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Silly Silly Valentine’s Day…

11 Feb

I have an ongoing love/hate relationship with Valentine’s Day. I wasn’t a huge fan in school, absolutely hated it when I was married and then I met Hawks. He gave me the first good Valentine’s I’d ever had. I’m not going to go into details but to sum it up, we boinked & we boinked well.

Anyways, I can live with or without V-Day. I’ve decided that since our anniversary is 5 days from V-Day & has been for the last three years & will be for many more that I no longer get have to celebrate it. Woah! I just realized I completed that thought with penis logic. Go me! We can just celebrate our anniversary, right? And we can do that anytime between February 9th & February 14th. Oh yea, totally. We still get the lovey dovey day discount wherever we go – benefit SCORE! Three course dinner for two only $25.99… Uhuh.

I was thinking about this last night… why do I still feel bitter about Valentine’s Day? I have a great man in my life. I feel loved. The color pink doesn’t make me vomit. So what is it?

I’ve come up with this theory – I hate the commercialized fantasy that is created in my head. That’s right. It’s my own fault but I can place blame on the media too. I see a commercial — there’s a storm, she’s scared of the thunder, fireplace nicely lit in the background. Thunder hits again, she jumps, he’s there, right behind her to soothe her fears and then BAM! He busts out a gorgeous necklace & promises that he will be there for her forever.

Seriously?

That shit does not happen in real-life. Every kiss does not begin with “Kay”, sometimes it begins with a couple Long Island Ice Teas at Harbour Lights on Mass Street, which leads to other dirty dirty things. I digress. So I guess my problem is this fairytale crap has me disillusioned. I see this stuff & then I build it up in my head. Sure this could happen, right? I work my 2nd job, it’s our anniversary, I don’t get off until midnight, I come in the house, everyone is asleep, I flip on the kitchen light & there’s flowers on the bar – BAM! Actually no, not bam because this didn’t happen. This is what I mean, all this commercialism creates a false fantasy in womens heads.

Love isn’t a one-day a year event, sponsored by Hallmark, Hershey’s Kisses, and the American Florists Association! Are you trying to increase America’s suicide rate? If you can’t show someone you love them the other 364, then what’s the point? Sometimes Mostly always the commercialized scenarios just don’t happen, not even on February 14th of any year. That’s life. It sucks & we deal.

Valentine’s Day – I love your chalky conversation hearts & chocolate I can buy the day after at 50% off but other than that, please show your self out cause I don’t need ya.

Love,

Kimberlee

It’s been… a journey.

8 Feb

So as of tomorrow I will have officially been a Kansan for 3 years. Not only is it my 3 year anniversary of moving from Hawaii to Kansas but it’s also the 3 year anniversary of launching a real-life relationship with the love of my life, Hawks. As most stories these days go, we originally started our relationship online, in the virtual world of Secondlife. We met, hung out, fell in love and I decided that it was time to end one chapter of my life to begin another — with him.

So here I am.

More in love with him than the day I stepped off a plane into the unknown.

Thankful for him, everything we have & the things we still have to look forward to. (Though I know that I don’t show it nearly as much as I should).

*enter the mush*

Dearest Hawks –

You have been my rock, when I needed stability. You’ve been soft, when I’ve needed hugs & comfort. You’ve been my comic relief on bad days when I needed a smile. You’ve been my best friend, when I’ve felt alone. You’ve been my logic, when mine has flown the coop. You’ve been everything that I’ve needed when I’ve needed it and I just hope that I’ve done the same for you. We may have had our ups as well as our downs but I love you and there isn’t anyone I’d rather stumble through life with. Here’s to our future…

Love For Always & Forever,

Happy Anniversary my heart…

Your Jells ❤

And we’re back…

3 Jan

Welcome to the New Year & Monday back to work. I thought I’d do a post about my New Year’s resolutions but I’ve decided this year I’m resoluting (so not a word, huh?) to not have any. That WAS NOT my lazy way out so stop looking at me like that. I *did* think about it – honest. I thought “mayhaps I should blog more” and “mayhaps I’ll work harder towards getting the farm I want this year”, etc etc. Honestly though I really don’t need to declare these resolutions. They’re more like “Damn it *this* will happen!” or, ya know, it won’t.

As for the blogging more… I’ve said it before, but ya know it’s hard. It’s like soooooo hard. Sometimes I have this really great idea and I want to blog it but then I get distracted by shiny things and the motivation to blog is just gone. By the time I actually sit down to blog I end up just staring at my screen wondering what I could possibly write that would be even remotely entertaining. Of course then I begin to agonize over finding anything, just a breadcrumb, or speck of interesting anything from my life and realize “Nope, can’t blog that” or “oops that might be too personal” or “Whelp, that might piss people off even if I found it hilarious.” Needless to say, I’m my biggest censor.  I’ll work on that, I promise.

Until then you get an update. Ooooo exciting! *Not*

I believe I’m finally finding my groove working two jobs. Yes, two. My full time web-design job pays well but if I intend to keep my Batmobile, a second job was needed. That’s where KU comes in. I’m not sure what the actual name of my 2nd job is but if I had to name it myself, I’d say “awesome custodian to KU athletics department and stuff.” It’s like night & day. Kinda like having a secret identity that’s not really secret. Monday – Friday from 8-4 p.m. I’m a mild mannered web designer spamming up your internets in a cubicle and by night I’m a fast paced cleaning machine (with a radio, huzzah). In between I’m attempting to raise kids, play WoW (World of Warcraft) and keep my fiance happy. I think in the end I achieve zen or something. Hey, I can dream.

Anyroo, here’s to my first blog post of 2011 and the promise of more.

Happy New Year poppets!

When the holidays throw you a lemon…

5 Dec

Make Lemon Drop shots? Okay that isn’t how it goes but damn it iffin it ain’t the way it should be.

I’m not a fan of Christmas. I used to be, you know, when I was a kid and stuff. Now a days, not so much. No.

I do love the Christmas lights, the seasonal pumpkin spice lattes, candy canes, holiday parties, etc. But the stress of actually shopping with money you don’t have in weather that is less than desirable with people not so full of holiday cheer really sucks the fun out of the holiday.

This year I’m going to try my damnedest to enjoy it though with a Lemon Drop shot (or twelve). Now if I could just get a lemon without having to get dressed & leave the house.

Lemon Drop Shots

Vodka
1 tbsp sugar
1 lemon wedge

Fill a shot glass with vodka. Dip lemon wedge in sugar, bite and hold the juice in your mouth. Shoot the vodka and lick your lips.

WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may make you think you are whispering when you are not.

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