You do what you are. You're born with a gift. If not that, then you get good at something along the way. And what you're good at, you don't take for granted. You don't betray it.
-Along Came a Spider
Today is my last day at Chase Bank. It's kind of surreal. But also kind of a relief. Here's to taking chances.
Thursday, February 24, 2011
Today I got a ticket on my way to the dentist. Turns out my license has been suspended since 2009 (Oops!). On the plus side, no cavities for me!
Hello lovely! How was your weekend? Mine was pretty great. Here's what Karl and I did:
Friday Night:
- We went bowling with Tyler and Lyss. I really suck at bowling apparently. I used to be good at some point.
- We watched a movie at Tyler and Lyss' house. Mr. Deeds is so great. Saturday:
- We did some shopping. Unfortunately the sewing machine I want was sold out at like every Target ever. Hello Amazon!
- We had dinner with Jana (Karl's gorgeous sister), Tyson (Karl's insanely smart brother in law), Little baby Ember (Jana and Tyson's adorable, chubby, rosy faced, wonderful baby), and Lara (Karl's other sister/superhumanly awesome person).
-After dinner, we went to Jana and Tyson's to have a Kinect dance party. Seriously, that game is so fun. Sunday:
-We did the church thing
-Made a pot roast
-Did some cleaning
-Watched Jewel of the Nile (You can never get enough of M-Doug), 30 Rock, and The Pelican Brief
Alabama: Montgomery
Alaska: Juneau
Arizona: Phoenix
Arkansas: Little Rock
Why did I just list all the states that begin with the letter "A" along with their capitals? Well my friends, I am re-leaning all of the state capitals. It's been a goal of mine for a couple of weeks. I've got about 75% of them down. I'm memorizing all the ones I don't already know alphabetically by state. I've also been addicted to this game. My record is 13 miles. It can never hurt to know state locations an capitals, can it? What about you? Do you know all the state capitals? I was surprised at how many I thought I knew, but didn't (I'm looking at you Nevada). Haha.
Happy Valentine's Day lovelies! Karl and I already celebrated Valentine's this past weekend. Here's what we did:
1. Karl's boss gave him a gift card to Ruth's Chris Steakhouse, so Friday night we overindulged ourselves. If you haven't been, save for a month, then go. ASAP. It will forever change steak for you.
2. On Saturday afternoon we checked into The Little America for a bit of a stay-cation. Upgraded to a balcony suite facing the whole Salt Lake Valley for $10. Wonderful.
3. Watched the sun set from our balcony.
4. Ordered food in and watched Iron Chef (we're so romantic, we know)
5. Decided to go to bed. Karl began to snore immediately. At home, we have an extra bed in the living room for me to banish him to if the snoring is unbearable. This wasn't an option at a hotel. Flash to 4am and me watching infomercials. I still hadn't slept. I ended up taking the car home and sleeping until noon.
6. Sunday afternoon we may have skipped church and went to the brunch at The Grand America. Oh so good.
7. Last night we had a Michael Douglas marathon with Romancing the Stone and The Sentinel. Gotta love M. Doug.
8. Sang in the car.
And yes, Karl did say "You're a monster."
I tried to find the official video of the song we sang in the video above, but stumbled upon this and nothing can top this.
Have a great day! And don't forget to let those close to you know how much you love them!
Karl and I share a car. This means I have to bring him to work at 6:45AM. It's really not that bad until the drive home when I am by myself with the heat on full blast and my eyelids drooping. To not fall asleep, I have to listen to some energetic music. Today I was rocking out to 97.1 ZHT when all of a sudden the music cut out and was replaced with fuzziness. This my have something to do with the fact that the antenna is broken, but that's beside the point. Anyways, I hoped and hoped the music would come back, but sadly it did not. I had to put a CD in so I wouldn't fall asleep, but all my CDs were in the house. Then I remembered that Karl kept a small collection of his CDs in the center console. I opened it, felt around and picked a random one. It was the Armageddon Soundtrack. What? Armageddon? Weird. I put it in the player and bam! First song. "I Don't Wanna Miss a Thing." Aerosmith. Awesomeness. All of a sudden I was my eight year old self again. I was laying on my bed listening to the very same song and dreaming of Ben Affleck. I LOVED him. I would dream that I would sing that song to him. Ya, I was crazy. Whatevs. So what did I do? I turned up the volume and belted it, complete with Steven Tyler voice inflections. Anyone driving past me probably laughed hysterically, but I didn't care. Sometimes you gotta embrace your eight year old self, you know? Now I can't get the song out of my head and really want to rent Armageddon. Who's up for a movie night? You're all invited!
And now for your entertainment, Steven Tyler (in a coat that looks like it was made from his own hair, with awkward hand gestures, lip gloss, his extraordinarily large mouth, and hair that looks remarkably like mine when I haven't washed it for 3 days, AKA my hair right now) with the rest of Aerosmith singing the immortal "I Don't Wanna Miss a Thing." Enjoy.
I've never been the type to really go all out decorating. Especially when it comes to the lesser holidays such as Valentine's Day, St. Patrick's day, Arbor Day, you name it. I think the young, Mormon, blogging, Utah wife stereotype is beginning to take hold because guess what I did on my birthday? I crafted. Yup. Not only did I craft, but I made Valentines Day decorations. As the ever-wise Liz Lemon would say, "What the what?" Who am I? I am Kristie the home maker. Well, I still don't cook... Or clean, really.... Or dote upon my hard working husband... So I guess that makes Kristie, the sometimes enthusiastic, but still mostly inept home maker. I know you're all incredibly impressed.
So without further ado, here they are:
And yes. My walls really are that color and I love them. What do you think? Am I redeemable? Or am I just a lost cause?