Folks,
I'm not sure if you care but since I am the main purveyor of this blog I am going to post. Nick and I were wondering what the top five cities in the U.S of good ole A are:
1. New York and folks this has 5 million more people than any other city out there
2. L. A.
3. Chicago: Windy City (I've watched several condo buyers on House Hunters here and folks, this city is way windy)
4. Houston (Wouldn't have guessed it... but Nick did)
5. Philidelphia (I have a new respect for the Animal Police keepin' the city safe for animals now that I know it is the fifth largest city in our grand country)
Baltimore rates a measly 17, but if death rate were being assessed, I'm sure it could get top 3.
I guessed the top three right because I watched a lot of HGTV and they keep you updated on the real estate market from sea to shining sea. I didn't mean to underestimate Texas. Speaking of underating Texas please read this blog: I heart J.S.
Love, Kaley and Nick
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Saturday, July 26, 2008
O.C. Boardwalk, Hon!
My father has a saying whenever on the O.C. boardwalk.
"Houdini wasn't right, sometimes the freaks come out in the day"
This of course is born from "Freaks come out at night" and my dad is like the only person who knew the band who sang that. But people, it is true. People watching in midsummer is better than a pay-per-view subscription. Watch it yourself here if you don't believe me. My friend, yes you should have worn a belt and no your clear bra straps are not fooling n-e-one! Finally, I complained enough (I mean I do work in Glen Burnie for 10 months of the year) and we hoofed it back to Bethany. It was almost boring. The tight tube tops and size 26 women in spandex (true story) were replaced by teenage Hollister models and yuppies. Do you think if a yuppy has an unattractive child that they get to trade it in somewhere? Or does Hollister just transform 13-17 year olds into attractive beings.
Hollister children got Nick and I thinking we were thankful it did not come to our mall until college. When it came to Back to School, I rocked Arizona jeans until I discovered the way chicer Weathervane...which isn't chic at all I discovered later. But Nick, oh Nick, received 58 bucks to go to Sears. So, we're glad we didn't have to compete with all that fashion at such a young age. We had some fudge and fries and now we're back to our normal lives.
Love, Kaley and Nick
PS If you don't send me some pics, LP is going to win. And the winner gets, well lets just say it's worth it.
email me your pics: km05377@salisbury.edu
"Houdini wasn't right, sometimes the freaks come out in the day"
This of course is born from "Freaks come out at night" and my dad is like the only person who knew the band who sang that. But people, it is true. People watching in midsummer is better than a pay-per-view subscription. Watch it yourself here if you don't believe me. My friend, yes you should have worn a belt and no your clear bra straps are not fooling n-e-one! Finally, I complained enough (I mean I do work in Glen Burnie for 10 months of the year) and we hoofed it back to Bethany. It was almost boring. The tight tube tops and size 26 women in spandex (true story) were replaced by teenage Hollister models and yuppies. Do you think if a yuppy has an unattractive child that they get to trade it in somewhere? Or does Hollister just transform 13-17 year olds into attractive beings.
Hollister children got Nick and I thinking we were thankful it did not come to our mall until college. When it came to Back to School, I rocked Arizona jeans until I discovered the way chicer Weathervane...which isn't chic at all I discovered later. But Nick, oh Nick, received 58 bucks to go to Sears. So, we're glad we didn't have to compete with all that fashion at such a young age. We had some fudge and fries and now we're back to our normal lives.
Love, Kaley and Nick
PS If you don't send me some pics, LP is going to win. And the winner gets, well lets just say it's worth it.
email me your pics: km05377@salisbury.edu
Thursday, July 24, 2008
Take me home, country roads...
Unfortunately I have no new celeb gossip to bring you. In fact, I have the opposite. A story about my.... FAMILY.
Today was my Grandad's 83 birthday party. All was going well, and then what did my eyes see? Uncle Milty. My great uncle from Rainelle, WV who used to be a marine sniper in Vietnam. He responded to me with this after I told Nick we could not, on any terms, take home the extra cheesecake. This story needs no more background than this. Here we go:
Uncle Milty: "You know what we should do with you? (Insert thick West Virginia accent here) Take you down to the bayou, tie a rope around your legs, pull you behind the boat, and fish for alligators"
I look at Grandad.
Grandad "Well Kaley, what a way to go"
I love my family.
Today was my Grandad's 83 birthday party. All was going well, and then what did my eyes see? Uncle Milty. My great uncle from Rainelle, WV who used to be a marine sniper in Vietnam. He responded to me with this after I told Nick we could not, on any terms, take home the extra cheesecake. This story needs no more background than this. Here we go:
Uncle Milty: "You know what we should do with you? (Insert thick West Virginia accent here) Take you down to the bayou, tie a rope around your legs, pull you behind the boat, and fish for alligators"
I look at Grandad.
Grandad "Well Kaley, what a way to go"
I love my family.
Kaley
Grandad is to the right of this picture. Uncle Milty: not pictured
(If this turns out to be a link, I don't know how I did it or how to undo it)
Grandad is to the right of this picture. Uncle Milty: not pictured(If this turns out to be a link, I don't know how I did it or how to undo it)
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
Back to my Roots
You might remember those good old days when Tara and I devoted our days blogging about celebrity gossip. Today, I must return to my roots. I feel compelled to blog after watching a particularly disturbing episode of "Chelsea Lately" featuring Juliana Rancic (Host of ENews)
Firstly:Lindsay Lohan might be having a lesbian affair with a female DJ. Talk about confessions of a teenage drama queen. All I can hope is that my shining ray of light, Hilary Duff, remains on the straight and narrow. Her biggest drama was getting those hot veneers that rivaled Seabiscuit. Also, while searching for this pic of Lindsay and her girlfriend I found out her nickname might have changed from LaLohan to.. Lilo. I disagree. While closer phonetically, I thought somehow some Disney news had gotten mixed up with "LaLohan" lesbian news.
Secondly: Christian Bale assaulted his mom and sister, who consequently used to reside in Wales. I found this out on the heels of watching "The Dark Knight" and feeling really empowered by the justice he served up to evil villians. Last time I checked your mom isn't an evil villian...or even if she is assault is not the answer. I was disturbed. I mean, I'm pretty annoying and Nick hasn't assaulted me yet. I did feel bad for him a little. At least if I punched my mom in the face, it wouldn't be splashed all over the news.
Thirdly and Most Importantly: Angelina Jolie and Brad Pitt might be trying to have 12 children...after the Twelve Apostles of the BIBLE!!!! Why? Do they hope to have a mission successful to that of our Savior? Forgive me, but before you try to mother the apostles could you please embrace the holy covenant that is marriage? I mean, I know they care about starving children and the like, but this really gave me a creepy vibe.
Giving me another thing. Facebook says you spelled it wrong on it's own site if you write "facebook". Now, I guess Facebook is a proper noun and so deserves to be capitalized, but what a precedent to set. As if facebook is the lowly counterpart to the wise and all knowing Facebook. And of course being one half of Kaley and Nick I have to make a ridiculous decision to counteract this. Never again will I capitalize facebook and give it the ability to rule my life. If you would like I could give you a list of all celebrities and restaurants I have banned and blacklisted for some trivial reason i.e. Gwyneth Paltrow.
Love, Kaley
PS Don't forget those middle school pictures!!!
Firstly:Lindsay Lohan might be having a lesbian affair with a female DJ. Talk about confessions of a teenage drama queen. All I can hope is that my shining ray of light, Hilary Duff, remains on the straight and narrow. Her biggest drama was getting those hot veneers that rivaled Seabiscuit. Also, while searching for this pic of Lindsay and her girlfriend I found out her nickname might have changed from LaLohan to.. Lilo. I disagree. While closer phonetically, I thought somehow some Disney news had gotten mixed up with "LaLohan" lesbian news.
Secondly: Christian Bale assaulted his mom and sister, who consequently used to reside in Wales. I found this out on the heels of watching "The Dark Knight" and feeling really empowered by the justice he served up to evil villians. Last time I checked your mom isn't an evil villian...or even if she is assault is not the answer. I was disturbed. I mean, I'm pretty annoying and Nick hasn't assaulted me yet. I did feel bad for him a little. At least if I punched my mom in the face, it wouldn't be splashed all over the news.
Thirdly and Most Importantly: Angelina Jolie and Brad Pitt might be trying to have 12 children...after the Twelve Apostles of the BIBLE!!!! Why? Do they hope to have a mission successful to that of our Savior? Forgive me, but before you try to mother the apostles could you please embrace the holy covenant that is marriage? I mean, I know they care about starving children and the like, but this really gave me a creepy vibe.
Giving me another thing. Facebook says you spelled it wrong on it's own site if you write "facebook". Now, I guess Facebook is a proper noun and so deserves to be capitalized, but what a precedent to set. As if facebook is the lowly counterpart to the wise and all knowing Facebook. And of course being one half of Kaley and Nick I have to make a ridiculous decision to counteract this. Never again will I capitalize facebook and give it the ability to rule my life. If you would like I could give you a list of all celebrities and restaurants I have banned and blacklisted for some trivial reason i.e. Gwyneth Paltrow.
Love, Kaley
PS Don't forget those middle school pictures!!!
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Middle School Music
So, today I went out and bought (unbeknownst to my husband) the Duffy CD. I felt like I had to support her because she is from Nefyn, Wales which is where Nick's mom currently lives. I saw her on VH1 and she said the best part of America is the food. Ha.
Anyway, as I was listening to her CD it reminded me just a little bit of this CD I listened to in middle school... M2M from the Disney Channel. Now, this is pretty hard for me to admit. I keep a lot of secrets in my life. They really cut to the core of my unrequited crush angst and such. I think they were Norwegian and sang songs about diaries and such, which I kept in M.S. and H.S. to say "Billy looked sideways at me today. I think he's about to ask me out" Yeah, you can relate. But really, get a good laugh and check them out:
Now, Nick listed to Will Smith's "Gettin' Jiggy Wit it" and the Space Jam soundtrack. I listened to a lot of alternative music, but bad pop music beckoned to me. Do you remember that song "Boys in the Hood". I remember feeling really torn about listening to that... thinking that my youth group friends would judge me... but thinking it was so cool! So then I listened to country music. Ben and I both regret that stage of our lives.
Upcoming News!
Nick and I soon plan to go to the attic of my parents house and unearth some middle school pictures of me. Once I showed my sophmore year roommates these pictures (Remember Tara, Amanda, Drea, and Chrissy???) and they couldn't pick me out of a crowd. Because I was ugly. I want to have a bad middle school picture contest, so feel free to email me any pictures of yourself in M.S. and we shall see who was the most hideous.
(LP I will accept a photo, but you can't participate because you will win)
Love, Kaley
Anyway, as I was listening to her CD it reminded me just a little bit of this CD I listened to in middle school... M2M from the Disney Channel. Now, this is pretty hard for me to admit. I keep a lot of secrets in my life. They really cut to the core of my unrequited crush angst and such. I think they were Norwegian and sang songs about diaries and such, which I kept in M.S. and H.S. to say "Billy looked sideways at me today. I think he's about to ask me out" Yeah, you can relate. But really, get a good laugh and check them out:
Now, Nick listed to Will Smith's "Gettin' Jiggy Wit it" and the Space Jam soundtrack. I listened to a lot of alternative music, but bad pop music beckoned to me. Do you remember that song "Boys in the Hood". I remember feeling really torn about listening to that... thinking that my youth group friends would judge me... but thinking it was so cool! So then I listened to country music. Ben and I both regret that stage of our lives.
Upcoming News!
Nick and I soon plan to go to the attic of my parents house and unearth some middle school pictures of me. Once I showed my sophmore year roommates these pictures (Remember Tara, Amanda, Drea, and Chrissy???) and they couldn't pick me out of a crowd. Because I was ugly. I want to have a bad middle school picture contest, so feel free to email me any pictures of yourself in M.S. and we shall see who was the most hideous.
(LP I will accept a photo, but you can't participate because you will win)
Love, Kaley
Saturday, July 19, 2008
Mmmmmm, The Good Ole Days
So Kaley and I decided to do the married Saturday thing. You know, plan a trip to Home Depot, go grocery shopping, save oil covered marine life off the coast of Nova Scotia, your average Saturday. (Note: we only did one of these and it wasn't rebuilding a deck or stocking our pantry, just kidding, we went grocery shopping).
But after grocery shopping we stopped off at a couple other places and our last stop produced this little bit of memory goodness. That's right folks, I am experiencing the bliss that is Big League Chew.
You guys remember it. When you were trying to hit a ball that laid motionless on a pole in front of your face, when you sat with your buddies on the bench wearing your baseball caps inside out, when you were calling the kid on the pitchers mound a bellyitcher, when you needed that fix because you had become addicted to sugar, or if you just wanted to look cool by pretending to chew tobacco. We all remember the fun, the good times, and the oh so goodness that was Big League Chew. So here's to you Big League Chew and all the memories of being a kid.
But after grocery shopping we stopped off at a couple other places and our last stop produced this little bit of memory goodness. That's right folks, I am experiencing the bliss that is Big League Chew.
You guys remember it. When you were trying to hit a ball that laid motionless on a pole in front of your face, when you sat with your buddies on the bench wearing your baseball caps inside out, when you were calling the kid on the pitchers mound a bellyitcher, when you needed that fix because you had become addicted to sugar, or if you just wanted to look cool by pretending to chew tobacco. We all remember the fun, the good times, and the oh so goodness that was Big League Chew. So here's to you Big League Chew and all the memories of being a kid.
Friday, July 18, 2008
Summer Vacation: Blessing or Curse??
SO the reason I became a teacher was to touch children's lives right?
No, it is summer vacation. Without summer vacation I would have committed homicide by now. BUT with nothing to do and a working husband and working friends and no job...
It is boring. Better than working but just plain unrewarding and boring.
Don't hate if you work and you are jealous of me. You would probably be making better use of your time by writing the next great american novel, or building bird houses for the homeless woodpeckers. I don't do any of that. I watch a lot of house hunters.
Kaley
No, it is summer vacation. Without summer vacation I would have committed homicide by now. BUT with nothing to do and a working husband and working friends and no job...
It is boring. Better than working but just plain unrewarding and boring.
Don't hate if you work and you are jealous of me. You would probably be making better use of your time by writing the next great american novel, or building bird houses for the homeless woodpeckers. I don't do any of that. I watch a lot of house hunters.
Kaley
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
Tales of a Desperate Housewife!
Marriage will inevitably come with it's own package of domestic challenges. Having had no training (not from lack of offers, but from lack of interest) in manners of this type, my first month of marriage is opening up a pletheora of activities that I don't know how to do.
I don't know how to fold the bottom sheet. This is really hard. Now, I have had to do this in my life, but college calls for nothing more than you rolling this sheet into a ball. My mother has a certain finesse which I hope to one day acquire.
Cleaning the shower is really hard. Everyone I have talked to has agreed with this. I hate cleaning the shower. But there is one thing I hate MORE than cleaning the shower.
Vacuuming!!! Nick and I inherited a 30 dollar vacuum from his mom. In her defense, she bought it because her dirt sucker broke and she was moving out of the country in less than a month. So, we have a thirty dollar vacuum. This has numerous design flaws such as: The handle detaches from the bottom of the vacuum... making it...two pieces and therefore unusable. It also has no suction. I sucked my hand with the attachment for a good thirty seconds and no hickey mark was left. I have a sucky vacuum. I want a dyson.
So the reason I hate vacuuming so much is the cat lays all up on my table cushions and I spent thirty minutes sucking the hair off. So, I took them off and they will only be for company. If you come over and I am late coming to the door... I am taking out the cushions for your entertaining pleasures. Kitty looked peeved as I took them away but there you go.
I want to shout out to B. Lomax who got Nick and I a "shark" and that is a lightweight vacuum that I can stand behind!
Okay, finally, if you didn't know this, toaster ovens get hot when you cook in them. So don't leave your plastic enwrapped tortillas in them...or this will happen:
Yes, to answer your question, it is hard to be me and be this mortifyingly stupid.
So to wrap it up,
I am domestically challenged.
Love, Kaley
PS To update, this is Kitty's obnoxious dish in it's home sweet home.
I don't know how to fold the bottom sheet. This is really hard. Now, I have had to do this in my life, but college calls for nothing more than you rolling this sheet into a ball. My mother has a certain finesse which I hope to one day acquire.
Cleaning the shower is really hard. Everyone I have talked to has agreed with this. I hate cleaning the shower. But there is one thing I hate MORE than cleaning the shower.
Vacuuming!!! Nick and I inherited a 30 dollar vacuum from his mom. In her defense, she bought it because her dirt sucker broke and she was moving out of the country in less than a month. So, we have a thirty dollar vacuum. This has numerous design flaws such as: The handle detaches from the bottom of the vacuum... making it...two pieces and therefore unusable. It also has no suction. I sucked my hand with the attachment for a good thirty seconds and no hickey mark was left. I have a sucky vacuum. I want a dyson.
So the reason I hate vacuuming so much is the cat lays all up on my table cushions and I spent thirty minutes sucking the hair off. So, I took them off and they will only be for company. If you come over and I am late coming to the door... I am taking out the cushions for your entertaining pleasures. Kitty looked peeved as I took them away but there you go.
I want to shout out to B. Lomax who got Nick and I a "shark" and that is a lightweight vacuum that I can stand behind!
Okay, finally, if you didn't know this, toaster ovens get hot when you cook in them. So don't leave your plastic enwrapped tortillas in them...or this will happen:
Yes, to answer your question, it is hard to be me and be this mortifyingly stupid.
So to wrap it up,
I am domestically challenged.
Love, Kaley
PS To update, this is Kitty's obnoxious dish in it's home sweet home.
Monday, July 14, 2008
On Why I Love Manatees
Friends,
If you didn't know I spent my childhood adorned in manatee regalia to befit a Floridian queen. OR I was just a dorky middle schooler. I had been thinking of manatees lately for a few reasons. I was watching House Hunters in the Florida Keys and the family had a canal in their backyard that housed a MANATEE! It kind of made my heart skip a beat! How exciting!
You may wonder why I would like an animal like a manatee. Well, I'll have you know sailors used to think they were mermaids. Which means they have a magic about them, the noble sea cow. In actuality I cannot tell you why I had such a love of manatees. But I do. Another reason I have been contemplating my sea cow friends is because Nick and I were watching the make a wish show on ESPN where children with fatal diseases were meeting their fav. sports stars. I asked Nick if he ever had to make a wish as a child, what would he do? Play with the red sox of course. I said I would have liked to swim with manatees. Nick laughed for a solid two minutes. This is extra embarrassing because Nick does not often laugh out loud.
I would like to admit to some of the manatee regalia that I once had:
- Several Manatee T-Shirts
- A Manatee License Plate
- A Manatee Poster
- Manatee Children's Book
- An actual Manatee (adopted of course!)
- About five manatee stuffed animals of assorted sizes
- Manatee Magnet (Gracing our fridge at our current location)
- Wildlife fact file on manatees
- A manatee HAT (Eww)
- Manatee keychains (note this is plural)
- A manatee collage made for me by my parents Floridian midshipman
- Several manatee knick knacks
- One of these:
Love, Kaley
Friday, July 11, 2008
A Picture is Worth A Thousand Words...
Okay Folks,
I know that Nick just posted a blog, but I had to show these to the world at large. Nick and I were sorting through some boxes we picked up from his Dad's house (Because Nick has been a nomad for years and these boxes are what's left of his childhood)
We stumbled upon a box of pictures and here's a good one. It might not have come out very well because I haven't really learned how to use the scanner on Nick's printer yet: Okay as soon as I tried to add the picture it wouldn't upload so Nick had to come scan the pictures again... But on the bright side I know how to scan stuff now.
The hot blonde child is Nick. At the LEANING TOWER OF PISA. You know where I went as a child? Ocean City, MD. Oh, and a trailer park in West Virginia. If I was lucky Granny and Granddad took me to Skyline drive and I got to see a gopher or deer or something. Even Marshall got to go to Laurey Caverns...All I ever saw was the T.P. But Nick, oh no, Nick gets to see wonders of the world. I don't know, I was pretty impressed by his childhood trip. If you didn't know Nick's Dad was stationed in Sicily when he was in Elementary and Middle School, so he got to do lots of cool things.
Next: The first time Nick and I held hands...our Jr year of high school. And look at us Now! ha ha ha.
Until next time,
Kaley (And Nick who is eating a plum over my shoulder)
I know that Nick just posted a blog, but I had to show these to the world at large. Nick and I were sorting through some boxes we picked up from his Dad's house (Because Nick has been a nomad for years and these boxes are what's left of his childhood)
We stumbled upon a box of pictures and here's a good one. It might not have come out very well because I haven't really learned how to use the scanner on Nick's printer yet: Okay as soon as I tried to add the picture it wouldn't upload so Nick had to come scan the pictures again... But on the bright side I know how to scan stuff now.
The hot blonde child is Nick. At the LEANING TOWER OF PISA. You know where I went as a child? Ocean City, MD. Oh, and a trailer park in West Virginia. If I was lucky Granny and Granddad took me to Skyline drive and I got to see a gopher or deer or something. Even Marshall got to go to Laurey Caverns...All I ever saw was the T.P. But Nick, oh no, Nick gets to see wonders of the world. I don't know, I was pretty impressed by his childhood trip. If you didn't know Nick's Dad was stationed in Sicily when he was in Elementary and Middle School, so he got to do lots of cool things.
Next: The first time Nick and I held hands...our Jr year of high school. And look at us Now! ha ha ha.
Until next time,
Kaley (And Nick who is eating a plum over my shoulder)
Good Ol' TV
I have recently been interested in a new TV show, well not really new, I watched the first season of it. It is now in its second season. The show is called "Flipping Out" and it centers around Jeff Lewis, a real estate speculator.
Now, if you don't know, I am a fan of drama filled TV. Matt B. can attest to this. We would frequent the TV for favorites like Cheaters and To Catch A Predator. If you give me seven delinquent roommates and put them in compromising situations, I'm in front of the TV watching it. I can't help it. I think that I get my dose of drama through TV. I'm not a very confrontational person and I'm not for real life drama, (if it doesn't involve me). So I rely on the quirky personalities that TV gives me.
Back to Flipping Out. Jeff is the main guy, he basically buys million dollar homes in the Los Angeles area and flips them to make a lot of money. Now I will say, he is very good at what he does. He can turn almost any dump into paradise. What makes the show good though is his personality. He is obsessive compulsive and everything has to be perfect. His obsessive compulsive makes him good at what he does but also makes him seem pretty crazy. He is able to visualize what things should look like. He just has lots of interesting issues and it would take me forever to write about his character.
He also has a couple of interesting employees work for him which drive him up the wall. He has trust issues and in a recent episode he installs a "nanny cam" to make sure his employees are working. Jeff is always thinking that his employees are taking advantage of him and are not working. And by not working I mean, not ordering lunch correctly or not picking up the three leaves that are hiding behind the garbage can in the back yard.
It's a very interesting show, and I think that if you have a thing for some drama type television, give Flipping Out a try. It airs Tuesday nights at 10 PM on Bravo. You could probably catch reruns but you would have to look those up.
Sincerely,
Nick and Kaley
Tuesday, July 8, 2008
The state of our society
So seeing as how I was so lonely yesterday I was perusing our "On Demand" free movie selection. I was tempted by "Drive me Crazy" (you know that one with Melissa Joan Hart and that guy from Entourage...hey Nick wasn't home!) BUT I settled for "The Last Kiss". It has Zach Braff in it and he's in scrubs so I thought I would watch it.
Okay Point 1: Brief nudity does not mean what I thought it meant. It does mean there is enough nudity to be morally upsetting, but too fast for you to fast forward through it. So that was gross.
Point 2: I was DISGUSTED by the subject matter, but I had to finish to see how it would end to ascertain how offended I was going to be.
Summary: Zach Braff is living with his girlfriend who is in essence perfect and impregnates her. They are the perfect couple. He meets Rachel Bilson who is ten years younger than him and proceeds to put himself into situations with her where he will be tempted to sleep with her and he does. Oh, but just once. And then his girlfriend finds out and has a mental breakdown and confronts him with a knife (Which is what I would do if I found out Nick slept with a co-ed).
She does end up taking him back, I mean she is pregnant with his baby.
But here's the thing. This portrayed men as people who hate committment and babies and having families etc. This is so bogus. I cannot see Nick freaking out and leaving me because he impregnated me. But then again he loves the Lord.
When Zachs girlfriend has the mental breakdown because he cheated on her I could literally feel her pain (She was a good actress) because our society portrays sex as such a trivial thing, but he ripped her soul out of her body when he did that to her. I was disgusted that he would do that (and this was a movie folks) I mean I even yelled at the television calling Zach Braff's character a disgusting loser. But it all turns out hunky dorey in the end... BS. I mean, she really didn't have to take him back. I don't know what I would have done, (I don't have to worry about it, but still) This movie really got my "rankles up" (This might be a miller family expression and not known to the general public) I guess the whole movie was based on this cheating and characters around them have their own worldly problems with committment going on, but I wouldn't go into that. The one thing the movie got right is it showed him having to make a decision to go out with her and even to sleep with her. He made a choice and that was even more disgusting. Nick got this earful last night when he came home, but I thought I'd share it.
In summary, don't see the movie, it's foul and they drop the f bomb alot. It showed that cheating is something that rips someones soul apart. It's not so light as it is discussed usually. Don't have sex with coeds or your significant other will snap and wave a knife at you.
Sorry if that was ridiculous, but I really had to rant.
Love, Kaley
Monday, July 7, 2008
All by myself....
I'm all by myself. Nick is at Adam's working. He golfed this morning. I am BORED. I am not brave enough to like even leave this apartment because I don't even know how to get anywhere. The past two times Nick worked I read these weird vampire books Twilight and New Moon (Which I happened to actually like because I'm me). But now I'm afraid some vampires might suck my blood out AND now there are werewolves. Sometimes Kitty licks me, alot, and I think she might be a vampire/werecat. But so far I have remained alive.
Also there remains a bigger problem. Nick leaves for work between 4 and 5. Too early for dinner. And so we've come to it. I can't cook. I had been doing okay because I had to be on the "Bratts" diet for my .... Mexican Intestinal Disorder... Bratts stands for Bananas, rice, tea, and toast. As none of those foods require any skill higher than boiling water... I was okay. Yesterday I had rice and broccoli and salad. Because I can't cook meat unless it's ground, and I can't remember to take said meat out of the freezer to defrost.
In my youth my mother could always be relied on to feed me.
In college I relied heavily on Tara to feed and clothe me and make me change my sheets.
Nick can be relied on but I feel guiltier because whereas my mother got rid of me after marraige, and Tara could count on graduation to remove the burden...Nick gets me forever. So, I'm trying. But it's hard. I'm struggling.
Who wants to cook dinner for one anyway??? Being a teacher is very rewarding because of summer break, but I'm running out of things to do in my apartment because basically you can see the whole apartment from one spot:
Who wants to cook dinner for one anyway??? Being a teacher is very rewarding because of summer break, but I'm running out of things to do in my apartment because basically you can see the whole apartment from one spot:
Which makes me think I should have straightened this up with all of my free time...
Well Folks, wish me luck. I think we have some frozen meatballs. And leftover salad. So, I will not go hungry this night!
Love, Kaley
Sunday, July 6, 2008
So, I got married.
Hello friends,
I got married! To Nick, it was great and beautiful and wonderful. Everyone was so nice which was perfect. Everyone looked beautiful. Drea and Renata and Maria took lots of pictures.
And then when I walked down the aisle Nick shed a manly tear. I was floored. It touched my heart deeply. I haven't seen Nick shed a tear since high school.
There was only ONE damper: Dun dun DUN
The UGLIEST wedding cake in HISTORY. And the thing that shames me most is that people might think I ordered this monstrosity! Well folks, this is the general outline or idea of what my cake should be. However there should have been many more daisies but smaller... Oh and it wasn't PINK! Ewwww, and lopsided. Enticing Icing by Katie is a big butthole operation that gave me a pepto bismal cake that was lopsided. EWWW. Thanks be to my Aunt Marty who made this gorgeous cloth for the cake to sit on which may have distracted guests from it's atrocious butt-ugliness.
BUT no worries, this did not ruin my day. Just wanted to clarify that this is not the cake I ordered. My family was awesome, Nick was awesome, LP and Tara were so very pretty in their Ann Taylor dresses and Jo arranged the bomb flower arrangements that made my heart skip a beat in my chest. And apparently, my 10 year old cousin Anthony break dances on the side! Let me say this, it was the best day of my life so far :) Six years in the making. (Proof it is possible to marry your high school sweetheart) And it was worth it!
This seems inadequate to describe the monumental nature of the day and how beautiful and wonderful everyone was, but I will document it with pictures from the talented drea and renata and you can see for yourself instead of me blithering on about it.
Please stay tuned for blogs on married life.
Thursday, July 3, 2008
Chichen-Itza!!!
My fellow bloggers and blog-stalkers,
You will be happy to know that Kaley and I have finally said "I do", hence the change of our blog title, there is no need for a countdown anymore. From June 21 forward, we are husband and wife. I apologize for our lack of blogging but you must understand that getting married is a very busy ordeal. But we have settled in and intend to bring to you, our lives as a married couple. So for our first "married" post, I will tell you about our trip to Chichen-Itza.
Amigos, imagine, to my left, 90 stairs on each of the four sides. How many is that? I tell you, its 360. Add five for the top platforms and you have 365 my friends. How many days in a year? I tell you, 365 amigos. This is how our English speaking, Mexican tour guide talked through the whole tour through the north end of Chichen Itza my friends. However, Kaley and I's journey does not start there.
It all started because I wanted to see Mayan ruins. Why not? We were in Mexico. So I went online and booked the a tour through some Cozumel tour guide site. It took a while to figure out because our credit card didn't go through and we got emails from the tour guide site saying we needed to give them our credit card number to match up what I gave on the website. This should have been our first clue to an interesting trip. I declined and said I would fill out another form because I didn't want to give our credit card number in an email. This is some advice for you readers out there. Don't give your credit card number over email, you never know who is on the other end. Everything worked out and we booked our trip.
So on Friday we took a ferry from Cozumel to the mainland of Mexico. Kaley was very nauseous. So we get to where we need to go and we are taken to the vans where our two hour expedition to the Mayan Ruins would begin. People start piling into the van and Kaley and I notice that none of them are speaking english. So we are a little intimidated. The van fills up and we head out. There are probably about 10 people in the van. Our tour guide gives us some background info about the Yucatan, first in Spanish, then he says "for you two I will now do english" and everyone kind of chuckles. It was an excrutiating trip because everyone is talking to each other and no one is talking to us becuase we speak english. We finally arrive at, CHICHEN-ITZA!!!
So we get there and we are waiting for our tour guide to get tickets. While we are waiting one of our tour mates takes the oportunity to take a group photo, except that Kaley and I weren't invited in the photo. So we stood awkwardly two feet to the side while everyone else was in the group photo. If I was asked to take the picture I might have disembowled someone. But we got our tickets and everything was fine, until we got passed off two times to other tour guides because we didn't speak spanish.
But we finally got into the english speaking tour and we met our Mexican friend who like to talk like this: Amigos, let me tell you, have you ever heard the wolf cry to blue corn moon. AND: Friends, I will tell you, think about this. It was pretty funny becuase he prefaced everything with Amigos, Friends, Let me tell you, and I tell you. So that was fun. Once we were in the ruins it was fun for Kaley and I.
We learned that captains of the ball teams had to hit an 8 pound rubber ball with only their elbows, hips, or knees into this small hoop about twenty feet above them. And it is yet to be determined but they think that the winning captain was beheaded.
Also, Mexico is quite possibly one of the hottest places Kaley and I have been. As depicted here by the beads of sweat falling off my face and the large sweat stains on my armpit. Also, packs
of dogs like to come and worship the many mayan gods, mostly the serpent god. We also went to a huge well where the Mayans sacrificed small children. Amigos, let me tell you, there was no evidence of human sacrifice until after the Toltecs took over and had influence in the Mayan capital of Chichen Itza. Apparently Toltecs came and took over for a bit and the Mayans came back and after that they started sacrificing people. Who knew?
So we ended our tour with the view of the huge well which was
pretty impressive. We took lots of pictures of it and we before we left we noticed this huge lizard laying right in front of us. So our first five pictures of this well have this lizard in them and we didn't even notice it. While we were walking back getting ready to leave Kaley was hungry 
and wanted some chips so she got some cheetos, Amigos, let me tell you, all the chips in Mexico have chile pepper flavor in them. We did not know this. Kaley is not fond of hot tasting food. She was taken aback. But she managed to eat the whole bag and we made it to the vans to start our two hour trip back to the ferry.
On our way back, we stopped at a Mayan cuisine buffet which was really just rice and potroast. And we stopped at a cenote, a natural underground pool created by rain and spring water. We hopped back in the vans made a couple other stops and then headed back. No one was really talking to us still except for this Swedish girl who we think had the impression that American are stupid but she told us she moved to California to nanny four children, so I question why she came to America to nanny if she holds little respect for Americans. Anywho, we get closer to our final destination and we realize that everyone in the van now is speaking english!!!! Kaley and I were not to happy. This capped off a frustrating end to a horrible trip. All in all, the ruins were cool but the trip sucked. If you take a trip there make sure you are in a group with a bunch of Americans, cause we stick together and look out for one another. I will close you guys with a picture of how Kaley and I's trip went. Until next time (I think Kaley is going to update you with wedding stuff) take care cyber world!
You will be happy to know that Kaley and I have finally said "I do", hence the change of our blog title, there is no need for a countdown anymore. From June 21 forward, we are husband and wife. I apologize for our lack of blogging but you must understand that getting married is a very busy ordeal. But we have settled in and intend to bring to you, our lives as a married couple. So for our first "married" post, I will tell you about our trip to Chichen-Itza.
Amigos, imagine, to my left, 90 stairs on each of the four sides. How many is that? I tell you, its 360. Add five for the top platforms and you have 365 my friends. How many days in a year? I tell you, 365 amigos. This is how our English speaking, Mexican tour guide talked through the whole tour through the north end of Chichen Itza my friends. However, Kaley and I's journey does not start there.
It all started because I wanted to see Mayan ruins. Why not? We were in Mexico. So I went online and booked the a tour through some Cozumel tour guide site. It took a while to figure out because our credit card didn't go through and we got emails from the tour guide site saying we needed to give them our credit card number to match up what I gave on the website. This should have been our first clue to an interesting trip. I declined and said I would fill out another form because I didn't want to give our credit card number in an email. This is some advice for you readers out there. Don't give your credit card number over email, you never know who is on the other end. Everything worked out and we booked our trip.
So on Friday we took a ferry from Cozumel to the mainland of Mexico. Kaley was very nauseous. So we get to where we need to go and we are taken to the vans where our two hour expedition to the Mayan Ruins would begin. People start piling into the van and Kaley and I notice that none of them are speaking english. So we are a little intimidated. The van fills up and we head out. There are probably about 10 people in the van. Our tour guide gives us some background info about the Yucatan, first in Spanish, then he says "for you two I will now do english" and everyone kind of chuckles. It was an excrutiating trip because everyone is talking to each other and no one is talking to us becuase we speak english. We finally arrive at, CHICHEN-ITZA!!!
So we get there and we are waiting for our tour guide to get tickets. While we are waiting one of our tour mates takes the oportunity to take a group photo, except that Kaley and I weren't invited in the photo. So we stood awkwardly two feet to the side while everyone else was in the group photo. If I was asked to take the picture I might have disembowled someone. But we got our tickets and everything was fine, until we got passed off two times to other tour guides because we didn't speak spanish.
But we finally got into the english speaking tour and we met our Mexican friend who like to talk like this: Amigos, let me tell you, have you ever heard the wolf cry to blue corn moon. AND: Friends, I will tell you, think about this. It was pretty funny becuase he prefaced everything with Amigos, Friends, Let me tell you, and I tell you. So that was fun. Once we were in the ruins it was fun for Kaley and I.We learned that captains of the ball teams had to hit an 8 pound rubber ball with only their elbows, hips, or knees into this small hoop about twenty feet above them. And it is yet to be determined but they think that the winning captain was beheaded.
Also, Mexico is quite possibly one of the hottest places Kaley and I have been. As depicted here by the beads of sweat falling off my face and the large sweat stains on my armpit. Also, packs
of dogs like to come and worship the many mayan gods, mostly the serpent god. We also went to a huge well where the Mayans sacrificed small children. Amigos, let me tell you, there was no evidence of human sacrifice until after the Toltecs took over and had influence in the Mayan capital of Chichen Itza. Apparently Toltecs came and took over for a bit and the Mayans came back and after that they started sacrificing people. Who knew?So we ended our tour with the view of the huge well which was
pretty impressive. We took lots of pictures of it and we before we left we noticed this huge lizard laying right in front of us. So our first five pictures of this well have this lizard in them and we didn't even notice it. While we were walking back getting ready to leave Kaley was hungry 
and wanted some chips so she got some cheetos, Amigos, let me tell you, all the chips in Mexico have chile pepper flavor in them. We did not know this. Kaley is not fond of hot tasting food. She was taken aback. But she managed to eat the whole bag and we made it to the vans to start our two hour trip back to the ferry.On our way back, we stopped at a Mayan cuisine buffet which was really just rice and potroast. And we stopped at a cenote, a natural underground pool created by rain and spring water. We hopped back in the vans made a couple other stops and then headed back. No one was really talking to us still except for this Swedish girl who we think had the impression that American are stupid but she told us she moved to California to nanny four children, so I question why she came to America to nanny if she holds little respect for Americans. Anywho, we get closer to our final destination and we realize that everyone in the van now is speaking english!!!! Kaley and I were not to happy. This capped off a frustrating end to a horrible trip. All in all, the ruins were cool but the trip sucked. If you take a trip there make sure you are in a group with a bunch of Americans, cause we stick together and look out for one another. I will close you guys with a picture of how Kaley and I's trip went. Until next time (I think Kaley is going to update you with wedding stuff) take care cyber world!
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