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A post with toast

I’m guest posting over at BB’s place today. Check it out if you get a minute. It sort of explains my lack of blogging lately.

I did, however, make a new masthead this morning. Hippos are my favorite and that’s a Christmas cookie that I made this past Christmas. It makes me happy. Even though I gave up sweets for Lent and holy Lord I’ve never craved anything as bad as I’ve been craving waxy chocolate cake donuts lately. Thirty-six days left. Ugh.

In other news, Caitlyn sent me an email yesterday and this what it said:

“Just checking to see if you’re ok. Of all people to have updated their blogs with pictures of heart-decorated towels and cookies, it’d be you.”

I don’t want to disappoint, so I will have you all know that I have had my Valentine’s Day towels proudly displayed for the last couple weeks and I wore pink socks to yoga last night in honor of the holiday. Also, yesterday morning when TB woke up at 5:45 and got in the shower, I stealthily snuck out of bed and into the kitchen to make him this:

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Yeah, that is heart-shaped peanut butter toast. In other words, I’m still me.

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Gah. I’m still here. Still alive. Still breathing. A lot of things have happened in the past few days and it has been a whirlwind of emotions, but I’m hanging in there. Part of the stuff is something that I can’t/don’t want to divulge to strangers on the internet, but here’s a part I can/do want to tell you about:

I have poison ivy! Again! As if this time and this time weren’t enough, the inside of yours truly’s left calf is covered in itchy blisters. Again. And it’s the freakin’ dead of winter! Seriously. Only I would get poison ivy on January 22. And the icing on this blistery cake? I get to throw away another pair of boots! I don’t know if the black ones from the last time rubbed on the brown ones I got it from this time or what. All I know is that I have now had to dispose of two perfectly awesome pairs of my favorite boots ever because they are infested with invisible poison ivy oil. That, combined with the lovely prednisone I’m taking, damn near makes me want to cry.

I did, however, watch The Secret on DVD last night. A friend sent me a copy for Christmas and since I was feeling particularly shitty about the state of my life last night, I popped it in. It was an hour and a half long and a little cheese-tastic at times, I really liked the message it conveyed. Basically, it’s about the law of attraction. If you think about things that you don’t want all the time, those are the things that will come into your life. For example, if you wake up late and then stub your toe getting out of bed, you might tell yourself ‘this is gonna be a shitty day.’ And it will be. Because that’s what you’re expecting. The opposite is also true. If you think positive thoughts and think about the things the you want in your life, good things will happen to you. It’s just the power of positive thinking. I found it really interesting, so I recommend it if you need a little reminder to feel good about life.

Anyway…

So TB and I have tentatively picked a time-frame for the wedding. He suggested October and while I feel like that’s a little soon, it would be nice to be married by the holidays and be able to buy a house and live together without upsetting any family members. (Also, house = dog, so you know I’m excited about that.) Plus, even though I know the time would fly by, spring feels far away. So, I guess we’re shooting for October. And I guess we’re going to have it here.

I emailed three churches in town (the one we go to and two other pretty ones - just to see) to check on their availability. I already heard back from one of the pretty ones and it is unavailable for the four dates I suggested, but the helpful woman provided me with two other churches similar to it, so I’m going to email them now. Hopefully we can find a great place and plan a wedding that we’re both happy with. Or should I say, we WILL find a great place and plan a wedding that we’re both happy with. You know, it’s the power of positive thinking and whatnot. (I’m even getting on my own nerves with this whole ‘positive new outlook’ thing, but hey, it seems to be working and I’m in a good mood today, so whatever it takes, right?)

Also, on another wedding planning note, TB has a friend who had some wedding pictures published in a book and therefore had a bunch of free copies. I wasn’t sure what the book was, but the guy gave TB one and yesterday he came home with this:

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I think we’re all set.

Thanks to everybody who delurked. I adore you all. However, I know there’s way more of you than that. I get it though - you’re shy. I was the same way until I started my own blog. I just read from afar and never commented. That’s fine. I promise I don’t bite though, so if you ever feel inclined to comment, please do so. And then we can all sit around a camp fire holding hands and singing Kumbaya. Or something.

Anyway, ask and ye shall receive:

Clink asked: What’s your favorite mac and cheese recipe?
That’s a good question. My favorite mac and cheese ever is the homemade stuff my grandma makes but I, unfortunately, do not have the recipe. Yet. I’ll add that to my list of things to get the next time I’m home. As far as the boxed stuff goes, Annie’s Shells and White Cheddar is my favorite. I also usually throw a little lobster in there (thanks for the idea, Molly!) because 1) it adds protein and 2) it’s delicious.

Lisa wants to know: Any chance you could post a kiddie pic?
Absolutely! Again though, this is something I am going to have to grab when I’m home next. Sad as it is, I don’t think I have a single picture of myself as a kid here in Indiana. Gah, I am such a tease.

JenBun asked: What’s your favorite book?
Asking me to pick my favorite book is asking me to rank all of my favorite foods below macaroni and cheese. It’s virtually impossible. I will say though that right now I have two favorite books that I’ve read recently. The Girls by Lori Lansens and A Thousand Splendid Suns by Khaled Hosseini. They were both books that I could hardly put down and both of them made me tear up at the end. Speaking of tearing up, I also love the book Marley and Me by John Grogan. This could seriously go on for days.

Hazel wants to know: Why do you have Kwarter spelled like that?
I wish I had a better answer for this other than quarterlifecrisis was already taken. Also, looking back, I wish I would have picked something different because ‘kwarter life crisis’ is pretty limiting. (Damn you, hindsight.) I was at a weird point in my life (having a quarter life crisis and all) but I wish I had thought it through a little more and picked something else. I guess now though my URL is just ‘klc’ and I suppose I could just change my display name and make those letters mean something else. Kites love cookies? Koalas living crazily? Anybody?? I’m open to suggestions.

Z asked: What are you wearing today?
Well Z, it’s Friday so I’m rockin’ the jeans. On top, I have a pink cable-knit sweater on with a little white T-shirt underneath it. I have on black and white plaid ballet flats. I’m also still wearing the tan North Face Denali (size Girls Large) that I got for Christmas and my scarf because it is always freezing balls in my office.

La wants to know: When are you going to come and visit, already?!
That’s a damn good question. You plan it, I’ll be there. With bells on. And gluten-free goodies in hand. Although really, I don’t think that you and I can have a sleepover because neither one of us can apparently sleep all the way through the night. I guess we would have a wakeover? Also, if I came, I might unintentionally shove Boots into my bag and then take him home with me by mistake. I mean, you never know. Accidents happen.

Erin asked: What color is your hair?
First of all, no, that’s not weird at all. I, too, have images in my head of people who’s blogs I read and am curious as to how accurately I am portraying them. However, if you do some digging around in the archives (hint: try August) you can find some anonymous-but-still-showing-a-little-bit-of-my-hair pictures. But, to directly answer your question, brown. My hair is brown. And bonus fact - TB’s hair is brown too.

In the words of Billy Madison (another random fact: my friend Sarah and I had that entire movie memorized in junior high), does anybody have any more brain busters?

Happy Friday, everyone.

What? You didn’t hear? Yep, it’s Belated Delurking Day. Well, at least that’s what we’re celebrating here at Kwarter Life Crisis. Why? Because I said so. And I make the rules. And, okay, I missed the real one that was last week.

Side note: Who is in charge of creating official blog holidays? Is there some blog holiday Web site that I don’t know about? Are there blog holiday calendars so you know when shit happens? Geesh.

Anyway, I’m curious about you guys. Where you’re from, what you do for a living, how long you’ve been reading my blog, why you keep coming back, how old you are, what you look like, etc. You guys intrigue me.

In an ideal world, I would like for everyone to come on over, stop by my cube, shake my hand, say hi and maybe bring some cookies for us to eat. (Also, I’m having a great hair day!) However, gas is kind of expensive and I might have a hard time explaining the parade of people to my boss, so maybe you could just a leave a comment here instead? That would be super.

Feel free to ask me something that you’re curious about. Maybe there’s something I haven’t covered on this blog that you really want to know. Or maybe not and you’d like to politely tell me ‘thanks, but I could care less about your pictures of your mom’s holiday decorations!’ Either way, I would mostly just like to know where you are from, your favorite holiday and your favorite food. Easy enough, right?

(Hint: If you pick Christmas and macaroni and cheese, you and I can be BFFs.)

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