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Tuesday, bluesday. Blahsday. Ewwwsday. Why does Tuesday exist?

So what am I doing on this Tuesday? A few things:

...am wishing the prettiest madre in all the land a happy birthday! We are heading to our neighbor's house tonight for a fun dinner & cuppycakies. And I'm chomping at the bits to give her ze birthday present I got her. I'm heading to NYC on June 12 for work, so I bought her a ticket to join me. She'll be visiting her sister & brother while I work. She has these plans already & was going to buy her own ticket tonight - but this way is so much better. She's done so much for us over the years, so this is little in comparison to that. And we get to have a fun breakfast in the city together!

...am fairly certain that I found our couch! Isn't she a beaut? AND, at half the price of the Ballard one I fell in love with, she's a winner. We are going to take advantage of the no interest for 48 months and 15% off this weekend, and if it all works out and we love it in person, she will be delivered on June 26, just a few days after we move in! Perfection, i tell ya. And at Ashley of all places! SO hoping that the quality is what we are expecting.

...am being a total nerd. Two screens for work and then I put the mac on the printer so I could watch Dawson's Creek. I'm the type of person who has to have something going on in the background or else I will let my ADD take over and I won't get anything done. And what better way than Dawson's? It also makes me really miss high school. Which is weird, college was way better than high school.

...am wondering what this is. It SAYS it's a citrus reamer, but I call that suspect. It's kind of like that strange curling wand with three balls on it. Just...strange.

...am devouring a huge bowl of kale chips. Next up, strawberries. Then broccoli. Then cherries. I think I need to start a garden, because the amount of veggies I have been eating is insane lately! But it kind of makes my breath smell odd, maybe I shouldn't eat this around people.

...am wondering if my dad just doesn't know what a filter is. Yesterday we were at Loft buying my mom some things for her birthday and he started talking about how excited he was to have me back (mainly probably because I do all the shopping for my mom for him) and how he was also excited for a granddaughter. I assumed he meant my future niece that my sweet sister-in-law is totally going to have (what? I can wish!), but NOPE. He meant me. This was all in front of the girl checking us out. She probably thought we were INSANE. I know I did. He told me it was about time already - uhh, thanks Dad, haven't even been married a year yet.

...am thinking of a fun Wedding Wednesday post tomorrow. Posted on time! What?!

brought to you by screenshot

Sometimes I get ideas for these fantastic posts but I'm too ADD to remember them 5 minutes later. Which is a problem on days like today when I have nothing to write about. BUT then I remembered that sometimes I take screenshots on my phone of interesting things to talk about. So today I bring you 5 of those little gems for your enjoyment. 

Also - if you read yesterday's post, go back and read my sister's comment. It's golden. And if you didn't read it, do read them both. Duh.

OK so this one isn't a screen shot, but I totally forgot it was on my phone. This is genius and I'm making them for every party I throw in the future. 

You know when you get on instagram and end up on a photo of a friend of a friend of a friend's sister? And have no clue how you got there? This is one of those. Holy diamond, right? From what I deduced, this girl is a junior in college. Homeboy's daddy has got some monayyyy. And now is where I hope and pray that none of you know this girl.

I could entertain myself for HOURS with the comments on the celeb's accounts. WELL OKAY THERE corn_hat, tell us how you really feel. 

I just can't even believe that this exists. I could not think of anything more disgusting if I tried.

First off, yes. I follow Sophia Lucia. And all the Dance Mom's girls. This picture made me (almost) unfollow her. She's like 8 years old. She got a $500 purse and her response? #finally. IS THAT A JOKE? Please tell me that is a joke. The closest I ever got to an LV was the $20 one I bartered down to $5 in Greece. He even lit it on fire to show me that it was "real." HA. 

And for your viewing pleasure, here's a video of my nephew playing baseball. Kids got talent. And he told me he loved me this morning. I'm not going to be able to stop talking about that for a few days. #sorryimnotsorry

run for the cube

The other day A and I were running some errands (aka going to Target) and we were listening to The Jim Rome Show. His car, his choice. I actually really like listening to sports shows, so I don't mind at all. 

We started in the middle of a segment about pronunciation. By the end of it, I was laughing so hard I was crying. So like all other funny things in my life, I feel the need to share with all of you. If you are having a bad day, you no longer will be after this, trust me.

Runforthecube is a channel on YouTube. The about me? "I'm an unprofessionally trained Pronunciation & Linguistics expert in the English Language." And a really freaking hilarious one at that. I actually heard about this a while back but couldn't remember it for the longest time. Of course it all comes back to me now and OF COURSE it was a segment on Ellen. Turns out that people over seas are actually listening to this and THEY BELIEVE IT. I die. 

The segment was a game to see who could guess which celebrities were being pronounced. Here's some of the funnier ones.

Hilarious, right? When you see the name he's pronouncing, it makes sense. But when you don't? It's hard to know what the heck he is saying. 

If you didn't find that funny, you are insane you need to watch this last one for sure. And then spend hours on the channel like I just did. Whoops! 

I ka-new you were trauble when you walk-ee-d eiiinnn. 

Happy thursday, y'all!

balls, etc.

That's right, Bowden is losing his manhood on Monday. 

Not to toot my own horn, but he's pretty genius, so I think he hears us mentioning it. Psycho dog mom alert. There's been lots of hiding in the corners around here lately. 

Yesterday Beth posted some photos of a sandwich she made. It made me crave the PB Bacon burger from Yo Mama's in New Orleans, but I couldn't drive two hours just for a burger. So instead I pulled a copy cat and made an elvis just like Beth did, minus the jelly. Because that's just gross. You guys, IT WAS SO GOOD. Bacon + pb + texas toast = the best lunch ever. 

I found this on pinterest (via) and I'm going to add it to the toilets in our apt on my lunch break. HOW COME HE NEVER REMEMBERS THIS?! Men...

This will be made this weekend. I joined a gym Tuesday so I can eat this with no regret, right? Joining the gym and actually going to the gym are the same thing, right?

I'll be building this soon, but not for my child that doesn't exist, for me. Kid at heart, y'all. (via)

Now excuse me as I end this randomness and escape to paradise. (via)

a-z. or in other words, I GOT NOTHING

On Monday mornings I have to drive an hour to work in the office. It's a day I dread for many reasons:

1. I sleep in late most Sunday mornings, so I have a hard time going to bed at a good time that night. Which makes 6:35 SO MUCH fun. (Normal wakeup time is 7:55...perks of working from home.)
2. I have to wear real clothes. I should buy stock in VS sweatpants.
3. The drive is MISERABLE. Never driven on I-10 to or from Baton Rouge? Count your lucky stars.

And also, I have to work on this boring old PC. Nobody told me how much a mac would spoil me! And this boring old PC has blocked websites. Meaning that I can't get any of the gif's I had planned to go into today's post.

It was going to be an awesome post, I thought of it during my whole hour drive. I could do it tonight, sure, but the NC game is tonight and I have to devote all of my attention to that. RIP college football 2012, I'll miss you.

So it was either post nothing or do this survey that I found on Busy Becka, so survey it is. Channelling my inner myspace here...

A. Age: 24 and three-hundred and fifty something days. Learning to embrace the fast approaching 25.

B. Bed size: king. and I will never ever, ever...go smaller. 

C. Chore you hate:  all of them? but mainly laundry. which is why I have way more pairs of panties then I will ever know what to do with.

D. Dogs: ooooh my puppy lovie. I squeal when I think about my lover boy, Bowden. If I got so lucky with the cutest dog ever, does that mean my kids will be ugly? (Oh the random thoughts I have.) 
Insert super adorable picture of Bowden that blogger won't let me upload. YAY for Mondays!

E. Essential start to your day: forcing myself out of bed by 8:00. Yeah, yeah, I have it easy. Whatever, it's still hard.

 

F. Favorite color: navy and grey. Or gray. Which one is the color? 

 

G. Gold or Silver: both. I mix. Engagement ring is platinum and wedding band is rose gold. If David Yurman can do it, so can I. 

 

H. Height: 5'2" - and some additional centimeters that I don't claim

I. Instruments you play: piano

 

J. Job Title: National Sales Coordinator. booorrringggg.

 

K. Kids: I alternate between wanting one right now and wanting a bottle of champagne right now.

 

L. Live:  out loud

 

M. Married:  to my mister. 

 

N. Nicknames: Kaits. I still am bitter about not having a good nickname as a kid. My kids are going to have AWESOME ones

 

O. Overnight hospital stays: never for anything to do with me. Once when my dad got hit by a truck and once when my nephew had pyloric stinosis.

 

P. Pet peeve: ooooh geeze. One-uppers, gum smackers, Kim Kardashian. Sorry, but you are not, never were, and will never be a size 2, so stop telling people that.

 

Q. Quote: "Don't go to the grave with life unused." Bobby Bowden

 

R. Righty or Lefty: righty but always wanted to be a lefty. (slash wanted to be exactly like my much cooler older sister, she is a lefty)

 

S. Siblings:  older brother and sister (twins) and a younger sister. Then three brother-in-laws and three sister-in-laws.  

 

T. Time you wake up: 7:55...8:00...8:05...depends on the day of the week.

U. University attended:  SFA and then LSU.

 

V. Vegetables you dislike:  tomatoes. You saw those are a fruit? Whatever, still hate them. 

 

W. What makes you run late: my hair. It's insane and has a mind of it's own. I HATE my hair.

X. X-rays you've had: nada

 

Y. Yummy food: anything with cheese. or pasta. 

Z. Zoo animal favorite: baby ellie.

 Made it to the end? Hooray! I almost didn't. I'll be back on my normal computer tomorrow with a much better post.

lesson learned

Happpppy Monday, folks. (It never is a happy Monday but I'm convinced by saying it like that, it will magically become a happy Monday. Hasn't worked yet but I'm not one to give up easy.)

We didn't do much of anything this weekend to warrant an update - one thing was fun but it's my Si.Pi.Di. for the week, so come back Thursday to check that out.

Learned something new this weekend, though. Want to know how to make your phone ring off the hook so you feel super popular? (Slash super annoyed and want to throw your phone against the wall...) Well my friends, the answer is to simply get a quote for a car over the Internet.

Houston Kia dealerships - 1. Kaitlyn - 0.

I don't really SUPER need a new car - but I can just feel my Saturn starting to crap out on me. (It's getting old, 80,000 miles old.) And, since they don't even MAKE Saturn's any more, repairs could be pretty pricey.

Our neighbor in our old apartment complex got the new Optima last year and ever since then I've been in loooveeee. Isn't it so pretty?

So on Friday, I got an innocent little quote online to see what my monthly payments would be. (Sidenote - it's SUPER nice to have a car that's completely paid off...a car payment every month would cut into my house savings a lot.)

Innocent my behind! On Friday ALONE I got 10 phone calls. TEN! All Houston area Kia dealerships called and left voicemails. And then I got 12 emails. I am not exaggerating!!

I get that they are just doing their job, but it's so annoying. If I was thinking of seriously buying, I would pick the one dealership that didn't call at all. Maybe I'm just a certain type of consumer, but I don't like to be pestered or annoyed. Like when I walk into a store, I want to be left alone. If I want help, I'll ask for it.

Real substance here today, I know. It was a long night of no sleep thanks to snorry mc snorston.