Quick update

Sorry for the lack o' posting. I'm swamped with this bridal fair thing this weekend. If you're in the area, feel free to stop by Independence Center Sat or Sun and say hi! Sunday, if I'm not completely exhausted, I'll post about Addie's birthday and whatnot. Just so you know where things stand, Dell is coming over tonight....to spend the night! Hot-tall-Irish lovings for Kat!
~K

Bit O' Birthday Girl Convo

SS: Mommy, I'm thirsty.
K: Would you like some juice?
SS: Why yes please! I'd love some! That juice is so good...and good FOR me!


I seriously have the world's coolest kid!
~K

Tres anos

You all know what happened three years ago today, so I'll skip that part. Even though Addie's birthday is tomorrow, she was born just after midnight, so today is actually what I'd consider the BIG day as far as I go.

My first blog was on LiveJournal, and I went back to see what I had posted at that time...

Thought I'd share...


Kat (katnkc) wrote,@ 2005-01-22 07:54:00

Current mood:
hopeful
yay!Happy Due Date #2 to me!Happy Due Date #2 to me!Happy Due Date #2 dear Mommy and Addilyn (we guess).Happy Due Date #2 to me!

Notice that was the FREAKING TWENTY-SECOND!!! Also, that was the SECOND due date they'd given me, after they moved it!


Kat (katnkc) wrote,@ 2005-01-23 02:34:00

SOOOO close.I just back back from the hospital. I'm close, but not quite there, and they didn't want to induce because it's the weekend. Cross your fingers we finish out tommorrow. :D

I had Emily staying the weekend, and after five hours of counting contractions we all went to the hospital to find I was in labor, but it wasn't strong enough, and doctor's don't like be called in for help on the weekends. WTF?


Kat (katnkc) wrote,@ 2005-01-24 19:50:00

I AM GETTING INDUCED!!!! WOOT! More later, but I'll have the baby by this weekend!

FYI, breaking down in your doctor's office is a sure way to convince them the strain is too much and they should induce.


Kat (katnkc) wrote,@ 2005-01-25 15:14:00

and the date is set...Thursday....as in the DAY AFTER TOMMORROW!!! at 6 AM. Scary.

It's great....you wait all this time just have the baby already...then you have a date and you're like "Ummm...what if we waited?"


Kat (katnkc) wrote,@ 2005-01-26 11:11:00

Current mood:
Panic
Ok. I've changed my mind. I don't want to be pregnant....I don't want to be a mom....I just want to be me. Think it's too late?

Typical Kat. Wait until right before, then change your mind.


Kat (katnkc) wrote,@ 2005-01-27 03:33:00

Current mood:
drained
Ok so...It's 3:30 in the morning....I haven't been to bed....I can't GO to bed because if I do I won't get up....and I have the most physically exhausting day of my life ahead of me. I'm hit the doors at 6 and sleeping until they hand me the baby. I wish. You might ask why I'm not sleeping? That's a horribly long story for another time, but suffice it to say that I was once again amazed at the sheer self absorbedness (is that a word?) of the two main support people in my life: my husband and mother. However, this is not the time to get into a blow by blow account of why my loved ones suck so much hippo ass. I would just like to point out that due to the fact I'll be in the hospital, I won't be commenting or posting for a few days. However, I still love you all, and when I return I'll have a horrid lot of baby pictures to show you. Except Dilly. Because she thinks babies are ugly. :P

Honestly, I don't remember why I was mad at my mom, but I'ma go with the typical issue we had back then of whenever Michael got abusive and she'd tell me I need to stay with him because God wanted us too. It took me a few years, but I eventually decided God would rather I live, so I left. FYI-It takes a special kinda person to beat the shit out of his wife hours before she delivers his child....then bring her roses in the hospital.


Also, on the 31st I posted a pic of Newborn Addie.

dilvalicious 2005-01-31 07:20 pm UTC (from 199.188.42.65) (link) Select
hee hee...what a little hot potato!And yes, she is cute...

Didn't want to turn all my readers into Dilly-haters.

There's more but it's all new mom gushing. :)
~K

PS of the week

~K

"I never knew that everything was falling through. That everyone I knew was waiting on a cue , To turn and run when all I needed was the truth. But that's how its got to be. It's coming down to nothing more than apathy. I'd rather run the other way than stay and see The smoke and who's still standing when it clears."

The Fray-Over My Head

Grrr.

So there was this table and chair set I wanted for Addie on Craig's List. I e-mailed the lady to see if it was still available, it was, we worked out a meeting time for tomorrow, exchanged info, good to go.

She just emailed me asking me to come get it NOW because she had several people interested in it. I told her that I couldn't make it today, as I was not stupid enough to drive 40 miles roundtrip in this weather, in a car with no heat just for a fucking table. Ok, I didn't send that last part.

My point is, whatever happened to integrity? We had a verbal agreement, every thing was peachy. Were I in her position, I would have told the other people there was someone interested, but if that fell through, I'd get back to them. How hard is that??? Irksome.

Also irking Kat today....Missouri weather. It's currently 27, wind chill of 16, and snowing. Tomorrow will be sunny and 50, continuing up to Monday with a high of 56. Tuesday's forecast? 37.

What.
The.
Fuck?

~K

Tidbits

I've decided I'm going to start a few recurring post titles here. You may have noticed some of them. Whiskey Tango Foxtrot means something has occurred that has blown me away, and that I have to share with ya'll. If I have to explain what Whiskey Tango Foxtrot means, you shouldn't be reading this at all. :) QFS is a short story that I gotta kick outta that I think you guys might too. Tidbits means I have several things I want to mention, but they have no connection to each other. That stated...allow me to proceed.

-I received a second degree burn on my face tonight. See, that doesn't sound right. "Received" implies it was given, and I took it, when it was more a vicious attack from a pot of evil mashed potatoes. Cliff Notes: I was stirring, they got too hot, popped once and burned my finger, so I removed them from the burner, at which point they fought back and popped a glob towards my eye. Luckily, it caught me right under the eye, robbing me of the chance to say I was blinded by a starch, but leaving a nice dime sized blister. And with Dell coming over for dinner tomorrow too. How romantic.

-I added a sidebar for tv shows I'm watching. Now, I don't watch a lot of tv, don't even have cable. These are shows that interested me enough that I rented the seasons disc by disc from Blockbuster, and thought I'd share with you. If I've listed it, I like it, and recommend it.

-Those of you reading this know me pretty well, and know that I'm a fan of porn, rather, erotica. My favorite site, Literotica, sponsors monthly and holiday contests for user submitted stories. While I've been reading the stories for YEARS, I've yet to turn anything in. I thought I'd try my hand at the Valentine's Day contest though. When I'm finished, and it's uploaded, I'll pass the link on so you can vote for it. (PLEASE!) but for now I want to share a little something about my writing.

I suck.

Well, I'm not a bad writer, I just feel the need to add too much detail. What makes this piece extra hard is that it's mostly autobiographical, so there's a lot running through my head about the real scene. I'm at a page and a half, and there's yet to be any sex, which is NOT going to fly on that site, trust you me! I'll keep you posted on my progress.

-After cleaning the bathroom today I have encountered a mystery of life. How in the wild blue FUCK can men NOT hit the toilet...and not notice/care? It's a big fucking hole AND they get to hold themselves to aim! The logistics aren't that hard! I swear, the first man I find that doesn't leave piss spots on the rim and puts the seat down, I'ma marry.

-This is my 50th post! I'm incredibly proud of myself for being able to keep up with a blog for so long! Woohoo!

Ok, off to bed now. I have to get up early to finish cleaning the house for Dinner with Dell, and Addie's birthday party Sunday.
~K

QFS (Quick funny story)

So, after mentioning the laptop STD to him, dear, sweet, chocolate covered Nate went to Office Depot and happened to find a virus software on sale. Not just ANY virus software...heavens no....but the one that Consumer Digest rated top. (If that man buys that damned magazine one more time, I shall be forced to dispose of him in truly unladylike fashion. For the record, Batan, I will not be purchasing an HD tv, GPS system, or tax software, even IF 83% of my demographic recommends it.) He was hoping that he could bring the laptop up in safe mode, install the software, and it would recognize and remove the virus. While this didn't work, he did notice something else strange on there....

N: Heeeeeeey. You've got Quickbooks on here!

K: Umm...yeah....I've got it on the desktop too.

N: Huh. Wonder how that happened.

Seriously. Nate would prefer to believe that Bill Gates has taken to designing viruses that mysteriously install Windows products on my computers than to take the time to remember the conversation we had about me getting it for the business books.

Ah well. He's good at lifting heavy objects.
~K

Whiskey Tango Foxtrot?

It's 10 pm...and I'm exhausted! I rented a coupla movies, but I'm honestly too tired to watch them!

The dreaded personal message/double post

To anyone but Him, disregard.

I have no idea if you'll check this again, but wanted to say something without bringing it up needlessly. One of the main reasons I blog is to purge thoughts from my system because it's easier to see and work through in print. I'm sure you of all people understand this. I thought to myself that since you have the address now I would have to censor what I say, (and I know that you're thinking right now that I shouldn't) but I decided that would defeat the purpose of it all. Ergo, I shall continue as I would if you had no idea it even exists. If you read something that concerns you or that you'd like to comment on, please address this with me, as opposed to freaking. :) I know that communicating is more your style, and this post is needless, but I feel better for saying it.

Viva la football, gambling, car maintenance, and that last one....eventually. :)
~Katrina

"Goin' on a year now and I ain't had nothin' twixt my nethers weren't run on batteries!"
You know. :)

Repeat after self.

I will not fuck this up.
I will not fuck this up.
I will not fuck this up.


Oh, and birthday shoutouts (Man I loathe that word) to HWSNBN. If it makes you feel any better, I've been laid only twice on my birthday. And once was due to a temporary lack of sanity. (Low self esteem is a poor bedfellow.)
~K

"My hopes are so high that your kiss might kill me....so won't you kill me, so I die happy?"
Dashboard Confessional - Hands Down

Why is it....

-that other people start relationships and view them as moving towards serious, but I start them and view them as moving towards ending?

-that I am a creature that craves consistancy and always knowing where I am, yet am attracted to guys that aren't?

-that I can't honestly believe there's anything anyone should see in me, yet spend a lot of the time pissed that no one takes the time to look?

-that I cry when I'm frustrated, and everything frustrates me?

-that I feel him pulling back, and brace myself for him leaving, when there's nothing to really leave from yet?
~K

What a day this has been...

I didn't bother doing a weekend update last weekend because nothing terribly exciting happened. I didn't update through the week because I was busy....and yet, got VERY little accomplished. It happens. At least, that's what I tell myself.



Few minor updates before I launch into This Weekend-

-Addie's birthday party next weekend, stay tuned for those that might be invited. Evites to follow.



-I'm doing a bridal fair @ Independence Center the weekend after next. Should give me lots of leads, and be the first REAL start to this business. Thanks goes to Danny-boy and HWSNBN (He Who Shall Not Be Named) as it wouldn't have been possible without them. I owe you guys, but thank you most for your belief in me. :)



Ok...so...this weekend.



I recently renewed communications with a gentleman I used to chat with. He's mentioned in this blog actually, though in the spirit of true forgiveness I won't mention where. I'd read a piece of his work online, commented on it, (I believe I proposed actually.) we started chatting, and a large connection developed. We talked on the phone for hours...including most of the drive to Chicago over Labor Day weekend, to Heather's ire. The weekend after, we met....and it didn't go as I had hoped. He attempted to disentangle himself from my life quickly, but, as you all know, I'm not the type. I demanded answers, he offered a handful that I called bullshit on, and a final one that I thought was an attempt to make me feel better. (Was falling for someone else.) I'd thought/hoped that an online friendship could still occur, but it became evident it wasn't to be. Honestly, I was heartbroken.....not over him....overly the lost connection....and horridly pissed at myself for getting hopeful and losing out again.



He sent an apology the other day, I happened to be online, and we started discussing the resolution of something that I'd mentioned to him before, simply because he was one of the few people that would honestly understand. After that talk he said the one thing that would make *any* woman swoon:



Dell (1/14/2008 2:58:57 PM): I am truly sorry for my former behavior.

Dell (1/14/2008 2:59:39 PM): I was an idiot, Katrina.

(He calls me Katrina....I lurve it.)



We talked about what had happened (the other woman was the truth) and how that didn't work out....mentioned getting together...and fell into one of our amazing rambling chats. Long story short, we made loose plans for Saturday. I called to discuss those on Friday and he told me that some friends had invited him to dinner and gambling at the casino...and invited me. I asked dress code and he made a sarcastic comment about getting out his tux....then called back and said that he *did* want to dress up....so we did! He came to get me....and my GOD, had I forgotten how good looking he is. It's intimidating, honestly. (Though I saw an old pic of him and he looked like a complete nerd....so that was helpful.) Dark suit, french blue shirt (and my close friends know about my fetish with french blue shirts. *shiver*) all he needed was fudge topping and I'da gobbled him up.



Frankly, I was anxious as hell. As unnerving as a first date is, a second date after a bad first date is even worse....you know it's the make or break point. Throw a few months of not talking in there and it's worse. As it was....



It was "The Date That Should Have Been." By that I mean *that* was what I was expecting the first date to be like. It was perfect.



Saturday I went to see Em and Mom's basketball team. (Mom coaches.) After, ran some errands, and borrowed Mom's car and headed north to Dell's house. Arriving there about an hour and a half later than I wanted, we ran to Wal-Mart to get stuff for dinner and whatnot, then returned and did a damn good job of making dinner together....not that I did much. Contrary to the compliments he bestowed, sauteing vegetables does not a good cook one make. We settled down with dinner and watched the first episode of "Firefly." (I've never seen it and he extracted a promise from me months ago that I would wait to watch it with him. I'd yet to get around to watching it yet.) It was another outstanding evening, but one that required some reminders that we're taking things slow.



Crashed at Mom's, and Addie and I headed out in the morning. Picked up Nate, grabbed lunch, and we hit up a flea market and some other stores. Got the decorations for Addie's party (yay!) and Addie fell in love with this ordinary teddy bear that HAD to be purchased. (Not that she asked for him, or cried or screamed....she simply said "The teddy bear isn't going bye-bye with us? Oh." and wouldn't take her eyes off him. Went back to Nate's for dinner, got irked at him (that man needs to learn to think before he speaks, seriously.) and left to avoid a fight. Came home, threw Addie in the tub, and unloaded. Addie and The Teddy Bear curled up to watch a movie....and here we find ourselves.



All in all, a success. Must be, I rambled more than usual. Forgive me.

~K
*while looking for suitable lyrics, the laptop contracted a virus. Unsure as to how, and damned lucky that I have a desktop as back up. Anyone know how to fix that?!? I can't even get the damned thing to boot up!*

PS of the week

Nothing to say that this doesn't say already.
~K

PS of the week

As thirty approaches....and it's only two and a half years away....I find myself in a bit of panic. Right before I turned 26 I suddenly realized that this was the only life I get...and there's no going back to reclaim time I "missed" It's a scary feeling.

~K


"Get busy living, or get busy dying."
Rita Hayworth and the Shawnshank Redemption - Stephen King

Best. Picture. Ever!

Short Stuff and my sister, Emily

Best. Feeling. Ever.

You know how when you're sick, and you can't bring yourself to shower, and then when you start feeling better you realize how yuck you smell, so you take the hottest shower you can stand and you just feel yourself relaxing...all that ick floating away....and you can almost feel the sickness leaving you and washing down the drain?


I love that.

~K

Whiskey Tango Foxtrot?!?

I just found an OVAL vanilla wafer. What the hell is this world coming to?
~K

PS of the week/Weekend Update

While I believe it's meant as an insult, I take it as a piece of friendly advice.

So, the weekend....Friday night was Heth's birthday, so we went to dinner, exchanged Christmas presents (she made me an AWESOME wine and cheese basket, and got me a journal and address book set for the business), and then hit a bar for karaoke. I was accompanied by *East, a new guy. East is perfect...which is a little daunting. He seems really into me, but he is also new to KC, and doesn't really know anyone else, so....we shall see. We all had fun, went to breakfast after the bar, and dropped Heth at a friend's. There was an accident that was severly slowing up traffic right after East's place, so I hung out for a bit waiting for that to clear, then hit up Wal-Mart, since there are none close to me. I swear, I spent an hour in the Christmas clearance aisle alone. Got home about 6:30 AM and hit the hay.

Saturday was lazy, but I did manage to catch a movie, One Missed Call. The movie was great....at least what I could hear/see of it. The theater was FULL of hooligans. It was bad enough we got free re-entry passes because everyone complained.

Sunday has involved cleaning the house. Addie has completely taken over since Christmas, and we're regaining control!

See, not that eventful. There's more I could put here, but honestly, I don't feel like it right now. :)

BTW, I try to remain apolitical here, but feel the need to mention that a good friend of mine, Josh High, will be sent to "The Sandbox," as he calls it, some time this week. Prayers, thoughts, good vibes for him and his family, ok? He's leaving behind a wife and little girl.

~K

"When the rich wage war, it's the poor who die."

Linkin Park-Hands Held High

Honestly....

I'm just not ready yet. Not sure I will be for a long time. I'm not being fair....but maybe it's my turn to be the one in control.
~K
"All I really want's to be with you
And feel like I matter too."
Gin Blossoms-Hey Jealousy

Is it just me....

....or is it hilarious that they felt the need to tell us which one was Huckabee? (Psst....he's on the left! (L) )

~K

Cue random thoughts

- I wish Auj would stop sending me cartoon porn via text message. It's too small to enjoy that pic of Jessica Rabbit as a pre-op, and the shot of Alice (Of Wonderland fame) taking a money shot is mildly pedofilic. Also, I'm starting to wonder about her.

-When the screen door isn't latched, and the wind catches it, the rust hinges sound like a drunken flute player. It's actually quite pretty, which is why I haven't brought out the WD40. That, and sheer laziness.

-Addie thinks the above mentioned melodic noise is the snowman on the doormat singing. When it stops she jumps on the snowman's face saying "Sing again, Mr. 'Nowman!"

-Words Addie has learned without my consent and uses hourly: Never (Neber, neber, neber, NEBER do dat 'gin!), Dangerous (You can't go shopping without me, Mommy! It's...dangerous!), Capture/Tackle (These were learned from Winne the Pooh and David, respectively and both result in her propelling her entire mass at my legs at high velocity), Impossible (Addie, go put your dishes in the sink. IMPOSSIBLE!)

-The other day, during a horrid trip to Subway, Addie got bored and fidgetty. When I told her to be good, she took five steps back, bent in two, and ran towards me...headbutting me in the leg, ala The Juggernaut. That resulted in my typical refrain in regards to her doing something obviously physically punishing that I've never seen from her before: "I bet your father taught you that." He professed innocence, and was as confused as I, though his confusion was tinged with delight. The other night, Addie was watching the Felix the Cat DVD I got for her and I noticed one of the cartoons had a bad goat who...you guessed it...headbutts people. Now, we have a new saying in our household. "Little girls don't headbutt...only goats...and British footballers."



~K

Great googly-moogly, people!

Barack Obama is NOT Muslim. Sweet baby Jesus!
http://www.snopes.com/politics/obama/muslim.asp

When in doubt, Wiki it!


Oh, and I had an awesome date tonight. :D Might say something Friday after date #2.

~K

The start of yet another year...aka PS of the week

I saw this on Sunday actually, but wanted to save it for today. Here's to a wonderful year ahead for all of us.

~K

"And surely you will pay for your pint,
And surely I will pay for mine!
And we will take a cup of kindness yet
For old long ago!"
Auld Lang Syne