tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20274963066970680232024-02-19T07:34:03.785-08:00The Good, the Bad and the Ugly of My lifeKaitlyn Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02447015515854906585noreply@blogger.comBlogger38125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2027496306697068023.post-42787289943053470442009-08-14T08:21:00.000-07:002009-08-14T08:27:00.435-07:00Gynecologist is a nice way to say AWKWARD<a href="http://www.cartoonstock.com/lowres/dro1063l.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 353px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.cartoonstock.com/lowres/dro1063l.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Yesterday, was my "annual" visit to the "women doctor".. YAY!</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>The OBGYN is so awkward, they ask you awkward questions, have you completely undress to a little paper vest and little paper covering for your belly down, as you wait in the freezing cold for 20 plus min, then when the Doctor finally walks in, she wants to have a full blown conversation with you as she is checking out your privates.. I DON'T THINK SO! </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Luckily, everything came out good, no cervical cancer for me! </div>Kaitlyn Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02447015515854906585noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2027496306697068023.post-48852838334859787562009-08-14T08:15:00.000-07:002009-08-14T08:20:54.165-07:00Michael Vick- Waste of Life<a href="http://stateoftheline.files.wordpress.com/2008/12/vick.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 292px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://stateoftheline.files.wordpress.com/2008/12/vick.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Good lord, what an annoying morning.. Steven just turned on Michael Vicks, first interview since he was convicted of killing/fighting dogs. He just said, and I quote "I have grown up, I now realize people care about there pets" WHAT THE HECK! What a waste of a human.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>I feel very strongly, about few things in life, but animal cruelty I feel VERY strongly about. Michael Vick, should not be condoned for his awful behavior and be recruited by the Eagles for a 5.2 MILLION dollar contract. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>He only served for 21 months and house arrest for 2 months.. wooo! what a punishment. </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Send him into a cage, with his trained dogs and let him tear him apart just as he had. </div><br /><div>But don't worry everyone, he now "cares" for animals, I hope he is NEVER allowed to own a pet again. </div><br /><p>I hope Eagles fans, picket the crap outa those games, and make the Eagles realize what an AWFUL mistake they made by re-hiring him. </p>Kaitlyn Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02447015515854906585noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2027496306697068023.post-44486577533990985672009-08-14T08:00:00.001-07:002009-08-14T08:15:30.954-07:00Sigh<a href="http://babbleon5.files.wordpress.com/2009/06/the_time_travelers_wife_movie_poster.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://babbleon5.files.wordpress.com/2009/06/the_time_travelers_wife_movie_poster.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>I woke up this morning and instead of being happy because mom and I are having date day #3, I am actually sad, now that it is Friday, tomorrow starts the weekend that I leave, boy, do the weeks fly by when I am at home.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>But.. Today, mom and I are going to go and see "time travelers wife" while my dad is on a very important phone call that we needed to be absolutely silent for.. And, for anybody who knows me, knows that, that would be quite impossible, so we are going to see a chick flick! Which makes up for last nights "moment of bonding", we watched 48 hours of people being kidnapped and girls my age being raped and killed, needless to say, I am so scared I am still thinking about it. But, no nightmares due to the sleep talking that my mom did, which completely amused me, until bed, so I didn't even think about it. </div>Kaitlyn Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02447015515854906585noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2027496306697068023.post-63178347728783830932009-08-13T07:24:00.000-07:002009-08-13T07:35:57.767-07:00Date night with.. Mom!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNdEr6u_7NbLkQU0UMG9dyB7rYFuPbXN3t70Xzke353WekXuRL5FgV820YWUaSRxMpRjPA3x6Q6fa68DZLtv55oaMPMZLQdMN_x8XYCjg3qHCrzAxfdo3C54kbwcL8VAMHVOd5OUQBj9Q/s1600-h/DSC00658.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369456976719364082" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNdEr6u_7NbLkQU0UMG9dyB7rYFuPbXN3t70Xzke353WekXuRL5FgV820YWUaSRxMpRjPA3x6Q6fa68DZLtv55oaMPMZLQdMN_x8XYCjg3qHCrzAxfdo3C54kbwcL8VAMHVOd5OUQBj9Q/s320/DSC00658.JPG" border="0" /></a> Yesterday, my mom and I decided to do a girls day, well more like late afternoon after she got out of work at 3. We ran some errands to Kohl's, and got Brad some really nice birthday presents (we are improving his style one holiday at a time), my mom also got me a REALLY cute Vera Wang dress that was on clearance. :-) Then we strolled next door, to "total wine" where we picked up some of our favorite Chardonnay "little black dress" and some of there in store special Cab and continued on with our mother, daughter adventure. <div><br /><br /><div>Then we went to this really cute Italian Bistro, that I had never been too and that my little brother Steven works at. After some wine, good food and not to mention my favorite "espresso martini" lots of mom/daughter talk we left, came home watched "the notebook" and drank some little black dress. After super swollen eyes, it was time to go to bed. ZZZ</div><br /><div>That concluded, Mom and I's date afternoon and night!! </div><div>Tonight:: Mom/Mama/ Katie Date night!</div></div>Kaitlyn Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02447015515854906585noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2027496306697068023.post-32930059401088730812009-08-10T11:58:00.000-07:002009-08-10T12:01:49.081-07:00Lipstick!<a href="http://www.strawberrynet.com/images/products/03300383002.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 154px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 196px" alt="" src="http://www.strawberrynet.com/images/products/03300383002.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>For a very long time, I have been over the "lip gloss" phase, it is sticky, my hair always blows in it, and some how I manage to get it EVERYWHERE! So, I have wanted to find a lipstick that is dramatic and long lasting, so I went into Mac, they picked me out a gorgeous deep red color, and now... I am obsessed. I don't understand why I didn't try this in the first place, not to mention my lips look bigger, which.. who doesn't want that?</div>Kaitlyn Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02447015515854906585noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2027496306697068023.post-29771449439239092532009-08-10T11:53:00.000-07:002009-08-10T11:58:27.966-07:00Home sweet...Clearwater<a href="http://www.boston.com/business/ticker/Fios.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 467px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.boston.com/business/ticker/Fios.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>At home for the last time before school starts, I flew in this morning and my two lovely brothers picked me up from the airport. When I arrived, there was no Internet/ television/ or phone service, I felt as though I was back in pleasentville (Ohio). But my parents just signed up for Fios, and so far it is SO cool, but then again I am huge into technology so I would enjoy this a lot. All I know is you get a billion channels, Internet, and phone on one bill and my parents are paying less then the cable box alone was before. So, I'm off to play Sudoku on the TV and waiting anxiously for my mother to arrive from work, so we can have my FAVORITE SPAGHETTI! mm!!</div><br /><div></div>Kaitlyn Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02447015515854906585noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2027496306697068023.post-23705163029522604192009-08-10T11:45:00.000-07:002009-08-10T11:53:35.136-07:00Crackberry ADDICTION<div>I am huge on technology, I want the newest most hi-tech invention out there! This past Christmas, I got the blackberry storm and it is the best investment, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Santa</span> has ever invested in. I mean, I use my "crack-berry" constantly, it tells me the weather every morning in multiple destinations, my email, and any other application I so want it to have. Today I flew home, and while I was in the airport <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">mr</span>.<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">crackberry</span> made a weird noise, so I looked and my GENIUS phone had notified me that my flight had been moved to a different gate, before even the obnoxious loud speaker announced it. Anything you could possibly want, this phone has, I made video messages and sent them out to my relatives, in a TEXT message. <img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 502px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 352px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://gabesguide.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/08/crackberry-bart.jpg" border="0" /></div><div></div><div>A new blackberry just came out, the "'tour" maybe I will have to check it out, but I don't see how anything could be better than this mini computer/phone/<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">tv</span> that I now own. </div>Kaitlyn Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02447015515854906585noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2027496306697068023.post-20773855193036558112009-08-07T17:10:00.000-07:002009-08-07T17:20:25.707-07:00Bored.. can you tell<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://hordehoneys.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/notobsessive.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 275px;" src="http://hordehoneys.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/notobsessive.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Post # 208 of the day, hehe I am babysitting and poor Clare is sound asleep, so while I have the time (which I do, until 1 am to be precise) I thought I would update my blog, since I haven't had much down time to do so.</div><div><br /></div><div>I have a self diagnosed OCD problem which I have talked about before, Kathy and Zach call it up-tight I call it a problem. So, because I love my mother and my boyfriend I have really tried to be better at it, not let the little things bother me so much.</div><div><br /></div><div>So my objective is to, let loose, or try too! I will let you know how that goes, today, on our running around on our adventures has been really good, nothing to really obsess about except Zach's driving, but that will NEVER change. </div>Kaitlyn Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02447015515854906585noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2027496306697068023.post-62985930746191996952009-08-07T17:04:00.000-07:002009-08-07T17:10:05.400-07:00Shark Week<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://editorial.sidereel.com/Images/Posts/sharkweek.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 287px;" src="http://editorial.sidereel.com/Images/Posts/sharkweek.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br />Sharks-- the reason I hate the beach (OK..not really, but definitely influences the reason, besides the sand that gets in unwanted places, who are we kidding sand gets EVERYWHERE)<div><br /></div><div>But, Shark week, is something I remember as a little girl watching every summer with my Dad, I do not really know if it happened because it was tradition, rather than peer fascination on both our parts. But it is almost over, and I am kind of sad because it is my favorite TV time of the Summer. Now, I have to wait till next year. Until then, you will not see me at the beach, or at the lake (I found out this year on shark week, that bull sharks can swim in fresh water and have been found in lakes), but by the pool where I can see my feet and know that the only dangerous thing in this water, is urine!</div>Kaitlyn Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02447015515854906585noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2027496306697068023.post-12533647072979315082009-08-07T16:30:00.000-07:002009-08-07T17:04:08.640-07:00Humane Society<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://wiki.washjeff.edu/download/attachments/15599539/kittydogear_g1md.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://wiki.washjeff.edu/download/attachments/15599539/kittydogear_g1md.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br />The past couple of days Zach and I have had a lot of the day time off, and so we have decided we do not want to spend them cooped up in the apt with our eyes glued on the TV watching brainless shows, so we have made every day an "adventure". We have gone to stores and eaten at restaurant that we never have before, so from 11am to 5pm we have been off going store to store checking out the little hole in the walls that we never discovered in our town. Well today, one of our stops was the Jacksonville Humane Society, BIG MISTAKE, the helpless looks on the puppy and kitties faces as you walked by, broke my heart over and over again. I feel so awful for those poor animals, esp the older cats and older dogs who's owners have given them up, and they are 10 years old. Sigh.. which led to the rest of the day depression and begging of good ole dad to buy me my own apartment so I can rescue the older cats and dogs, he didn't think that was a valid reason to adopt. But if you can adopt, Adopt!!!Kaitlyn Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02447015515854906585noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2027496306697068023.post-71192448363815336212009-08-07T16:22:00.000-07:002009-08-07T16:30:11.441-07:00Babysitting..<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sunnylandbeach.org/babysitter.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.sunnylandbeach.org/babysitter.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a>I am babysitting right now, little Clare she is only 6 months old and the cutest little thing ever. Now.. when I was in high school, babysitting a baby like this would have been a wonderful way of birth control, but when you babysit adorable baby's like this that when they cry it is even cute, you cant help but want your own. Shh.. Don't tell Kathy or Zach, I said that. But, I am not naive to think they are all your own personal dolls, and can wait.. a "couple" more years.Kaitlyn Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02447015515854906585noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2027496306697068023.post-7397282084290063022009-08-07T16:18:00.000-07:002009-08-07T16:22:27.005-07:00Bud Light Lime<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.usatoday.com/money/_photos/2008/03/03/ad-beerx.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 245px; height: 265px;" src="http://images.usatoday.com/money/_photos/2008/03/03/ad-beerx.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br />I strongly dislike Beer, I always have, when I was a freshman in College and beer was the "cheap" drink, more specifically "Natural Light", I would dread drinking it, who would have thought a whole THREE years later, I have found a beer I love to drink, BUD LIGHT LIME, it is so yummy, does not have many calories and I do not feel like a complete alcoholic sitting here drinking it alone.. Well... I have not done that yet, but if I decide to, then... I wont feel so down on myself.<div><br /></div><div>P.s. It is so good, my mom and grandma drink it.. hey.. that should be a campaign for it! </div>Kaitlyn Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02447015515854906585noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2027496306697068023.post-46892675862550822232009-08-02T17:36:00.000-07:002009-08-02T17:54:16.161-07:00Food Poisoning<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://wywhoo.files.wordpress.com/2009/04/foodpoison.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 166px; height: 293px;" src="http://wywhoo.files.wordpress.com/2009/04/foodpoison.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />Now, <span style="font-style: italic;">knock on wood, </span>I have never gotten food poisoning, but I have seen what it does to people and YEESH it is SCARY STUFF!! With Zach having this 24 hour bug, that the lovely Mexicans had not knowingly given to him, has caused for a lot of pain. With throwing up and constant visits to the bathroom, not to mention a girlfriend who is completely convinced he is dying, while she researches what he needs to do to stop some of the stomach pain (i.e. drink lots of water, staying hydrated) it really is an awful thing. Today, Zach text me at work asking for some pep to or Advil anything to help his stomach, now if any of you know Zach you know that he very rarely shows pain, so when he does admit to being in pain, it is very concerning. So hopefully, our night of rented movies and some 7up will help and tomorrow he will be back to his normal self.<br /><br />Special Thanks to Nurse Kathy:: who talked to me all about what to do, and advice not to mention just talked to me 8 times today, just because I was bored and love talking to me mama. None the less, she loves Zach as much as I do, and also shows care and concern for his well being.<br /><br />And Zach:: for putting up with my constant "are you sure we don't need to take you to the doctor", and whenever something is wrong he looks a certain way makes a certain face or ANYTHING, I always am saying "should we go to the doctors". I am the concerned girlfriend and definitely his at school mom, who makes sure he eats all his vegetables and eats healthy and drinks lots of fluids, and boy is that boy patient with me. He loves me for my weirdness my over baringness and my crazy concern that happens if he stubs a toe. But I secretly know that if it was me with the food poisoning, he would have taken me to the hospital in concern, he just wont admit it.Kaitlyn Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02447015515854906585noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2027496306697068023.post-62672395410677650222009-08-02T05:51:00.000-07:002009-08-02T06:42:20.388-07:00Awful,Horrible, No-good,date night<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cartoonstock.com/lowres/rni0026l.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 224px;" src="http://www.cartoonstock.com/lowres/rni0026l.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>So, yesterday was Zach's first day off in a LONG time, (well, he gets one every week, but recently I have either been out of town on his day off or he has to work his second job). So after a long morning, we laid out at the pool and were discussing our plans for the evening,(now that we are both 21 our plans are endless, due to the amount of bars around here), yet, we decided we would rather spend the evening with Zach's fraternity brother, Jay Taylor who lives on Amelia Island (40 min from us), so after a lot of miscommunication and lack of communication the plan was finally set that we would all meet for dinner around 8. So we get to Amelia Island and Jay Taylor and Joe <span style="font-style: italic;">also one of Zach frat brothers</span>, bring along two girls, so we now are taking two cars too dinner, <span style="font-style: italic;">no big deal I was expecting that,</span> Zach and I find a parking spot first and go on in, 45 MINUTE wait inside and sit right away outside, so being it was 8 o'clock and we were starving we opted outside, 15 min later...still no friends, I look at my phone and see 2 missed calls and a text message, Jay hadn't realized we got there first put his name down for inside and went to the bar down the street. So he finally gets there, we get 5 of the 6 orders in and it starts pouring, <span style="font-weight: bold;">UGH</span>, so we bring our chips (we were at a Mexican restaurant) and waters, and cram inside only to find that they have tables upstairs for this exact reason, so we go upstairs and our waiter seems to have forgotten us, well... forgotten Zach since Zach was the last to order, or should I say not order. We get all our drinks and Zach puts in his order... 10 min later <span style="font-weight: bold;">still no corona</span> 15 min later <span style="font-weight: bold;">still no corona</span>, we remind him and still no corona, so now we have got our food, he did in fact get those all straight, and I have finished my beer and ready for beer two and poor Zach,is still drink less, finally after we have finished eating the corona appeared, with the check (<span style="font-style: italic;">jaw dropped) </span>we had split it Zach and I on our own check and the other 4 on one, and our STUPID waiter didn't do it right, so my bill was much more expensive then I had planned, so I was peeved about that, I have recently learned that money does not in fact grow on trees. Needless to say, we didn't get outta dinner until 10:00 pm and it is a 40 min drive home, and his friends were thinking they weren't going to go out just drink at his apt, so after much "discussion", more like "persuasion", we decided to make the hike back to Jacksonville before it got to late. So, I go to transfer money from savings into checking, and there it is, right on my blackberry screen, the STUPID waiter charged me not only for our bill, but for the WHOLE bill, yes, I had TWO transactions totaling over 200 dollars. So of course I call, and understanding foreign people on the phone is damn near impossible, so we turn around and have to go ALL the way back. (Now at this point in the night.. I am so stressed, I have tears in my eyes, dreading the walk BACK into the restaurant to complain, <span style="font-style: italic;">(I am just not that person who does that</span>), so we get there and talk to the bartender and repetitively explain (not to mention the worst part is I tipped, 10% which i <span style="font-weight: bold;">never</span> do, I always do 20 but I was so annoyed at the total cost and our service that I wasn't giving him a penny more than needed), so as I am explaining there is my pathetic tip being repeated to me, grr embarrassed. So finally, it is all clear, phew!!!! The night was over I was winding down from being all stressed out, a smile even crossed my face again (after Kathy, so lectured me on going with the flow or whatever nagging attempt to change my self diagnosed OCD ways were). Around 3am, I was awoken to a weird noise... and there was POOR Zach, hunched over the toilet throwing up, with FOOD POISONING!!<br />Moral of the story, the restaurant stunk and I never want to go there again!Kaitlyn Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02447015515854906585noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2027496306697068023.post-66765146880955415152009-08-01T06:26:00.000-07:002009-08-01T06:31:34.894-07:00I HATE moving!!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.centennialmoving.ca/images/move_cartoon.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 386px; height: 252px;" src="http://www.centennialmoving.ca/images/move_cartoon.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>I feel like every.. 5months I am packing my life up again and moving..no, wait.. I DO!! All in the same city I move, from dorm to home at Christmas then home back to dorm then dorm to apartment over summer now back to dorm. It is annoying, but I guess it has really made me flexible and learn what I do use and do NOT use. Today and yesterday, I will be helping Zach move from his apt to my apt and to storage until Aug 21st where he can move from my apt to his dorm.<br /><br />It helps that I have moved around so much when I was little, but still... Annoying!! Hopefully, Zach and I get a place before second semester and it will be our last move for a while. No more, in and out and time lines! grr.. Off to helping I goKaitlyn Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02447015515854906585noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2027496306697068023.post-18545190574808627622009-07-30T14:49:00.000-07:002009-07-30T14:59:15.780-07:00Back to RealityWell, I am finally back from all my vacationing... for now! Ohio, was so much fun, spending time with my only girl cousins that are around my age is always something I Cherish, especially because they are the closest things to sisters I have. And after spending 2 weeks with them this Summer, I have decided (Zach doesn't get a say), that after Zach and I graduate, we will be making the move up to Ohio, to live closer to them. It isn't a selfish thing as much of you are thinking, because the airline business up-north is booming compared to down here, not to<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDZ7AxgjfKio6Z9gRv9_oCwppFX7mSu200XyHTcWapxUrBu0QhbCtFgsKEyM8MMFxu6ztaxYZYrSwFdPcAi0QsCVg3bkOhZBlekB9EknurXeuUytGai44qpSPT3tszH09V74lnONG0S94/s1600-h/DSC03429.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDZ7AxgjfKio6Z9gRv9_oCwppFX7mSu200XyHTcWapxUrBu0QhbCtFgsKEyM8MMFxu6ztaxYZYrSwFdPcAi0QsCVg3bkOhZBlekB9EknurXeuUytGai44qpSPT3tszH09V74lnONG0S94/s320/DSC03429.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364375945778762386" border="0" /></a> mention I miss not having all four seasons, and want my children to be able to enjoy it, and be able to grow up with there relatives. Zach, however has agreed and so has Kathy (which is in my moving disclosure, wherever I go, Kathy must move ALSO), so in a year and a half hopefully we will be making our move up North and be much closer to our both of our families.<br />While, I was in lovely Pleasantville (what I call the city where my cousins live, because well... it is pleasantville, where no one has cable and the "fun" thing to do is go out and play softball, which my cousins and aunt and uncle still in fact do). We tried on a ton of bridesmaids dresses, and... I tried on a couple of wedding dresses and fell head over heals in love with one, it was in this cute little wedding dress boutique, where my older cousin had gotten her wedding dress and my cousin who is engaged also bought her wedding dress from. So, maybe next summer when we go to Ohio for Laurens wedding, I will be engaged and can in fact also get my dress from this cute little boutique.<br /><br />But, I am glad to be home, and continue on with reality, and prepare for my final year of college.Kaitlyn Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02447015515854906585noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2027496306697068023.post-62841685146062931192009-07-23T07:49:00.000-07:002009-07-23T08:12:10.563-07:00Heated!!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgftbL_mqdPi33AU17v81UmX4b6k6nD2cd8LAwBEZuSXaCAkrYzg6pc4M_5zmsMb4uZ7ZUkIaJH9TpRMvHWynaTwSQtpIfiGpHsf4E-hBAXVh1JiJOmRV7uBJIk9MRJ7MSaoo7L8X1RWw8/s1600-h/peoplemagazinejongosselin.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgftbL_mqdPi33AU17v81UmX4b6k6nD2cd8LAwBEZuSXaCAkrYzg6pc4M_5zmsMb4uZ7ZUkIaJH9TpRMvHWynaTwSQtpIfiGpHsf4E-hBAXVh1JiJOmRV7uBJIk9MRJ7MSaoo7L8X1RWw8/s320/peoplemagazinejongosselin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361673541847364898" border="0" /></a>Now, I know it seems silly to allow a celebrity (he wishes) or someone who is publicized on media to get me fired up, but boy am I at my wits ends, with this one.<br /><br />I needed to send all my relatives picture <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">CD's</span> of our trip, so I go into <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">publix</span> and get the packaging envelopes and am ready to go in the express under 10 isle, when there I see it. JOHN (of john and Kate plus 8), with his new girlfriend COVER of people magazine, OK now editors of People, you think that this family abandoning man deserves anything sort of a front cover is beyond me, especially when there is a whole world of other problems going on, for sorts maybe the front page should be the poor soldier that has been kidnapped and they released a video of him saying how scared he was (that would be a INTELLECTUAL story). This man, who has flown to Paris with his new 22 year old girlfriend to meet with Christian <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Audigier</span> to jet around on a private yacht while posing for photographers is beyond infuriating. <span style="font-style: italic;">This man, has been an argument amongst my friends forever, i think I have even blogged about it prior. </span>Kate, like I have always said may not have been the best wife, but to have her husband posing on the cover of people magazine talking about how happy he is, and how he never thought he could be this happy, while in the BOTTOM left corner is a ant size photo of Kate outside her home, having a picnic with THEIR 8 kids.<br />If he wants to go and start a relationship less than 3 weeks after saying they want a divorce, <span style="font-style: italic;">whatever,</span> but he has some GUTS to be posing all over the tabloids with her, rubbing it in every ones faces. I don't even know Kate, and I still want to strangle him. Marriage is not a temporary stage of life, marriage is a commitment forever, and you would think that if he was TRULY committed that he would be a little more heart broken and a little less already smitten with someone else. GET A LIFE, and get off my magazines, your quite pathetic attempt to gain celebrity status is sickening and I will not spend any more of my time acknowledging him.<br />Please keep Kate in your prayers, though we don't know her side it is quite obvious that her "husband" has abandoned the whole family.Kaitlyn Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02447015515854906585noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2027496306697068023.post-70801384705530724662009-07-23T07:36:00.000-07:002009-07-23T07:47:08.988-07:00NO ONE in the US should be going hungry<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.audiobooksonline.com/media/Eric_Schlosser_Fast_Food_Nation_abridged.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 304px; height: 350px;" src="http://www.audiobooksonline.com/media/Eric_Schlosser_Fast_Food_Nation_abridged.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />I truly don't understand how anyone could go hungry? Yet, I probably spend at least 80% of my money on food, whither it be groceries or going out to eat, all my money seems to fly out of my purse. Yet, yesterday I had an Epiphany, Zach, <span style="font-style: italic;">ultimate fast food junky,</span> got so excited yesterday because it was Wed, <span style="font-style: italic;">now let me tell you at this point I have already think he has gone complete crazy,</span> then he continues to tell me that Wednesday means... free roast beef sandwiches at Arbys! Now, I am no fast food craze like he is, but FREE MEANS FREE and that's money I would have spent on actual lunch. So we went for lunch and... dinner! And, I spent no money yesterday, then as I watched TV I saw Thursday is Free McDonald's coffee all day, and Tuesdays are free root beer floats at Sonic. Now maybe, if I take-up these nice offers, I will have lots of money to spend on lots of other things and MAYBE I can single handedly raise the suffering economy, by spending money, needless to say after all this free FAST food, I may need to spend that money on a personal trainer or Liposuction, but I had no clue that so many things were given away for free. I am going to eat that fast food, and enjoy every greasy bit of it, you only live once, and I know I don't want to be on my death bed wishing I had that FREE root beer float.Kaitlyn Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02447015515854906585noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2027496306697068023.post-7572886213570534262009-07-23T06:03:00.000-07:002009-07-23T06:17:59.994-07:00Katie is short for.. Spontaneous<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.wallpaperstock.net:81/woman-and-plane-wallpapers_13540_1280x1024.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 389px; height: 310px;" src="http://img.wallpaperstock.net:81/woman-and-plane-wallpapers_13540_1280x1024.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Yesterday, LATE afternoon (7sh) my mom called and we had a normal day to day chitty chat, and she was asking if I had gotten the itinerary she sent me (I am going home August 9Th), then she informs me that if I want to see my girl cousins who live in Ohio before the summer ends to let her know and she will book my flight. So me, realizing Summer= only 4 more weeks, 1 of which I will be at home so that leaves three. So I get on the phone with my cousins, (these are in fact the girl cousins that the middle one is getting married, and I am in her wedding) and they tell me they are going out of town next Friday, so that leaves TWO weeks. So, curiosity kills the cat and I am scouring the Internet for available options, and I came up with few and as if God had planned on me going, a 190 dollar ROUND TRIP flight comes available for... Tomorrow morning! So, having to take advantage of this great bargain, I am booked and ready to leave tomorrow morning until Wed. But in my defense, you couldn't even get a ticket to south Florida for 95$ each way, let alone Ohio, so it is definitely a sign. So, I will be spending my weekend trying on bridesmaid dresses (maybe even sneaking on the occasional wedding dress) not eating till 10 oclock at night, and running around like a chicken without a head (connett fast paced life style).<br />So, I am off to Pleasentville!!Kaitlyn Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02447015515854906585noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2027496306697068023.post-22683975146909832582009-07-21T13:00:00.000-07:002009-07-21T13:14:14.624-07:00Young at heart<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://www.justforgrins.net/catalog/images/mash.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 341px; height: 422px;" src="https://www.justforgrins.net/catalog/images/mash.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>Do you remember the game MASH? of course you do!<br />It is that fun elementary school game, where you plot out your future by picking out 5 options for each category (i.e. husband,car,career,honeymoon,kids, pets, city you live, and of course MASH: which means are you going to live in a Mansion,Apartment,Shack, or House, then your friend says start and makes little dashes and depending on how many dashes you have down determine what your future holds) Well, I rediscovered this game on our what was supposed to be 9 hour drive (turned into 11 hour drive) back to Jacksonville. Poor Zach, drove as I nagged him about picking 5 different options for every category, of course when it came to wife, he stubbornly chose "katie, katie z, kaitlyn. kaitlyn marie, kaitlyn z" and to his surprise when it was my turn and my choices ranged from "zach...", and then 4 adorable celebrities that just popped into my head, randomly hehe. But I forgot how fun it is, and what great laughs it is. I found a website where you can actually play it, with the computer (boy, has technology come along way).<br />http://www.espin.com/mash-game.php<br />Point of this is... the littlest <span style="font-weight: bold;">STUPIDEST </span>things, can be so much fun! Stop take in a fresh of air, enjoy the moment and lighten up the mood with a pointless childhood game.<br /><br />You never believe when your parents say:: enjoy this moment cause time flies when your having fun, and boy does it.. I still can't believe I am about to start my senior year of college and then I have to be a <span style="font-style: italic;">grown up..</span> I don't even know what I am going to do after a year.. ah! Time to play some childish games like shoots and laders and MASH, and enjoy my blast from the past.Kaitlyn Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02447015515854906585noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2027496306697068023.post-13414535659555875052009-07-19T13:08:00.000-07:002009-07-19T13:56:24.338-07:00Bitter Sweet Vacation<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cartoonstock.com/newscartoons/cartoonists/mba/lowres/mban1561l.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 368px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.cartoonstock.com/newscartoons/cartoonists/mba/lowres/mban1561l.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>*Sigh*, So after a fun filled full week of vacationing I am back to Jacksonville and continuing on with <span style="font-style: italic;">real </span>life, <span style="font-weight: bold;">boo!!<span style="font-weight: bold;"> </span></span>Vacations are something that you count down for as soon as the date is set, and once it has come and gone, it is disappointing, nothing left to count down for.<br /><br />Let me tell you a little bit about our family reunion, we spent 9 hours getting there, and once we got there it was pure chaos. My Aunt Debbie, sends all 26 to the grocery to pick up 1000$ worth of groceries for the week, considering that is the closest thing to civilization and it is still 45 min away. Every night a family was assigned to a different DELICIOUS meal, and during the days we would take out the 2 speed boats so people could, ski, knee board, or tube and the platoon bloat, for the people who just wanted to relax and float in the water. I did a lot of both, tubing has always been my all time favorite, the rush and unexpectedness of the whole thing. Well anyways everyday, we would wake up have coffee and go out on the boats till around 3-4 come back in for lunch go back out around 5-6 and stay out till 8-9 when we would BEGIN to make dinner. So, needless to say every night was a long night, where we were close to eating each other due to starvation. After dinner, we would all sit around and shit chat and play the occasional drinking game. On Thurs however, big bad Dad, decided he was going to drive the speed boat while my mom and I tubed, (<span style="font-style: italic;">we should have known he was going to try to kill us)</span>, we held on for a good long time with an occasional light fall here and there. AND THEN... we hit what seemed to be a TSUNAMI, the biggest of all big waves, we both flew in the air like super hero's, banging into each other and trying to reach the top of the water to breath again. I landed on my back, causing loss of breath not to mention whip lash that I am still paying for to this minute, and my mom practically broke her poor ring finger, that her ring is still jammed on. So my Thur and Fri were extreme headaches and neck aches. But.. that still didn't damper my mood and still come Sat morning when it was time to say goodbye, I still teared up and wanted to start the week over so bad.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIyDgDKxafnbT1JTyNl7KFm8oeDMW46LAzhFqEfq_kkQAS01vkGWDJAAJZvQMPi4vpPt3UgvKKQHYs0KaUJvlt3SzNXT337KGaYKmcgIkAVeRCi9PF4iawYNSbNKl1ZXvlYFoWRGWUdDg/s1600-h/DSC02327.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIyDgDKxafnbT1JTyNl7KFm8oeDMW46LAzhFqEfq_kkQAS01vkGWDJAAJZvQMPi4vpPt3UgvKKQHYs0KaUJvlt3SzNXT337KGaYKmcgIkAVeRCi9PF4iawYNSbNKl1ZXvlYFoWRGWUdDg/s400/DSC02327.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360275295953627906" border="0" /></a>My moms family, consists of her 3 brothers, Steve and Debbie who have 3 daughters, Lindsey 25, Lauren 23 (whose wedding I am in) and Hillary 18. Then Brian and Lyn who have Casey 26 and Morgan 22. Finally Gary and Dianne who just have Elisabeth who is 8 and my all time little mini-me through the whole trip. All of the older cousins brought there significant others making it a BIG party. I have grown up, VERY, close to all of my cousins and as we get older we only seem to get closer and closer, so making a yearly trip to all come together is a definite must. Not to mention this year we celebrated Zach's 21st birthday with a Fiesta, My cousins Casey's Wife's Baby shower, and Hillary's Boyfriend Se ans 19Th birthday, So lots and lots to celebrate.<br /><br />Now you are probably wondering what the "bitter" is about in my title, well let me tell you that I have intense separation anxiety (self diagnosed, of course), whenever I have to say goodbye, I start crying <span style="font-weight: bold;">hysterically</span>, and when I have to say goodbye after fun vacations these tears can last up to days (i.e. after Aruba, a full week of crying that it was over). The one person that I really get upset with saying goodbye is my mom, now let me explain its not just a little tear when EVER I say goodbye to her, it is sobbing the whole way home. My mom and I have a great relationship, like I have said many times she is my best friend. I have had so many "best friends" disappoint me but with my mom it is different, she lectures me/nags me/ complains to me/ yells at me, yet she loves me unconditionally. She is like the big sister I never had, we could be fighting one minute and laughing the next. I have always said that my mom is my best friend and if she could she would be my maid of honor. So it is VERY bitter saying goodbye to her, and to all of my family, spending any time away from people you love is sad, let alone long periods of time, when you don't know when it will be again. Not to mention, when I come back to Jacksonville it is just Zach and I, so we have spent a week constantly around people to being alone, especially cause Zach works so much, so eating lunch alone, really stinks.<br /><br />So now I am home, peeling/with a neck ache and some sort of sun poisoning or something (long story) and SAD!!<br />Not to mention, I have a grocery list as long as toilet paper role, and 1000 errands to be ran! boo. pity party for Katie!<br /><br />BUT FOR MORE PICTURES OF OUR VACATION GO TO::::<br /> http://picasaweb.google.com/kzeppenKaitlyn Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02447015515854906585noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2027496306697068023.post-23036648299065256102009-07-10T06:28:00.000-07:002009-07-10T06:51:33.372-07:00Blog break!!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cartoonstock.com/newscartoons/cartoonists/mba/lowres/mban948l.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 345px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.cartoonstock.com/newscartoons/cartoonists/mba/lowres/mban948l.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cartoonstock.com/newscartoons/cartoonists/mba/lowres/mban948l.jpg"><br /></a><div>Today is the day we venture to TN for the family reunion. Now a little description of where I will be for the next week, huge log cabin on lake Norris in TN, where the closest civilization is...I <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Don't even know!</span>Last time we went two summers ago, I asked the local who ran the gas station that fills up the boats.. what they did for fun, he explained "well, we gotta tree swing, and we go four Wheeling". So, no Internet, no cell phone service, no CIVILIZATION at all. But that's OK, being in a house with all my cousins and my family and all of our significant others sounds like just the vacation I need. So pray for this one house in TN, that is holding the <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">whole</span> clan.LAKE NORRIS HERE WE COME!!!</div><div><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 186px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQQ6J3hScNk-_Xa9gM6iK_PymOzh_lpayPeqaxDM7i65hqmv-ubVnf1bWS1IX1X9_xv1FNb69KOt-OS3wGwjCW3bPui_hKphLW6utb75o2hqy7dlPkr9cON6cW6i-JLoakkMYmJhdwKDI/s200/DSC02096.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356827014366525842" /></div><div>Also.. Happy Birthday to Zachary Tomorrow!!!! I love you with all my heart, and I can not wait to spend the rest of my life with you. You are definitely my better half, my best friend and my backbone I don't know what I would do without you. God has really blessed me, by bringing you into my life. Thanks for your Patience and understanding, and loving me for who I am. </div>Kaitlyn Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02447015515854906585noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2027496306697068023.post-58933819573781158522009-07-09T05:32:00.000-07:002009-07-09T05:43:02.309-07:00Here comes the....<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.iwatchstuff.com/2007/10/16/27-dresses-poster.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 668px;" src="http://www.iwatchstuff.com/2007/10/16/27-dresses-poster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">GOT YA!</span> Bridesmaid!! For the first time, in my WHOLE life, I was asked to be a bridesmaid in a wedding. My cousin Lauren is two years older than me and getting married next summer and low and behold she wants <span style="font-weight: bold;">me</span> to be standing next to her. I am so excited, I just cant hide it!! My mom was just talking about how I have yet to go through my close cycle of girl friends getting married. I mean I know older girls that were a year or two older than me get married, but we <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">weren't</span> close or anything. I put the picture of 27 dresses on here, a. because it is a cute movie about how she is a bridesmaid 27 times and b. because hopefully it is the start of something wonderful, BRIDAL SEASON!!<br /><br />How can one not love weddings, I think there is something so magical about them! I am a very sappy person for those of you who <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">don't</span> know. Whenever, I watch weddings on TLC or anything like that I start crying, not sobbing, but shedding a tear or two. Not to mention as I have said previously that I buy wedding magazines like it is my job. Interesting... Maybe I should be a wedding planner??? Ya right, I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">don't</span> think Id cry at weddings anymore, I think I would rejoice in the fact it was over. Nope, cant take something that special and make it a career. I hope, I get over this wedding crying thing or I am going to be a HOT MESS at my own wedding..Kaitlyn Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02447015515854906585noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2027496306697068023.post-822702111033977802009-07-07T06:27:00.000-07:002009-07-07T06:57:56.761-07:00My disgusting roommate<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i.ehow.com/images/GlobalPhoto/Articles/4765388/CleaningKitchen_Full.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 294px; height: 372px;" src="http://i.ehow.com/images/GlobalPhoto/Articles/4765388/CleaningKitchen_Full.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Well, I bet you all are wondering whatever happened on the Fourth, <span style="font-style: italic;">Did Amanda ever come leave the house, so I could be social again?? YES!! </span>She did in fact leave around 1 o'clock to go to the beach, I came out of my room and <span style="font-style: italic;">yuck</span>! I hadn't noticed the night before because I was so into my sneaking around that the condition of our kitchen was Unlivable! <span style="font-style: italic;">what do I mean by that??</span> I mean my sloppy roommate Bailey, decided to have people over when no one was there, break a bottle of beer <span style="font-weight: bold;">not clean it up</span>,leave all dishes in sink, leave green beans <span style="font-style: italic;">that were in fact growing fuzzy things</span> still on the pot on the stove, and half a eaten pizza <span style="font-weight: bold;">covered in ants</span> on the counter. Not to mention here in FL we have a thing called COCKROACHES that do in fact love beer, so there guest appearance in my kitchen was not in any fact surprising. <span style="font-weight: bold;">I WAS LIVID,</span> my first instinct was to call mom, I needed a sane woman to tell me that this in fact was disgusting, after that I went to work, bleaching <span style="font-weight: bold;">everything (</span><span style="font-style: italic;">the floor, the counter, the trash can), </span>anything to get the 1 inch layer of beer off the ground and the bugs <span style="font-weight: bold;">as far from me as possible.</span> So after I spent <span style="font-weight: bold;">all</span> of my fourth cleaning, I discovered a problem... <span style="font-style: italic;">Amanda was going to come back and notice that the apartment was a complete 180, so how was I going to explain that I didn't come home in time to go and get drunk at the beach with all my friends, cleaning fairy??</span> No, I text ed Amanda saying I was back and soon after received 10000 texts calling me "grandma" for staying and cleaning rather than having a "fun"time with them. <span style="font-weight: bold;">But</span>, I didn't care, because after my cleaning and after Zach got back from work, we grilled hot dogs and hamburgers,made my famous buffalo dip, took a long walk through the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">neighborhood</span> and enjoyed spending my 4Th SOBER with the one person that I love.<br /><br />Now on-to more important things, this coming Saturday is the man I loves birthday!! Now,if you have been keeping track, Sat we will be in Lake Norris for my family reunion, and with both Zach and Is crazy life, we decided to celebrate his birthday on Sun. Zach wrote all about it in his blog, so I wont go into crazy details, except the fact that Zach's dad came into town today and they are celebrating his birthday and then all of us are going to dinner tonight!! I can NOT wait. 3 Days until we leave for our 8 hour drive to Lake Norris!!<br /><br />Oh my I almost forgot, I was so excited to find that our "on demand" has workouts on TV it is my NEW addiction, I did a little something called <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Cardioke</span> last night, yes, it is what it sounds like <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Karaoke</span> with <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Cardio</span>. AMAZING. yet Zach and I were tired...ok...EXHAUSTED after just ten minutes. But it was so fun! Who said working out had to be a bad thing??Kaitlyn Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02447015515854906585noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2027496306697068023.post-41458718524238193272009-07-04T08:35:00.000-07:002009-07-04T08:51:32.117-07:00Read post before this to understand!You have to read my post before this to understand!!<br />But I while I am just lying here..<br />I decided to upload pictures from when I was in Tampa..<br />First is a VERY sweaty one of my dad and I at the Pat Benetar concert! My dad isn't smiling though, bah humbag! He was enjoying himself, dont let the picture fool you!<br />The second is of my friend Amanda (who has me barricaded in my room, when she came to Tampa and we went to the Blue Martini)<br />The last is one of Zach and I (his new haircut and a new dress of mine, before I went to my great grandmas for dinner)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpvi88PUifd9hyhfU-fFdqGP1ht0KqG9Tn6humbUqJ3AAUj_uEi8ONvR8ybG3FBE9XtJeASq6_XhSYjItOzVijKCGFNYIcolLyJcnSB21_VSFlbqtefB3oEApaM5wh9EWPTST8hC0HhPA/s1600-h/DSC02105.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpvi88PUifd9hyhfU-fFdqGP1ht0KqG9Tn6humbUqJ3AAUj_uEi8ONvR8ybG3FBE9XtJeASq6_XhSYjItOzVijKCGFNYIcolLyJcnSB21_VSFlbqtefB3oEApaM5wh9EWPTST8hC0HhPA/s320/DSC02105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354632162921504482" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_C4PmY2wyJ7xrCljlZgANYMcjEsFlVbRf_xubvWG_ecH10VF03cBGYFeUwowFTO3igGAhwifqWY8wh95FgiYIqH6fTPK_HDJ0K5pqT_t81kaZhyphenhyphenJH_YZfEXGSvvz9whYLCNABxAULOT0/s1600-h/DSC02103.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_C4PmY2wyJ7xrCljlZgANYMcjEsFlVbRf_xubvWG_ecH10VF03cBGYFeUwowFTO3igGAhwifqWY8wh95FgiYIqH6fTPK_HDJ0K5pqT_t81kaZhyphenhyphenJH_YZfEXGSvvz9whYLCNABxAULOT0/s320/DSC02103.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354632060975621314" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqYHCqsi1yZ9kDT4vzrCkzDD-_RPnOs0gFOY4CzyEkWWTa1f2cPL6fqCF4JTcL4wZ-Kk981X-yVAN1QFLG2Gs7FB0ECREDHb_qdTzAcE0cWC3sgU49BVotjl0CePgrYuXsTpxRw0OZfcM/s1600-h/DSC02101.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqYHCqsi1yZ9kDT4vzrCkzDD-_RPnOs0gFOY4CzyEkWWTa1f2cPL6fqCF4JTcL4wZ-Kk981X-yVAN1QFLG2Gs7FB0ECREDHb_qdTzAcE0cWC3sgU49BVotjl0CePgrYuXsTpxRw0OZfcM/s320/DSC02101.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354631977498998386" border="0" /></a>Kaitlyn Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02447015515854906585noreply@blogger.com0