'm woken up at about 8ish every morning, regardless of how late (or how early) i was out the night before...

whatever...

peace out...

-kmw-

what if no one were fat?

2008-04-30T17:15:00.000-07:00

yet another headline that caught my attention...

In the United States today, 66% of adults are overweight. Almost 33% of adults are obese, and 4.7% are morbidly obese, or more than 100 pounds overweight. But . . .

What if nobody in America were fat?

We'd save billions of dollars in gas. Airlines would double their profits. A dearth of diabetes and other diseases would save billions of dollars more -- and put thousands of doctors on the street. McDonald's would sell not Big Macs but little steamed chicken snacks -- or watch its profits melt away. Productivity would rise, potentially creating tens of thousands more jobs or higher wages all around.
Add up the savings on health, food, clothing and efficiencies, and you could buy a professional home gym for every U.S. household -- or hand each $4,270 in cash.

$487 billion in gas, sweat and stretch pants

Yes, it sounds a little wild, but the implications of a leaner, meaner country add up to a weighty $487 billion. That's almost 3.5% of gross domestic product, no small sum.

Mind you, only 1.8% of that is new growth. The rest is a radical shift in resources, away from the needs of our bigger citizens to . . . well, whatever we and our overlords would spend these extra billions on.

First, let's put the meat on that $487 billion. The estimates below assume the average American adult is at least 20 pounds overweight, a figure nutritionists see as fair.

Savings on fuel for cars and airlines due to their lighter loads would top $5 billion, according to industry studies. Researchers say each overweight driver burns about 18 additional gallons of gas a year, or just under a billion gallons altogether. Savings in the air are far greater: The jet-fuel savings alone could double North American airlines' forecast 2008 profits to $3.8 billion and maybe persuade them to stop stranding passengers because they can't afford the fuel for flights. As for oil imports, they'd be dented by less than 1%.

Plus-sized clothing costs 10% to 15% more, so shoppers would save $10 billion on shirts, pants and dresses. And clothes might fit better too. Cynthia Istook, an associate professor in textile apparel at North Carolina State University, says the economies of making fewer sizes would be tremendous. Clothing makers could then afford to offer more variety in hip and bust sizes, rather than asking every woman to squeeze into an hourglass shape.

Because 3,500 calories translates into a pound of fat, somewhere along the way, America's 227 million adults have eaten 16 trillion calories too many. That's 14 billion Big Mac meals, with fries and a soda. Eliminate those and you wipe out $81 billion, or McDonald's past four years of sales.

If Americans were slim and maintained their weight by eating 150 fewer calories a day (half a slice of pizza), that could snip roughly 6.5%, or $20 billion a year, off U.S. farmers' sales (assuming no extra exports). Bob Young, the American Farm Bureau's chief economist, says farmers would cope. They'd switch some land from fattening seed oils and sugar beets to fruits and vegetables. Or they might grow corn for ethanol, or even open a hunting resort.

The medical costs of obesity-related problems such as diabetes, stroke and heart disease run near $140 billion, or more than 6% of all health-care costs. That ballpark figure was calculated by Joel Cohen, an economic researcher for the Agency for Healthcare Research and Quality, using data from a 1998 Centers for Disease Control and Prevention study. Cohen reckons that if no one were fat, medical insurance costs would fall -- to everyone's delight -- and doctors and drug makers could do more preventive care. That sounds good, but Roland Sturm, a senior economist for Rand in Santa Monica, Calif., doubts anyone would pay for preventive care. More likely, he says, some doctors would be on the street. "They could drive cabs," he suggests.

Productivity in the workplace would jump as people took fewer sick days and spent less time at work feeling unwell. Ross DeVol, the director of health economics at the Milken Institute, says the loss of productivity due to people showing up at work sick is "immense." Using a recent Milken report on the subject, he calculates that if no one were obese, the added output from workers and their caregivers would give the country a $257 billion boost. That's 1.8% of GDP, enough extra output to allow businesses to hire tens of thousands more workers or to raise wages, economists say. Or at least, that's the theory. Given bosses' love of expanding their profits and their own pay, you can count on some of this being spirited away. Just look at 2000 to 2005, when worker productivity rose 16.6% while median wages rose less than half that amount.

"Jenny Craig would be very unhappy" if everyone were slim, says Rand's Sturm. And so she would, along with the rest of the $55 billion weight-loss industry. Trimmed-down citizens would be swapping their diet pills for bikinis and their gastric-banding for nose jobs.

it goes on to end with a section on what to do with all the money saved... but i thought this was interesting... i dont exactly agree with some of the things said in this one, but it's not for me to judge. :)

-kmw-

priceless

2008-04-29T11:21:00.000-07:00

my best friend and i were sitting in the back row at church after i was finished leading the music, just sitting there, enjoying the meeting, and while i was looking around the room to see who/what i could see i noticed that all three of these boys in the row ahead of us were sitting the exact same way... left elbow up on the back, right arm down, head slightly tilted...

from left to right: Mr. Ex-Roommate-That-I-Don't-Have-A-Name-For, Mr. DC's (aka: Mr. Anti-Social) and Mr. Soccer...

it was pretty funny... i nudged Sylvia and she looked and then said to get out my phone and take a picture... i'm gunna take this opportunity to say that i'm just following Mr. Soccer's example... i know it's not really allowed to take pictures in the chapel, but this was priceless.

mariners and french toast...

2008-04-28T11:43:00.001-07:00

the ward went to the Mariner's game on Saturday... good times had by all. the sun was out (mostly) it wasn't too hot or too cold, we were surrounded by friends, the M's won... all in all it was a fantastic experience! i took a bunch of pictures, you'll have to check out my facebook for those :) this was my favorite one of all the pictures i took...
i'm not as much of a baseball fan as i wish i was... i guess the game is just a little too sporadic in it's excitement for me... and there's not enough contact... football is my sport of choice...
but considering that the football season doesn't start til September 4th, baseball it is... there were a bunch of people there and it was a blast! :) my least favorite part though... Mr. Soccer, Mr. DCs and their ex-roommate who i don't have a name for yet, came for a bit, and then left to go over to Qwest for Supercross... oh the JEALOUSY!!! (i've gone past the "green with envy" stage... now i'm just flipping through the colors with jealousy...) i wanted to go SOOO bad!! but i was a driver for a carpool, and my best friend and i couldn't just ditch our carpool-ies, ya know?? oh well... maybe i'll go next year... or maybe i'll fly to Vegas for it next weekend... be spontaneous like that... if only.

THEN... Sunday my best friend and i went over to Mr. Soccer and Mr. DCs abode to make breakfast for dinner... yes, in that beautiful kitchen that i'm so jealous of!! i finally got to cook in it... and it was fanTAStic... we made my dad's famous french toast, hash browns, bacon... mmmmmmm... so good!! i have to admit, i was a little nervous at first... i mean i've made this breakfast a hundred times, if not more, but having people hover over me while i'm making it, expecting something great... yikes!! i'm pretty sure i was shaking... but everyone was pretty lax about it... which made me calm myself down a bit :) it was a way fun time!! we (sylvia and i) provided food and Mr. Soccer and Mr. DCs provided entertainment: Mr. Soccer played the piano and both of them sang... they're quite talented if i do say so myself. i might have to take advantage of that and have them be a special musical number for me one of these Sundays... ;) be prepared to be amazed!
after dinner we had brownies and ice cream and played/watched them play this AWESOME and ADDICTING video game called N+... omigosh... it keeps me up at night! the background music plays in my head and i'm all jumpy cuz i don't wanna land on a mine! it's a fun game though... much more fun than other games i've played... if you die, you don't just fall over like in Halo... your body actually gets blown to smithereens... and pieces of you fly around the screen, setting off more bombs or mines or whatever they are... it's pretty cool... i started to get mad though... i'm not one to take it lightly if i lose repeatedly... i kinda wanted to huck the controller at the tv a few times...
anyway... it was way fun. definitely gunna hafta do that again! :)
thanks for having us over guys!! and thanks for letting me cook in that AWESOME kitchen of yours... LOVE it! :)
bbq ribs next time?? done. (fyi... it's kinda a long process)

-kmw-

i can have this...

2008-04-26T10:26:00.000-07:00

sally and stink were at Walgreen's one night and there were these people there... we love to people watch... they were being so ridiculously hilarious that we have since quoted them and their ridiculousness and it's pretty dang funny...
the 2 quotes are "i can have this" and "shut up, i'm trying to pick out a present"
for the whole, gut-busting story you'll have to read sally's blog...

last night... picture this: dad, standing behind the couch, mom sitting on the couch, sally sitting on the floor by the TV and me, in the hall...
there's this over-the-toilet cabinet thing in a box in the hall...
me: is this going upstairs? or in my bathroom?
mom: in your bathroom
me: "i can have this..."
sally: shut up...
dad: shut up, i'm trying to think about a Christmas present...
me: ...what?!
mom, sally, me: *laughing so hard we almost peed our pants*
sally: (for the rest of the night) shut up, i'm trying to think about a Christmas present for you...

for some reason my dad can't quote things quite right... ever...
he tries, really he does, and it's so funny because he says what he THINKS are the right words... but really they're not... he does it with movie lines, funny things that we've said in the past, or pretty much anything... and then a new quote is born in the hysterical laughter of his "re-arranged" quote... hahaha!!!

gotta love family...

-kmw-

TAG! you're it...

2008-04-25T17:05:00.000-07:00

i was reading my cousin's blog, getting an update on their life that i've been missing since last summer... and i saw this "tagged" blog and thought it was a way fun idea
so i decided to play tag and see how it went...

4 JOBS I'VE HAD IN MY LIFE:
1. Dairy Queen when i was 16 (never again... ugh!)
2. Coldwell Banker Bain as a Personal Assistant in (august-december '04)
3. Lowe's HIW (august '04-december '06)
4. WISM/WAPT (april '07-current)

4 MOVIES I WOULD (OR HAVE) WATCHED OVER AND OVER:
1. 300
2. P&P, S&S, MAAN
3. Tommy Boy
4. So I Married an Aze Murder

4 PLACES I'VE LIVED:
1. Kirkland, WA
2. Nauvoo, IL
3. Rexburg, ID
4. TBD

4 PEOPLE WHO EMAIL ME REGULARLY:
1. mom
2. brian
3. bishop or counselors
4. urban dictionary wotd

4 OF MY FAVORITE FOODS/RESTAURANTS:
1. TDM (Taco Del Mar)
2. Sakura Teriyaki
3. Red Robin
4. AppleBee's

4 PLACES I'D RATHER BE RIGHT NOW:
1. in my bed
2. Hawaii (never been...)
3. tanning
4. kickin it with Peyton Manning

4 THINGS I'M LOOKING FORWARD TO IN 2008:
1. SUMMER!!! (including: sun, 4th of July, boating, tanning in the REAL sun...)
2. family reunion in august
3. losing 40lbs
4. paying off my credit cards

4 FRIENDS I WANT TO TAG:
1. sisters: Jennalee, Emily and Molly (yeah, i know that's 3 people... sue me)
2. brother: Fleet aka: SALLY!!
3. Brian Lutz
4. Mike Shin

back to basics...

2008-04-25T16:41:00.000-07:00

the draft starts tomorrow at noon... now, i know how some of this works, but i still had some questions, so i went looking for answers... i decided to post my findings here for anyone else that was wondering how and why the NFL Draft works...
look how resourceful i am ;) yay for Google!

How is the NFL Draft Order determined?

• The team with the lowest winning percentage at the end of the previous season drafts first in the NFL Draft.
• The rest of the teams are placed in order from lowest winning percentage to the highest.
• The Super Bowl winner drafts last, even if they do not have the highest winning percentage.
• The Super Bowl loser drafts next to last.
• Strength of schedule for the previous season is the first tie-breaker for teams with the same winning percentage.
• Divisional and conference records are the next step in the tie-breaking procedure.
• As a last resort, a coin toss is used to determine the order of selection for teams with the same winning percentage.
• If a playoff and non-playoff team end the season with the same winning percentage, the non-playoff team selects before the playoff team regardless of strength of schedule.

a two part blog about stupidity

2008-04-24T19:42:00.000-07:00

"facing up" is always better than "bowing out"

for the love.
if people would just confront their problems and get them out in the open and taken care of, the world would be a much happier place.
the way people pussy foot around the proverbial "bush" is driving me absolutely CRAZY...
i'm tired of people taking out their frustrations with the way people are, on innocent and irrelevant objects without confronting the person (or object) that they're having an issue with. i mean honestly... fighting over myspace, facebook, whatever...
dumb.
"fighting online is like being in the Special Olympics.... even if you win you're still a retard"
sorry, that's a little harsh, but OH-so-true.
i don't know about you, but i would rather have someone that's angry with me, for whatever reason, TELL ME about it, rather than talk to their friends or just let the problem fester and get worse and worse til they HATE me, and then not even remember why.
yes, some things go away if you ignore them long enough, but if you don't tell someone that whatever they're doing is bothering you, there's no chance of them ever changing or fixing the problem.
i'm convinced this is why people, who were SO happily married, get divorced...
"what we've got here, is a failure to communicate"
stop writing notes.
stop changing your "status".
TALK for crying out loud!

NOW... for the second part of this vent-session of a blog...

i absolutely HATE... hate Hate HATE HATE people that don't know how to freaking drive.
if i were in charge, people would have to RE-take the drive-test, as well as the written, at age 60.
you don't pass, you don't drive.
simple as that.
so... i'm coming home from down-town Kirkland with Sylvia, just drivin' along, eastbound 85th street... 35-40mph... whatever... i'm coming up on the freeway entrance/exits and there's a car, a Subaru Outback (i kid you not) coming off the exit where they SHOULD yield and then merge into traffic...
well, this high-and-mighty, owner-of-the-road, jerk decides that he doesn't want to yield, even though i'm going 40 and not slowing down. he's supposed to yield, right? hmm...
so he's "comin' in!! and if i didn't see him, accident..." so i slam on my breaks, LAY on the horn and don't let up until they have turned the corner past the car dealership and gotten out of my way... (for those of you that don't know Kirkland very well, that's a good block-and-a-half and yes, i was laying on my horn the whole time) of course i yelled a few not-so-nice words at him as i was laying on my horn... and as we passed them i noticed, besides the stupid car they were driving, that they were OLD people!! UGH!
if i had a gun there'd be a lot less stupid people on the road.
for the love.
if you don't know how to use those pedals by your feet, get the CRAP out of the car, and OFF the road!
honestly.
now to touch on the Subaru Outback thing...
i can say, truthfully, that more than a handful of times i've almost been in an accident while driving behind, next to, in front of, anywhere within a 100-foot radius of a Subaru Outback.
they slam on their breaks at just-turned-yellow lights, drive 5 miles under the speed limit, don't know how to read when it comes to road signs, try and run you off the road because they can't for the life of them look in their blind-spots before merging, and in general are older-than-crap, tree-hugging, organic-food-eating, "green"-thinking, "hiking-is-a-sport" yuppies that wouldn't know normality if it bit them in the ARMpit...
RRRAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!!
*heavy sigh* (mom: "eyeballs and a belly button...")
anyway... i think that's enough for today...
have a nice day!

-kmw-

40lbs. by AUG 6th OR BUST!!

2008-04-23T16:34:00.000-07:00

so, i know i've blogged about this a couple times before, but whatever... it never hurts to be "enthusiastic" about losing weight.
since the last time i posted about this i've become a little more serious about it too...
i had a big motivation burst yesterday! i came to work, as usual and brought my "extreme gulp" jug full of ice water to drink. it's about 64oz. and i usually drain one in a work day (5 hours) which isn't bad if you ask me!!
but anyway, where i work, DLP also does Fire Fighter Testing, so yesterday there were a couple of them here and one of them asked me about my jug of water... i said that i had 32lbs left to lose by August 6th...
"why that number? and why that date?"
"well, my whole family is coming into town for my family reunion that day... and i don't wanna be the cow in all the pictures..."
"*haha* i see! well, that's a good way to start! most of the time when someone starts to lose weight it's mostly water weight that goes first."
"yeah, i've decided to cut out pop and burgers..."
"good idea! do you plan out your meals?"
"i don't, but i should..."
"well, when you plan to plan out your meals, you should try and eat 4-6 small meals a day... a serving the size of your fist, lots of fruits and vegetables, fiber, carbs... what have you been working on so far?"
"well, it's been baby steps so far, so i'm not shocking the crap out of my body, ya know... i don't eat after 9pm, it would be earlier, but i don't get off work til 7 or later every night... but yeah, that and i don't drink pop or eat out, and i try and drink lots and lots of water."
"do you eat a lot of dairy?"
"uh... well, i drink milk...??"
"what about cottage cheese?"
"eww... no... not a fan"
"it's good for you... i don't really like it either, but you might try mixing it half and half with yogurt, maybe throw in some fruit... and there's a meal!"
"hmm... i'll have to try that... :)"
"yeah, it seems like you've got a good idea of what you need to do, now all you have to do is actually DO IT!"
"yeah, i've gotta force myself for a bit, but i think i'll be able to just form a habit..."
"yeah, and if you need or want any pointers, just give us a call at the Fire Department and ask for me! i'd be more than happy ta help you out."
"THANKS! that would be awesome!"
he was a pretty awesome guy... not bad looking either... hmm...
THEN my co-worker came in and she's a personal trainer...
i asked her if i could pick her brain for some other ideas on what i could cut out, add in, or change, and we had a good chat about calories and how much i was taking in... and how much i SHOULD be taking in... and how i need to actually drag my sorry butt out of bed in the morning and get my metabolism going so i'm not just retaining water and being a slug...
and THEN one of the dad's of one of our athletes came in and mentioned to me that i looked thinner... (which i thought was AWESOME...) i said that i'd only lost 8lbs in the last month, but i guess... THANKS!! :) he asked me what i was doing and i went through the whole shpeal (if that's a word) again and said that i had been going through boxes and found pictures of what i looked like in high school... DANG i looked good... if only... so i said that i was on my way to making my Drivers License accurate again... :)
anyway, so yeah... BIG motivation day for me...
so this morning, instead of rolling over and shutting off my very-loud-alarm (the NFL Theme) i actually got my sorry butt out of bed at 9, made breakfast, cleaned my room, finished my laundry, sorted a stack of papers while doing a few ab-exercises, had a healthy lunch with some friends, and now i'm at work...
i've had about 60oz of water today and had to pee-like-sea-biscuit about 6 or 8 times already...
talk about flushing your system! no joke...
Day 1 and counting... wish me luck!!

-kmw-

holy slow texter...

2008-04-23T15:49:00.000-07:00

for the life of me, i cant understand why it takes 5 years for people who are young(er) to send a text.
i mean c'mon.
even my DAD can send a text in a relatively short period of time!! and he's got fat fingers! (no offence dad... it's a small phone with small buttons... or something)
if you can't figure out the "T9", switch to manual! it's easy! the letters are printed on the keys!!
when you're trying to have a conversation with someone, through text, and they take over an hour to respond, MOST people have already forgotten what the conversation was about.
you have to go back into your outbox (if your phone automatically saves it) and see what you asked or said to get the response you did...
and if your phone doesn't save it you're S.O.L.
good luck piecing together the conversation.
it's even worse when it's inconsistent!!
explanation: if someone usually is a pretty quick responder, but then one day they just take forever, without ANY explanation or reason (i.e. working, in a meeting, sleeping...) it makes ya wonder 'um... hello? are you alive? or just ignoring me?'...
and vice-versa... if someone is notoriously slow at texting, i can get used to that. but when they all of a sudden start texting right back when you expect to have a good hour of waiting, it totally throws off the groove.
is it too much to ask for a little consistency!?!
for the record: this is NOT an attack on guys. girls, you do it too.
honestly people. use your thumbs...
yeah, i know that some people aren't the texting type, they prefer to talk on the phone or even be in person to have conversations...
there's nothing wrong with that!
i'm totally down for talking on the phone or going out to lunch and chatting over some good food, or even just kickin it and talking/venting while playing Madden NFL 08 or Grand Theft Auto IV or Rainbow Six Vegas II... or some game where you get to shoot things and people... (those of you that know me know that i mostly just watch these games... the only video game i'm actually good at is the old Mario Brothers games)
anyway... there's my little vent about Holy Slow Texters... hopefully i won't have to re-visit this one...

-kmw-

HA-larious!!

2008-04-21T01:24:00.001-07:00

pretty much the funniest thing i've seen all week...

*thank you Sylvia for making me laugh*

totally busted up the first time i saw this picture...

and it still kills me!!

-kmw-

been there, kissed that...

2008-04-19T11:38:00.000-07:00

hahahahaha!! i can't get over how funny this one is...

the original has more types, but i copied the ones that i've personally experienced...

I have a tongue, too, thank you

Tom was a good-looking, smart guy who played guitar and opened every door for me, but he also had a knack for filling my entire mouth with his imperialistic tongue, which completely crushed mine as it recklessly reached for my tonsils. No matter what I did, I couldn’t remove it, mostly because my own tongue seemed to have disappeared. Lots of oral offenders’ tongues make the mistake of setting up permanent residence in their dates’ mouths. The tongue should be about playful give and take: Tease, then pull back. If that gets a positive response, venture a little further, but never leave your date thinking, “What the heck happened to my tongue?” or “Red alert: Suffocation setting in!”

Mr. Hoover (more recent than the others...foul)

Mr. Hoover is the opposite of the previous smoocher—he likes to suck your tongue right out of your mouth and hold onto it. If your date’s entire head is unwillingly following yours because you’re holding her tongue hostage, that’s probably not a good thing. Tongue suction is tricky. Unless you know exactly the amount of suction to exert and the duration to hold your partner’s tongue captive (Hint: it’s not five minutes), you’re treading into Bad Kisser Land.

The Cheek-Licker

Licking or lapping your date’s cheek will leave him or her either (a) grossed out or (b) laughing (i personally laughed right out loud...). Licking people’s faces isn’t hot. (I don’t care if your girlfriend freshman year loved it; she was one in a million, maybe 100 million.) When it comes to kissing, the tongue should make contact with two — and only two — places above the shoulders besides the mouth—the neck and the ear. But if you shoot for these erogenous zones, don’t overdo it. Wet willies and hickeys are for amateurs.

i laughed the whole time i was reading this... *giggle-eww-giggle*

mostly because all i could think about was this picture that Sylvia had on her facebook... and it reminded me of a pretty bad experience i had with Mr. MormonHoover...

i repeat:

*giggle-eww-giggle*

i can honestly say that i just about peed my pants when i saw this picture...

so funny...

-kmw-

the last one single...

2008-04-19T08:55:00.000-07:00

yup. i found yet another hilarious article! :) yay for MSN.com! this time i just picked out my favorites of the Q&A section...

So you’ve noticed that you’re the only one in your circle of friends who isn’t attached, engaged or married, huh?

here we go!! :)

Q: Why do so many women experience this type of panic?
A: Being single in this society is still the greatest of social stigmas—despite how many zeroes are at the end of our paychecks or initials after our name. Society still perceives singleness as a personal failure and sends us this classic mixed message that while we should flourish in our careers and embrace our independence, we’re still a failure if we’re single. And as our expectations rise in all other areas of life, they too are heightened when it comes to our “personal success” with marriage. So essentially, the Panic Years are both self-imposed and culturally-imposed.

if you're still single-and-30 (or 30+) it's not because you suck at life. if you're progressing and have a good career path you're fine! there's nothing wrong with trying to get ahead in life. if you're 30 and stagnant... that's just sad. get off your butt and do something!

Q: To get through the Panic Years, you recommend that women use “creative tactics” to find potential fiancés (PFs). What are some of these tactics?
A: Instead of retracing stale dating routes that aren’t getting you anywhere, look for opportunities in places you might have missed. When life hands you an emergency-room visit for that skiing mishap, make nice with the cute, single resident on call! Look at every event in life as an opportunity—and not just one that passes you by, but one you must seize! Who said you can’t find a cute, straight guy at jury duty? Instead of idling away at the inscrutable Latin carved on the walls, a woman I know made small talk with juror #5, her current boyfriend of more than a year.

HA-larious! i think i'll take this opportunity to quote my favorite movie... i'm pretty sure that if you go around "making nice" with anything male (or female) that moves and breathes you'll become "the most determined flirt that ever made [yourself and your] family ridiculous." (Pride and Prejudice) no joke.

Q: How can women deal with what you call “Panic by Proxy,” the pressure from pushy parents and friends?
A: What those people putting pressure on you don’t know won’t hurt them. Exercise your right to keep the play-by-play of your relationship as private as possible. And don’t be afraid to confront these people once and for all. Confront the offenders head-on and explain that their projected pressure onto you is self-defeating. Let them know that it is crushing your self-esteem and putting an undue strain on your relationship with them.

tell them to back the heck off... there's nothing wrong with being single dang it!! just because all 3 of your sisters are happily married, 2 of them with 4 children each and the other with 2, doesn't mean you have to run out and get yourself hitched to the first guy you "crush" on... good grief!!

Q: What kind of dating expectations do you recommend single women experiencing the Panic Years set if they want to get married?
A: If you’re already planning your wedding to the guy you’re sitting across from on date number one, you’re in trouble. Not necessarily because he won’t be The One, but because you’re not even letting yourself be in the moment. Permit yourself to get lost in the date, get lost in your conversation, get lost in him. But whatever you do, don’t let yourself get lost in the single-mindedness of walking down the aisle by tomorrow. You will not only sabotage this relationship, but any future relationship with those kinds of expectations. At the same time, letting a “comfortable relationship” languish for years without any shift in momentum doesn’t bode well for your marital future, either. Don’t think about clinching the deal at every phase of your relationship, but do be cognizant of your needs and share that with your partner, who, if he’s the right one, will unquestionably respect that. But if he’s still sneaking you in through the service entrance of his building after months of dating, he’s pretty much telegraphing his true intentions for you.

ok, i agree with this last one. yes, i'm guilty of thinking "hmm... Mrs. Kiley So-and-So... that sounds nice" or even going as far as signing my first name with his last name... once upon a time i did that sort of thing! (yeah yeah, i know i'm still young and so it couldn't have been THAT long ago, but whatever... shut up.) thankfully, i can say i've moved on... matured, if you will. now it's just a funny, hi-i'm-ridiculous kind of thing that i make fun of... mostly i get a kick out it when people that still do that kind of thing can't, for the life of them, stop, but try and rationalize their way into sanity... right... been there, done that, got the t-shirt and the hat... not worth the extra stress!!

you stay classy... :)

-kmw-

unpredictable: seattle weather

2008-04-18T18:17:00.000-07:00

i don't care what the weather man says, our weather canNOT be predicted...
from the time i got up this morning (yes, i was up at 9 this morning, shocker) until just now, 6:30pm, the weather has gone straight to crap. the sun was out and it was blue skies and beautiful weather until about... 1:30... then when i got to work it was sprinkling... at about 3 it started to hail... by 4 it was snowing, big flakes... and here we are, 6:30 and it's pouring down rain, flippin cold outside, and miserable, Seattle weather...
it's all quite depressing...
ok ok... the rain is great. it keeps everything fresh and green...
i just hate that everything is soggy all the time.
in my opinion, pouring rain is only good for 2 things:
making out like in the movies (i.e. The Notebook) and playing mud-football.
other than that... ugh. no wonder people are always sad and crabby... i don't blame them!! i've lived here my whole life!! the only time i've ever been away from here for an extended period of time is when i was at school in Illinois and then in Idaho... i was only gone for 3 or 4 months at a time... and that's only in the last 4 years... i think i should move... permanently... to a state with sunshine more often than not... this girl needs some sun!! none of this fake, tanning-bed stuff... (don't get me wrong, it's the greatest 12 minute nap in the world) i just need some real sun...
AHH! i just looked outside and it's raining AND snowing all at the same time... fan-flippin-tastic.

-kmw-

really??

2008-04-18T17:08:00.000-07:00

for the love.
can we not do anything that makes sense?!
nope... i think not.
for some reason my family feels the need to make life as difficult as possibly possible for everyone else, mostly me... oh, and then they like to get on my case for being the one that wastes gas and time doing thing that "don't make economical sense"... really?
honestly people...
ok, so i live about 8 minutes away from my work. it's pretty much a straight shot if you're coming down 124th. tonight is "date night" so i called my dad and said:
"i'm having a thought here..."
"oh, does it hurt?" (he thinks he's SO funny)
"ha ha... so my thought is, how about before you and mom go out tonight, can you bring me a car?"
"maybe, we'll see what we can do."
"ok"
so that was about an hour and a half ago...
my brother calls me about 15 minutes ago and says:
"do you have a ride home from work?"
"no, i called and asked dad if he'd bring me a car"
"i thought you were going out tonight?"
"i am, but i'm driving tonight, she drove last time"
"well, we're all going to Lowe's and we don't know if we'll be done by 7"
"that's 2 hours away..."
"yeah, we don't know if we'll be done."
"well... why can't you just bring me a car and then go to Lowe's?"
"because..."
"that's a good reason..."
"we'll come pick you up when you get off work"
"um... whatever."
and i hung up...
for real people??
so they want to: drive here and pick me up, take me back to the house, and go to Lowe's in Bellevue, then i'll get the car and come BACK over here, by work, to pick up my "date" (if you will) Sylvia, just to go to Bellevue... uh...
my idea was to: drive both cars here, leave one, and THEN go to Lowe's so that i can pick up Sylvia on my way to Bellevue for the movie...
no... that would make sense... we're not real big on that... ridiculous...
such is life...

-kmw-

Men's Aerotech 2's... size 6

2008-04-17T20:45:00.000-07:00

they finally came...
they're on my feet...
i nearly hyperventilated while opening the box
before i opened the actual shoe box i had to breathe...
*in through the nose, out through the mouth*
i was driving at the time...
so i had a shoe in my lap...
my best friend had the other one in her lap...
we both smelled the "new shoe smell"
definitely the most exciting thing that's happened to me all freakin' week...
is that sad?? i think so...
but still....
aren't they beautiful!!??
SO worth the wait...
i think i'm so happy with my shoes that i may just forget about those stupid people and let them off the hook this once...
beautiful...
SO hott shoes...
i can't get over how hott they are...
dang.

-kmw-
p.s. i know all of you that got that mass-picture-text from me are just as excited as i am... ;)

holding my breath...

2008-04-16T17:35:00.000-07:00

"hi, this is Mr. ICan'tCopyAnAddress, from UPS in Redmond... i'm calling for Kiley..."
"this is her."
"oh! ok, i'm calling because we have a package for you and i'm trying to get the correct address"
"that would be good... considering it's been almost 3 weeks..."
"*uneasy laugh* the address i have here is 12707 120th Street..."
"that's wrong."
"o...k, let me get a pen here and write down the correct address..."
"it's ONE-TWO-SEVEN-ZERO-SEVEN, ONE-HUNDRED-TWENTIETH AVENUE NORTHEAST, SUITE ONE-HUNDRED..."
(i don't think i could have spelled it out or enunciated my words more clearly... i felt like i was talking to a child... but hey, whatever it takes, right?)
"ok, great, that will be delivered tomorrow"
"great. i'll be waiting."
"have a nice day"
"oh i will... as soon as they get here"
"*uneasy laugh* bye"

so... tomorrow it is...
no problem...
that's just... ya know...
20 days from the day i ordered them...
18 days from when they were shipped...
EIGHTEEN days!!
yeah, that sounds like "3-7 business days, not including weekends" to me!
then there's the 8 days, from the day they delivered it to the wrong address, it would take to "track it down and re-route it"...
tomorrow would be day 7 of those 8 days...
RAR!
i'm happy... but at the same time i'm still pissed off...
it's a mixed emotion.

-kmw-

been there, dated that...

2008-04-15T14:36:00.000-07:00

at work i find myself usually perusing through the articles on MSN.com, reading anything that grabs my attention... mostly i read the ones with titles that make me smile a little or even laugh right out loud... like today's article:

Love Tips from Animal Trainers

They’ve trained dogs to sit, dolphins to flip mid-air, and bears to balance on balls and play the harmonica. But can animal trainers also teach us a thing or two about taming our romantic partners? It’s a strange concept, and yet Amy Sutherland, who’d observed animal trainers in action, decided to apply the same techniques toward changing a few of her husband Scott’s less savory habits. After secretly subjecting him to a few training sessions, Sutherland was pleasantly surprised to see major improvements: Suddenly, Scott was happily picking up socks, shaving more often, and driving under the speed limit. In short, animal training had helped her mold her guy into a model sweetie.

she, the author, continues on with a Q&A section that i found humorous...

Q: First off, isn’t it a little insulting to “train” people like animals? Haven’t we evolved more sophisticated ways to convey our needs, like talking?
A: Talking is overrated. We rely on it too much when we have other tools at our disposal. We think, “If only I explained things just right to my date, that will solve the problem.” And it’s fine to say something once. But all too often we just end up repeating ourselves with no luck. Animal trainers, on the other hand, don’t have the luxury of speech. They can’t tell a hyena, “Now, if you could just stand up on your hind legs and turn around….” As a result, they’re masters at changing behavior in an entirely different way. And we can learn from them.

for real?! talking is overrated?? hmm... if there's another way, what is it?! treats? "sweet-tooth" motivation to do our bidding?

Q: So what, in a nutshell, is the secret to training a romantic partner?
A: The most important thing to remember with people as well as animals is that punishment isn’t an effective way to get what you want. You don’t teach a sea lion to flip by nagging; likewise, I couldn’t convince my husband Scott to change by nagging either. So instead of punishing him when he didn’t pick up his socks, I started rewarding him when he did. And it worked. The same technique applies to dating scenarios, too. If someone says he’s going to call on a certain night then doesn’t, chewing him out when he finally does contact you will only further discourage him from calling. So, while it’s tempting to say, “It’s great to hear from you but…” stick to “It’s great to hear from you,” period.

i agree that punishing someone doesn't work... in fact i think it would make them love you less... or at least be less inclined to show you affection. at least give them the chance to make it up to you... ;)

Q: So what should you do if you’ve got the opposite problem, where someone is calling too often and being clingy?
A: For this, what comes to mind is a technique I learned from a professional trainer who’d taught African crested cranes to stop landing on his head. Rather than discouraging the cranes from landing on him, he laid some mats on the ground and encouraged the cranes to land there instead. Likewise, if someone’s calling you constantly asking when you’re free, fighting off the entreaties with “I’m busy” won’t do much good. Assuming you really do want to see this person when you can, you can put an end to the pestering simply by setting a firm date to get together, even if that’s far in the future. Since you’ve made a plan, your date can focus on that and no longer has a reason to bug you before then.

currently having this issue with Mr. SingleForLife... but what if i don't really wanna see him again?? i don't think setting a date to get together will make him stop... wouldn't that have the opposite effect??

Q: What if the person you’re trying to train doesn’t seem to be improving?
A: Take baby steps. You can’t teach a baboon to ride a skateboard all in one day. First, you teach the baboon to sit on it, then stand on it, and so on. Likewise, if your date is chronically late, you can’t expect that she’ll suddenly start showing up on time. Maybe, instead of being a half-hour late, she’ll only make you wait 15 minutes. That’s progress and you should acknowledge that.

why should you need to train someone to do things the way you want them to? if you fell in love with them, or even if you just LIKE them, isn't it who they are now, that you fell for? not the thing you're trying to make them become??

Q: Only what exactly should you give someone as a “reward”? Obviously you’re not talking about biscuits here.
A: The reward can be anything someone likes, and it’s good to mix it up. Any prize will lose its value if it becomes too predictable. My dog Penny Jane loves treats, but she also likes getting her chin scratched, so I’ll use those, too. My list for Scott includes smiles, kisses, hugs, head rubs, compliments, and presents—especially stereo and bike gear. On dates, if you always bring flowers, give the same compliment, or wait until the end of the evening to move in for a kiss, things will get stale pretty fast. A little variety – by, say, kissing at the beginning or in the middle of the date instead of at the doorstep – will keep things interesting.

interesting... that's for sure. gotta love variety!!

Q: Are there certain behaviors that are too entrenched to change?
A: Absolutely. You can’t keep a badger from digging, and I can’t stop Scott from losing his wallet and keys. In relationships, women often pressure men to be more talkative, while men try to get women to cool it on the communication front. I doubt either gender will train the other to change any time soon, so it’s a waste of time to try. A woman once complained to me that her boyfriend tended to text her rather than call. She took it personally, as if it were a sign he didn’t care. But chances are, it has nothing to do with her. He just loves texting, and she might have to accept that’s how he prefers to communicate.

i have nothing to say to this... mostly cuz i agree...

Q: So now that your husband Scott knows to pick up his socks, shave, and drive under the speed limit, what’s next on your wish list?
A: Scott could really use a haircut. In the past, I would have nagged him about it, but now I keep my mouth shut. The day he does come home with a haircut, though, I’m going to shower him with appreciation.

whatever... only if there's "gold" involved...

Q: Does Scott train you, too?
A: Totally. When I briefly had braces and was on a teary tirade about how much pain I was in, Scott didn’t respond at all. This is a common technique that trainers use on dolphins called the Least Reinforcing Scenario, or L. R. S. for short. When a dolphin misbehaves by squirting water on the trainer, the best response is to ignore it, since any reaction, positive or negative, will only fuel the behavior. Once I realized Scott wasn’t going to coddle or carp on me for whining, I ran out of steam. Then it hit me what he was doing. “Did you just give me an L. R. S.?” I asked him. He didn’t respond to that, either. But clearly, it worked.

i'm pretty sure this works with kids too... most people, if ignored, will knock off whatever behavior is being ignored... when you don't get a desired reaction or a "rise" out someone, it's kinda boring to bug or complain to them...

-kmw-

"boys are scared of me..."

2008-04-14T22:15:00.000-07:00

best. conversation. ever.

"what am i going to do when you get married?"

"you don't have to worry, i'm not getting married..."

"yes you are, and i'll bet you get married before i do..."

"no, (with a somewhat sad, pouty face) boys are scared of me"

*both laughing histerically*

"that was the best face i've ever seen... priceless!! you looked almost... sad!"

totally made my evening... :)

-kmw-

ode to Mr. Soccer

2008-04-14T22:06:00.000-07:00

i'd like to take this opportunity to praise one of my heroes:
Mr. Soccer... (self appointed codename)
he is a great friend to his friends...
example: he lets his friends crash on his floor when they've had a long day and need to "charge"...
he's a magnificent photographer, if anyone needs Senior Pictures, Wedding Photos, Bridals, Scenic Views for Backgrounds... anything, just hit him up and boom. perfection in a flash. (get it?)
he lights up a room with his presence. can't you just tell he's a little ray of sunshine?! (see picture)
he's crazy strong... i'll bet he spends hours on end at the gym... look at those arms...
he entertains the masses with his cheerful disposition and willingness to provide others with "life lessons" based on his knowledge and extensive life experience.
he loves to travel... especially with friends. one day he hopes to go to the moon. (hey, let me know if it's really made of cheese)
he's awesome at video documentaries of his "happ'nin life" and the lives of his friends...
mostly, he's an all around awesome person.

oh, did i mention that he's got some pretty stellar hobbies?
they include, but are not limited to:
-blogging from his phone
-harassing people at church activities
-blog-stalking
-attempting to "decode" my blog
-getting knocked out at sports night
-locking himself out of his apartment
-getting knocked out while snowboarding
-making videos that could make someone nauseous
-posting about world changing events

AND i'm pretty sure that he's convinced that everyone reads his blogs to find the true meaning of life and to help them get through their day without thoughts of suicide... (some of those people had a little scare while he had a pause in postings... lets hope THAT never happens again! sheesh!) i can honestly say i read his blog religiously! if i didnt have his blog, i'd be lost.

i think this pretty much sums up my hero!!
thanks for being the greatest Mr. Soccer!!

-kmw-

silly silly blog-stalkers...

2008-04-14T02:10:00.000-07:00

no need for names, or even codenames here...

you know who you are...

you think you're SO smart!

trying to de-code my blogs... tsk tsk...

for all you know my codenames could be completely irrelevent!

you would never know the difference!!

HA!

good luck trying to figure it out! :)

-kmw-

REE-diculous

2008-04-14T00:14:00.000-07:00

FIRST of all... the adult-drama is about enough to make me want to run and hide...
maybe in Scotland...
i can't handle the ridiculousness (as my sister would say "we've gone past ridiculous to reDONKulous") i kinda wish people would grow up sometimes... i mean come on, if you're old enough to live on your own, rent a car, pay taxes and/or legally go to a bar, don't you think you should at least TRY and act your age?! even if it's just sometimes?!
the gossip circulated between people in their 20's is worse than it ever was in jr. high and high school, and therefore enough to kill me! and for SURE i'd die laughing!! oh the stupid things i've heard... good-freaking-grief people... i can't decide if it's hilarious or just dumb... optimistically thinking: it's the silliness it takes to make it through the day without getting sucked into the monotony...
change of topic...
i just can't win!!! the saying "if you can't beat 'em, join 'em"... not exactly my style. i always win. something Mr. AwkwardTurtle and i have in common. (as some of you may remember his alias... Mr. ICan'tLose... so true) something must have gone wrong somewhere because i'm just going along my super-little-life and i still feel like i'm just running into the same dang wall!! why won't it just crumble already?!
dilemma: Mr. CurrentlyUntouchable...
can i just say that i HATE the "arms-length" rule?!
most of the people that know me, know that i don't shake hands. it's too impersonal... it's like saying "hi! i'm sure you're great, but could you please stay THIS far away from me?" i'm a very touchy-feely-huggy-lovey kind of person. i'll hug someone i've just met before i'll shake their hand. (ok, if it's inappropriate for me to hug someone i've JUST met i'll go ahead and shake their hand... like my boss or a random married guy, or... i dunno... the pope... that might be awkward)
anyway, i have to wait almost a flippin' YEAR til i can hug this one!! for the love... figures. the first MORMON i've got the twitterpated-giggles for in the longest time and it's like he's got a force-field! crap!
yes, the fact that he's a Mormon is a big deal... this doesn't happen to me... i've only kissed 2 Mormons in my whole life and BOTH times it was terrible... (is it a Mormon-guy trait to be bad at kissing? yikes!) the fact that i even like a Mormon guy, that i'm willing to even GO THERE after those 2 "experiences", is a big shocker for most people...
ok maybe not most people, just some...
ok maybe not anyone except me but whatever.
you get the point.
i'd SO be down for moving to Arizona in December... just puttin' that out there...
just so everyone knows: i'm going to be the most awesome wife ever!! just ask my best friend, aka: Silvia (codename compliments of Mr. PizzaCutter). she'll second my motion in a heartbeat!
i rock. (yes Mr. GunnaGetAMiniVan, i'm tooting my own horn... again... that's twice in one night!)
for starters, i cant STAND a dirty kitchen... or a dirty house for that matter, but most of the magic happens in the kitchen... (it will be the biggest room in my dream house, besides the master bedroom of course) and because of that i compulsively clean and tidy-up without even thinking about it... (tidying up does not include moving furniture... again, ask Silvia... if the furniture has been moved, something has pissed me off...)
some might say that i'm slightly over the top with my O.C.D. but i like to call it organized... i guess i can thank my roommates for that one... FREAK! being at school and living in an apartment with 5 other girls... i felt like i had 5 kids!! i did everything... dishes, garbage, vacuuming, laundry, sweeping, bathrooms, and on top of all that, i fixed both toilets, replaced the tub faucet, fixed the dish washer AND the disposal... oh yeah... who needs a handy man?!
oh, and i plan on watching football on Sundays, Mondays, Saturdays and even Thursdays... no doubt about it.
all of that makes me the future MostAmazingWifeEver... among other things of course... the list goes on but it's almost 2am again...
ANYWAY... now that i've completely gone off topic...
(i'm afraid some of you might think i'm slightly shallow after this next comment...)
i pretty much only started talking to Mr. CurrentlyUntouchable because of his shoes... (obsess much?)
reason: i got to kick it with a bunch of the AlsoUntoucables (relatives... in one way or another) and happened to notice his fantastic ADIOs... yes, i'm in love with skate shoes, lea'me alone... so of course, i went out of my way to strike up a conversation. it was awesome because we hit it off right away... mostly, i think, because we started talking about shoes, and coincidentally i was wearing a beautiful, freshly-cleaned, pair of ADIOs myself! FANtastic...
but... i just can't win this time... ladies, you know what i mean... we always go for the ones that are JUST out of reach... good honk.
i'll have to let you know, in a year, where this ends up going... (my guess is a whole-lot-a NOWHERE...) for the time being... peace out.

-kmw-

p.s. i promised a personal shout-out to Mr. PizzaCutter... lovin' the blog!! you keep me entertained!! you're the best!! lotsa love! peace out homie. hope that "new-family" business works out for ya!!

i found the word i was looking for...

2008-04-11T15:28:00.000-07:00

furious
1. Full of or characterized by extreme anger; raging.
2. Suggestive of extreme anger in action or appearance; fierce.

i think that pretty much sums it up.
today i got to the point where i had tears of rage in my eyes, threatening to ruin my non-water-proof makeup.
i STILL don't have my shoes. today is Friday, April 11th, as it says above this post. that's 13 days since i ordered my shoes and 11 since they were shipped. oh, and 4 days since they were delivered to the wrong freaking address.
now, any of you that know me know that i'm a very... lets say, out spoken person. i tend to let people know exactly how i feel, even if they don't ask how i'm doing. i also don't believe in taking crap from ANYONE at all. i have very little respect for authority (unrighteous dominion) and even less respect for people that are STUPID and can't do anything at all that requires half a braincell. for the love. dealing with these people who are in Customer Service, but don't know the meaning of it, has spun me into a dimension of pissed off i've never been before in my life. (borrowed that from Ron White)
i called the Customer Service number on the receipt from Journeys and spoke to someone there again about tracking down my order. he took down my information and said that their system was down and that he'd have to give me a call back when he could look at my order and give me any information about it.
that's annoying!!
THEN i called the Journeys store and asked to speak to the manager or supervisor. the chick that answered the phone said that she was the only manager there at the time, so i said:
"ok, i have a big problem, first of all my shoes have been lost, secondly the people that i've talked to from there don't know how to communicate and frankly are very rude. i was told one thing by one person, and a completely different thing by another. and i was also told, quite rudely i might add, that 'there's only one guy that works here and i don't think he would have told you that there's no number to call to track the order' and i don't really appreciate being treated like that."
"uh... that was me that you talked to, and the only thing i can really say is that the store manager will be back in 20-30 minutes, so you can call back and talk to her... i don't know what else to tell you... as far as your shoes being lost, as soon as we put the order in and UPS takes over there's nothing we can really do about it..."
so i said i'd call back...
in the mean time, the guy from Journeys Customer Service called me back and told me some different information than the guy i talked to last time... apparently it takes 8 days, not "a few", to track down an order and get it either re-routed or re-shipped to the correct address. of course i was pissed. he put me on hold for about 5 or 6 minutes and when he came back he apologized and said that he was looking up the tracker to see if and when it started and said that NEXT Friday they will have concluded their investigation... rar. another freaking week... i also asked him if there was a number for UPS itself that i could call and talk to someone, to which he replied that, in all honesty, it wouldn't do me any good to call them because the only thing they could do was track it, and that was already happening. whatever. he told me that someone from UPS should be calling me in the next couple of days to tell me exactly where they were in their investigation and exactly what would happen with my shoes.
by the time i finished up talking to that guy i had about 4 minutes to cool off before i called Journeys back to talk to the store manager.
i called, she, the store manager, answered...
"ah, just the person i wanted to talk to... ok, first of all, i understand that after you guys send in an order to UPS there's nothing really you can do about it and whether or not it's delivered on time. just so you know, they lost my shoes... well, delivered them to the wrong address... and i'm not happy about it. ("oh, of course, i'd be pissed too") yeah, so what i'm calling to talk to YOU about is your associates and how rude and unprofessional they treat your customers. i was treated very poorly, spoken to very rudely, and given different information each time that i've called over the past couple days that i've been conversing with your store. i don't know how else to say it, but the communication between your associates sucks. i'm not happy. (for mole: not happy bob, not happy...) i think that's pretty obvious. this is the second time that i've had a bad experience with you guys. the first time was about a year ago and instead of it being a miss-delivery on UPS' part it was on you guys because whoever put my order in the computer didn't actually submit it until 4 days later. ("oh... i'm sorry about that, that's ridiculous") yeah, it is. but i decided to give you guys the benefit of the doubt and give it another try... right now, i'm sorry that i did! i'm pretty unhappy with the service i've received. i thought you, being the store manager, should know how your employees are treating customers. i mean, i know how it goes with the whole "passing-the-buck" thing because i used to work in customer service. you pretty much get crapped on by people all the time. but having that experience i thought i'd bring it to your attention that your associates, even your manager 'the only guy that works there', have been treating people poorly and talking down to them... again, i understand the whole thing about how after you send in the order it's out of your hands, but even still the people working there are responsible for the way they treat customers. i mean it's basically up to them whether or not your store even retains customers."
there might have been a few "choice words" in there and maybe some more details that i've forgotten, but i think i've beaten this point into the ground.
she assured me that she would be personally handling the associates that i spoke with and store-wide speaking to the associates about good customer service.
my work here is done.
as for the UPS people... if i don't see some shoes by Friday i'm going straight to Corporate and demanding free delivery and a full refund on my order.
this is ridiculous.
someone's gunna wish they hadn't come to work next Friday if i don't have my feet in a pair of Mens DC Aerotech 2's - size 6 - black/grey/white/red...

until Friday.

-kmw-

my best friend... she came back!!

2008-04-11T00:28:00.000-07:00

yay! my best friend, that one that moved away to Utah, is back! she got back recently and as always, we kicked it and then, of course, we got in the c-o-i*. and also, of course, we HAD to take pictures.
don't let this picture fool you... she loves me. :)
i mean, c'mon what are best friends for?!
i'm so excited to have her back in town!!
there's so much to talk about now that we can do it with facial expressions added into the conversation...
(trust me, it's more fun that way, it makes the story more interesting)
and we don't have to do "Reader's Digest Version" of stories because we're not worried about minutes or work getting in the way... it's great. she's the best.
since she's been back all i can think about is how many things we're gunna do, how great this summer is gunna be, and how i have my Partner in Crime back!! there are parties to be the life of, hundreds of cute and ridiculous pictures to take, guys to talk for about for hours on end, dumb girls we don't like to plot our revenge against (kidding) pillow fights to have in our "unmentionables" (kidding again...for real, we don't do that, sorry to disappoint ya guys)
but in all seriousness:
Woman, i freakin love you!! i know you'll read this at some point or another, maybe even twice if i'm lucky, so i just thought you should know!! you're the greatest!!! i'm way excited to have you back!! we gotta make this summer an awesome one!!
lots of love!!

*what's the c-o-i you ask?? my siblings and i used to ask if it was alright to get into the "h-o-t-t-u-b" when the kids were over so they wouldn't be upset because they couldn't get in with us. well one day my oldest niece, being the smart kid she is, figured it out... she walked up to granny and asked
"granny, can i get in the c-o-i?"
"what's the c-o-i?"
"da tub," she said with this look of DUH on her face...
thus: "c-o-i" it is and always will be.

-kmw-

go from "nice gut"... to "nice butt!"

2008-04-10T23:21:00.000-07:00

yet again... i'm sitting at home, it's almost 1am, watching anything that's on (currently Will & Grace, i freaking love this show) and this commercial comes on for Extra Gum and about how chewing it is healthy now because each stick only has 5 calories. it was inspirational... (haha...) and then i found this sour apple flavor(pictured)... so i've figured out something that might work... because i'm a big nerd... and i have to rationalize my way into just about everything i do...
(i hope you follow this...)
i can chew Extra 5-calories-a-stick gum, while burning off those 5 calories because of the clenching it causes in my cheeks and mouth muscles from the sour apple flavor (yeah yeah... make fun of me all you want, anything sour even CLOSE to my tongue and my cheeks start to tense up and my mouth waters... dont try and tell me it doesn't happen to you too) and then i can run and row-machine and do abs... it'll be great!
as some of you may know i was supposed to start in January and lose 40lbs by June 1st... well... because of that stupid procrastination thing (it's killin' me) it's April and i'm not even half way to my goal. so, i'm cheating and pushing the date back, as i mentioned in my other blog, to August 6th... the day people start showing up for my family reunion.
and like i said before, i'll update.
8 down, 32 to go!!

-kmw-

what's the word i'm looking for??

2008-04-08T16:05:00.001-07:00

irritated? livid? pissed? angry? upset?
... all those and more...
for anyone wanting to purchase/order skate shoes, DON'T do it at Journey's. instead order your shoes from Zumiez or PacSun. at least THEY know what they're doing! the people i've spoken to over the past 3 or 4 days at Journey's, trying to locate my shoes, couldn't find their butt with both hands and a map. i swear. i'm really irritated with those stupid sales ASSociates at Journey's

sequence of events:
Saturday 3/29/08 purchase shoes
Monday 3/31/08 order shipped
Tuesday 4/1/08 actual shipping date
Friday 4/4/08 called to check on order
Monday 4/7/08 order delivered to WRONG address
Tuesday 4/8/08 me, livid, shoeless...

explanation:
i went to visit my sister the last weekend in March. while i was over there we went to Journey's and ordered some absolutely magnificent shoes but due to the fact that they didn't carry my size i ordered them and had them shipped to my work because i knew for sure someone would be here to sign for them. the chick at the checkout told me they would take 3-7 business days, not counting weekends, to get to me.
i called the store on Friday, the guy told me that they were shipped on 3/31/08 and that they "should be arriving any day now". i asked if there was a tracking number or something, to which he replied "nope, all we know is that they were shipped Monday."
so here it is, Tuesday, day 7 of the "3-7 business days, not counting weekends" and i am still shoeless. i'm pissed. i called the store AGAIN, this time a chick answered the phone. she asked for my name to look up the order, then asked me if i was sure it was that store that i had ordered them at. uh, yeah! so she looked it up and told me they were shipped on 4/1/08... i told her what the guy had said to me and she said "well, no, they were shipped on the first." i'm sorry, i was just telling you what he told me. she then said that she could give me a 1800-number to call. i told her that the guy i talked to Friday said that there was no number and no way i could track them... she said "well, there's only one guy that works here and he's a manager... i don't think he would have told you that." well tough beans chick! he did! and you're a wench!
she gave me the number, i called it, a British guy answered the phone and said that i had the wrong number, but gave me the right one, giving me the impression that this has happened before... apparently the idiot at Journey's had given me the wrong last 4 digits of the number. uh, hello?!
now i'm angry. i finally get a hold of UPS and the guy there, totally nice, finds my order no problem. he says he can give me an exact location with his GPS and tell me when it will be delivered. i calmed down a little. much to my dismay he says:
"uh... it looks like it was delivered on 4/7/08... yesterday..."
"well, i don't have them...??"
"uh-oh, looks like they were delivered to 12707 120th STREET, not 120th AVENUE... and it looks like they didn't even get the suite number on the delivery address"
"crap... i'm not even sure where that is"
"is 120th street a lot different than 120th avenue?"
"yeah, it is... dang it!"
"well, let me get a hold of the UPS store that delivered it and find out where it is for you, can you hold?"
"yeah. thanks"
*2 minutes later*
"ok, looks like they were left on the door step at 12707 120th STREET, but we can just put in a claim and retrieve your package and then re-route it to 12707 120th AVENUE. it will take a couple of days, but it will get to you, i promise."
"ok..."
"if for some reason it can't be retrieved you'll get your money back, we haven't been paid for this either..."
"ok. thanks so much"
"no problem, is there anything else i can do for you? i'm really sorry about this!!"
"nah, it's ok, thanks."
SO... now they have to find my shoes, hopefully beat the living crap out of the idiot that wrote down the wrong address and left my shoes on a doorstep, and re-route my shoes and i'll have them in a few days. he also said that he would give me a call when he got more information. he was nice. i'm a little less upset now...
rar.
i want my shoes!!!!

-kmw-

uh... someone's missing something...

2008-04-04T16:50:00.001-07:00

hilarious.
i walked into the restroom at my work and on the floor inside the stall i found this...
no boys, it's not a bowl...
ladies... yes, yes it is. i found someones "padding" from their bra...
someones now walking around with something a little different on one side than the other...
the song "one of these kids is doin' her own thing" comes to mind...
i couldn't help but laugh right out loud.
i hope this brings a smile to a few faces...
it has certainly made my rainy-day a little brighter...
just another testament that they only do it for our entertainment...

-kmw-

Lady!

2008-04-03T20:41:00.000-07:00

i went out to visit my sister this past weekend...
my brother dropped me off at the ferry... i was booking it down the sidewalk with my duffel bag and big purse so i wouldn't miss the boat... turns out i didn't need to run, the one i needed to be on didn't come for another hour... ugh... figures.
i rode the ferry over and when i got there it was raining... oh yay. we went back to her place, and then went to the mall... which is when i purchased my beautiful shoes... and then watched movies and had dinner and just dorked around.
it was way fun!
their dog, Lady (pictured) is so big now!!
she woke me up Sunday morning about like the picture... with her nose in my face... what a doll... she laid in bed next to me for about an hour and then i got up and let her out.
Monday morning she didn't wake me up, but she was next to me when i woke up... this time she was asleep too... i guess that's what i get for sleeping on a mattress on the floor... :)
my sister, brother-in-law and i spent the weekend just kinda... doin whatever... it was a fun vacation for me :)
it's fun to spend time with my sister... we could sit for hours together and entertain each other... in fact, when i post my blogs, and i want them to be funny, i call her and read them aloud as i type them... for some reason that makes them more humorous and entertaining... we have lots of fun together... we laugh at the same things... the same ridiculous people... (they only do it for our entertainment!!)
cant wait til i getta go visit again!! :) i miss my Lady Girl!! oh, and my sister and brother-in-law too... hahaha

-kmw-

Reader's Digest

2008-04-03T14:39:00.000-07:00

bored at work, reading all the "funnies" in the Reader's Digest

if the Lord wanted us to enjoy the sunrise, it would come no earlier than 10am.
--Gary L Eklund

a friend and i were listing all the disgusting foods we like to eat. i guess i won the contest because when i told her how much i enjoyed tongue, she shuddered.
"ewww," she said. "why would ou want to taste something that tastes you back?"
--Donna Eidinger

"we pick politicians by how they look on tv and Miss America on where she stands on the issues. isn't that a little backwards?"
--Jay Leno

addicted...

2008-04-01T23:23:00.003-07:00

(n) condition of being habitually or compulsively occupied with or involved

i'm pretty sure that those of you that know me are aware that i have an addiction.
ever since the first episode of CSI i saw i've been hooked.
i was a shoe-in to be a crime-solving-tv-show-aholic.
the list of shows i'm currently addicted to is here, in no particular order:
CSI
CSI: Miami
CSI: NY
Cold Case
Without A Trace
Shark
NCIS
The Unit
Criminal Minds
it gets so bad... i put my phone on silent, i wont respond to text messages unless it's a commercial, i wont let people talk during the show...
and i'm pissed when people die or get buried alive (nick from csi... season 5... i totally cried...)
and especially when they leave it as a cliff-hanger ending to an episode or season...
the worst 3 words in the world...
"to be continued"
i've gotten attached to the characters...
they're like my tv-family...
i have to be in on what's going on between them... love it.
this week is all new episodes!!
the writer's strike is over! :)

-kmw-

by request: show times...
Sunday:
Cold Case(9pm)
Shark(10pm)

Monday:
CSI: Miami(9pm)

Tuesday:
NCIS(8pm)
The Unit(9pm)

Wednesday:
Criminal Minds(9pm)
CSI: NY(10pm)

Thursday:
CSI(9pm)
Without a Trace(10pm)

yes i'm a big nerd and i linked all of them to their own sites...

procrastination...

2008-04-01T15:50:00.001-07:00

it's a killer.
and it makes you fat.
trust me, i have first-hand experience!
i've recently been looking at some old family pictures because we are having a family reunion this coming August and will most likely be taking family pictures again so they're more recent. i mean, after all...
my oldest sister has lost weight (go her!!) and now has 4 kids, instead of 3
my second oldest sister looks fantastic and also has 4 kids now
the sister right above me has way short hair now
i've got darker hair and i've gotten fatter, and
my not-so-little brother is way tall...
not to mention my parents! we're all so different now!
that got me thinking...
if we're gunna be taking pictures and if my whole extended family is coming to town...
i kinda wanna not be the fat cow in all the pictures...
"look! i got my pictures developed from the reunion!"
"really? cool! let's see... wow, who's that?"
"oh, that's my cousin/niece/sister/daughter kiley... she's got a sweet spirit..."
AHH!! i can only imagine.
the procrastination has got to stop. i cant put it off a day longer. i'm GOING to lose weight and get back down to what i was before by my family starts showing up for the reunion.
i'm determined.
as of today i have 127 days, not counting today, to work it all off.
that's 4 months and 6 days.
i start today.
why the middle of the week you ask?
well, if i say "ok, Monday i start my diet/workout/whatever" Monday will come and go and i'll still be putting it off for one reason or another. i know myself too well...

i'm currently sitting on a workout ball working on my core muscles... in a bit i'll be doing laundry and standing on a Board Rock (pictured) while i fold towels and pillow cases (it's essentially a balance exercise that works on my calves and makes my ankles stronger... added bonus: i'll be able to skate this summer and not fall off and die) it's fun cuz i've taught myself to walk with it... :) it's entertaining...
anyway...
the goal: -40 lbs. by August 6th
i'll be sure and update and let y'all know how i'm doin...

-kmw-

kiley... kiley... KILEY... KILEY!!!

2008-03-31T18:34:00.000-07:00

ok, so... when i sleep i HAVE to have my fans on... and they're not just little fans... my room is a wind tunnel! i can't hear anything or anyone, and on top of that i sleep like a dead body. for the most part, i'm a pretty quiet sleeper... i do however breathe really hard and snore every now and then...
my not-so-little brother is usually the one that has to wake me up in the mornings to read scriptures with the family. so he comes down to "the bat cave" at about 6:00am...
he opens the door
turns off the box fan
and starts saying "kiley...kiley...KILEY....KILEY!!!"
til i "uuuuhhh"...
he then gets closer to the bed and says "kiley...kiley...KILEY....KILEY!!!"
until i say my first real word of the day... "what"
at which point he turns off my OTHER fan and tells me whatever message there is and why he's waking me up.
well... on this particular occasion... the second attempt at getting a response was unsuccessful... so as he got closer still and said my name again the only response i gave was....
sssssssssnnnnnnnnooooooooooooorrrrrrrrrrrrrr........
not loud, not bear-like... just a quite little inhalation of the entire oxygen supply of the room.
he starts laughing.
i roll over...
he leaves, still laughing...
i finally get out of bed, go up stairs and say "were you laughing when you woke me up this morning?"
the whole family got a kick out of the story...
read it from my not-so-little brother's point of view...

-kmw-

ohmigosh... shoes...

2008-03-29T23:52:00.000-07:00

so... i had a pretty crappy end to my week, as you may know from reading my blog, and for my "upper" i decided it was time for some new skate shoes...
look! look!
aren't they just beautiful?
they are Mens DC Aerotech 2's
yes, i had to special order yet another pair of shoes (which kinda was a "downer" on my "upper" but only for about half a second) to get some small enough for my tiny "wiskem" feet...
unfortunately they don't carry small men's shoes in the store... i guess they don't really count on people like me, short girls with little feet, to purchase lots of the smaller sizes... whatever...
anyway, i made my own day today and i'm as happy as if i had good sense...
thanks to Stink for the lovely modeling of my beautiful new addition.
no i will not tell you how much they cost... so don't bother asking.
have a nice day!

-kmw-

why do i attract all the crazy people?

2008-03-29T00:19:00.000-07:00

so... i went out to dinner with Mr. SingleForLife tonight...
first off, holy slow texter... it took about an hour to get out the complete conversation ("you wanna go out?" "sure" "k, i'll pick you up in an hour") over text messaging... for the love.
we enjoyed fine dinning at Azteca... he had a coupon... our waiter asked us what we would like to drink, he wanted coke, they had Pepsi... he was notably disappointed... so he went with a root beer instead. we had to have our waiter come back about 6 times before we (and by "we" i mean he) were ready to order.
explanation: he wanted to get the special, because the display looked "tasty" but then started reading the fine print on the back of the coupon which indicated that "this offer not valid with any other offers or discounts" so he was concerned that if he got the special, that was discounted, he wouldn't get his coupon validated or, the other option: i wouldn't be eating tonight.
moving right along... we finally got our food and had sparkling conversation about broken bones, cutting off fingers, and how brutal life is in general... and then had to wait for our waiter to come pick up our check after it had been sitting there for a good 20 minutes after he initially dropped it off.
he drove me home, all the while still chatting about nothing that had to do with anything at all... we pulled into my driveway and continued talking for almost an hour in the car, before my mom arrived home... as she pulled in behind us i said "i wonder who is pulling in my drive way" to which he replied "well, i hope it's someone that lives here" (anyone that's been to my house knows that you can't "accidentally" drive down my driveway...) i kinda half-sympathy-laughed and said "i think it's my mom, which means you're gunna have to move the car 'cause you're in her spot"
here comes the best part.
he turns to me and says "uh... you're still in the car..."
no joke, those were the exact words that came out of his mouth...
all i could say was "well, i guess i'll go then..." and he said, with a bit of confusion in his voice, "well, did you want me to back up with you in the car?" i said "uh... i don't care, but whatever" and i got out of the car.
i thanked him for dinner and politely suggested that i'd see him later, but in my head i'm thinking "uh, never again..."
i waved and then waited at the door for my mom... i couldn't wait to tell her what had just happened... i'm glad to say that she got about as much of a kick out of this experience as i did...
her words: "well, there's a reason some people are still in the Singles Ward..."
my sentiments exactly...

-kmw-

boys

2008-03-28T16:34:00.000-07:00

"...why do they consume every thought and thing we do!?"
--my awesome R.S. Pres.

that's just foul...

2008-03-28T15:10:00.000-07:00

could today get any worse?!
i think not.
i'm still sick. when i got up everyone needed to take a shower at the same time... there's still only one shower that's usable... so i decided to go to work and shower there instead.
well, i got to work and was informed that there was no showers, no water, no pressure at all because they were working on the plumbing upstairs and that it was leaking into the women's' locker room again.
great.
no shower. whatever, i can go without today... i'll just wash my face in the dribble of cold water still coming out of the tap, put makeup on and throw my hair up in a bun and some bobby-pins. cake.
then i realized that i forgot socks. i hate wearing shoes with no socks... it's where stinky feet and shoes come from.
foul.
so i asked my brother to bring me some socks because he and my mom and dad would be coming this way so my parents could go to my dad's appointment and have surgery on his other knee today and they were gunna drop my brother off to get the car from me...
no biggy right? so he said yeah, he'd bring them and i asked him to bring me a hair thing too...
an hour later he shows up...
holding his hands in front of his chest in the shape of a heart he says "don't hate me... i forgot your socks and hair thing" and tosses a tiny rubber band at me...
any of you that have hair that requires a hair thing now and then know that if you put a rubber band in it, you basically rip out all the hair it touches when you try and take it out again.
i asked him to go back and get my socks please... so he left.
5 minutes later my mom calls my work...
"is it worth $3.50 a gallon for him to go all the way home (a 4 minute drive) to get your socks?"
"uh... i put $20 in there on my way to work, it's not gunna take him all of that to get home and back...if it does, he's going to California"
"i'm just asking if it's worth it to you to spend three dollars and fifty cents a gallon for him to go get your socks."
"yes, mom, i don't like wearing shoes without socks, my feet get sweaty and then it makes my feet and shoes stink."
"ok, i'm just asking if it's worth it to you. you cant live for a few hours without socks?"
*thinking to myself 'thanks... you just made my job sound pointless'*
"forget it. just forget it, i'll just have to 'live without' for today."
"ok"
"bye"
and i hung up.
so here i am, sock-less, shower-less, sleep-less because all night i couldn't breathe, hungry because i forgot lunch, and then... i got propositioned by a 60-year-old man...
foul.
he asked if the showers were working yet and i said only the cold water... he says "oh, then you'll have to take a shower with me then..."
EEEEEWWWWWW!!!!!!
i said "not on your life!!" (in the nicest voice possible of course... HA! no way.)
gross...
he says "best offer you've got all day i'll bet"
"no... actually not." i lied
"oh! well then i'll have to hear about the other so i can see if i can top it"
i laughed... sympathy/uneasy laugh... totally grossed out...
continuing with my lie i said "well, first of all, he's not old enough to be my dad..."
he says "i'm older than your dad i think"
"how old are you?"
"60"
"ok, he's not old enough to be my GRAMPA..."
and he decided to walk away at that point...
when he walked away i turned to my co-worker and just looked at her like "WHAT THE?!"
that's just foul...
ugh.
i wanna go home.

-kmw-

urban word of the day

2008-03-27T20:27:00.000-07:00

as some of you may know, i subscribe, via: email, to Urban Dictionary

twitterpated:

1) to be completely enamored with someone/something.
2) the flighty exciting feeling you get when you think about/see the object of your affection.
3) romantically excited
4) the ever increasing acceleration of heartbeat and body temperature as a result of being engulfed amidst the exhilaration and joy of being/having a romantic entity in someone's life.

i thought this was a hilarious coincidence...
fun times...

-kmw-

mentholatum and halls plus...

2008-03-27T18:36:00.000-07:00

i woke up Wednesday morning insta-sick...
i didn't feel crappy Tuesday night.
i didn't feel crappy when i went to bed after midnight.
no "i feel a cold coming on" signs...
nope.
none of that.
i just woke up Wednesday morning with a runny AND stuffed up nose (i know, crazy huh...) a sore throat and nasty cough...
luckily i has stocked up on Halls Plus!
they're 10 times better than normal Halls because there's stuff inside them...
and by stuff i mean cough syrup...
i've been eating them like candy all day...
i'm pretty sure that i was drunk at work today...
too much cough syrup intake...
and on top of that i've been shoving Mentholatum up my nose for the past 2 days...
gross...
but it makes my nose feel so much better!!
i don't care if i look like i'm picking my nose...
i think i'm dying...
i promised my favorite friend in Idaho all of my shoes...
that's all i've got in my will so far...
i think it's a good start.

-kmw-

such is life...

these are a few of my favorite things:

hilarity in the work place

leaps and bounds...

one word... epic

ping-pong = stupid

the cure for laryngitis: shut up!!

adventures in motion...

and so begins two-thousand-ten...

adventures are golden

the front of my best friend's car is missing...

six russians get stuck in the snow...

fifteen...

long time no blog...

a day with friends...

so... i'm a loser...

the rules...

then and now...

don't ya just love people?

FANtastic!!

'splosions and schmite going everywhere...

tagged by Mike and Tiffany!

oh yes...

time for a change in the hair department...

for my best friend...

the gorge, jason statham and epi-pens

viva la vida - coldplay

wade's: a place to "shoot" the breeze

hilarity at lowes

co-ed softball... a laughing matter...

junior? JUNIOR?!

brazillians, mac n' cheese, and strep throat

laughing is a workout...

failure to blog...

update on the sitch...

life's not so peachy...

best and worst...

SALLY!!

Father's Day RD Jokes

more RD funnies...

RD Funnies...

everything's going my way...

grow up...

TAG!! i'm it...

*ahh* a fresh start...

first day at my new job

another great day to be alive!

it's a great... day to be alive...

what did i JUST say?

who mails a bug?

by request...

i'm a fish

all natur-al

closed for renovation

RD: Argument Starter

ok, mom, you were right...

what's this?!

you KNOW why!

"TO THE BIG TOY!!!"

in the market... as it were...

seven...

be jealous...

what if no one were fat?

priceless

mariners and french toast...

i can have this...

TAG! you're it...

back to basics...

a two part blog about stupidity

40lbs. by AUG 6th OR BUST!!

holy slow texter...

HA-larious!!

been there, kissed that...

the last one single...

unpredictable: seattle weather

really??

Men's Aerotech 2's... size 6

holding my breath...

been there, dated that...

"boys are scared of me..."

ahh a fresh start...