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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

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The Blizzard of Oz 2011

1 Feb

Welcome to Oz and our very first, possibly, real snow in 2011. We knew it was coming, thought it was somewhat exaggerated (Scoff! 9-14 inches?) and some of us actually prepared for it anyway. While the droves of panicked Lawrencians flooded the grocery section of Target last night buying up milk, diapers, formula & bread – I was casually strolling the aisles in search of Red Pepper hummus, the perfect companion flavor of  Wheat Thins, a package or two of brat-dogs & some buns. Not to mention that last night I made heaven on a plate with my rendition of Nachos ala Kimberlee, but I digress. This doesn’t make me smarter than the other folks, just cooler :p

So here I sit after a hummus breakfast attempting to get some work done (real-job sort of stuff) while snowed in with 3 kids who are hyped up on brownie bites, sugar cookies & Sunny Delight. I may need to take my chances outside!

C’mon Already…

4 Jan

These days nothing can seem to move fast enough. I’m ready to GO GO GO! Everything else is just… crawl crawl crawl. I’ve been in Kansas for three years now (as of Feb 8th, 2011), just waiting and waiting and waiting some more for something to happen. This is the year baby, oh yea 2011 – I can feel it.

  • Wedding? Eventually.
  • My first house? I hope so.
  • A raise? Oh hells yes! Mayhaps.
  • A hammock in the shade? Make it so.

I raise my glass, a toast to making it happen – anyone who dares to stand in my way can lick my glass.

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!

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