“Kate’s Grace”…That implies I have Grace LOL!

I apologize greatly about the unexpected hiatus I ended up taking from my blog.  Nothing devastating or tragic has happened to cause it, but I have found that in the phases of parenting, the months of  “I can get away with multi-tasking” all too quickly turned into “What are you doing?” “What are you into?”  “Get that out of your mouth!” and even a lingering stare in the direction of my laptop during kidlet’s waking hours leads to her asking “Up?” (meaning sitting on my lap) and that’s completely unproductive.
Thus the days of RL have completely taken over, and honestly by the time I get some time at night to think about getting on-line, I’m too tired.  Yes, that is an admission that I’m getting old.  Don’t tell anyone. Thank God Blackberry has entered my life!  At least that way I can still keep on-top of e-mails and try to keep up with Twitter, so I’m not completely gone.

What has happened since I’ve been gone?  Well let’s see….I completed the local “Biggest Loser” program at the YMCA and to date have lost (and kept off) 24 lbs.  I’m still working on more, but getting the gym seems harder.  Lol.
My husband and I also looked into buying an existing Coffee Shop in our downtown, but it took us 2 weeks of homework to discover the owner lied to us and only made $7,000 last year being open 6 days a week year-round.  Yeah, no thanks.  Luckily we found out all of that before ever spending a dime.
In the meantime, my knitting has exploded.  I knitted a hat for kidlet in Feb. and when the girls at the shop saw it, they put in a combined order for 10 of them.  Not only that, but I also have a wholesale order through the floral shop I work at for 200 hand knit ornaments by Oct.  Thus, this has all turned into a small business I’ve named “Kate’s Grace.”  I”ve gotten clothing labels, hang tags and business cards to tie it all together.  I’ve also gotten as far as establishing a business e-mail but no on-line shop (yet).  I have to fill these orders before I can knit inventory for the on-line market.  My biggest fear is that I won’t complete the wholesale order in time, even though I know I will.  There’s a lot to do!

These are the last 3 hats I knit for my order of 10.  Only 4 more to go!

These are the last 3 hats I knit for my order of 10. Only 4 more to go!

The Hang Tags I Have for My Knitted Pieces With my Logo and Info on the Back

The Hang Tags I Have for My Knitted Pieces With my Logo and Info on the Back

So, the nights after kidlet goes to bed, going on-line also takes 2nd place to the knitting needles.  I already have a feeling that when these orders are done, I’m going off the deep end creatively knitting to change things up.  This should be considered a warning to my friends and family come Christmas.  If I knit you something, just smile and nod no matter what it is.  Deal?
On the Orchid front: They are doing WONDERFULLY!  I have a mini Catt in bloom, another in bud and 2 full size Catts in sheath.  I’ll make sure to post pics as soon as they bloom!
And kidlet:  Oh, kidlet…she’s doing amazing!  She’s starting with full sentences, she calls our bluffs, and relevantly chimes in on conversations between hubby and I in the car.  We took to the zoo last weekend and out of all the exotic animals she saw, the big, black ugly pig was her favorite.  That’s our girl!  Here are some pics:

Kidlet's Favorite Animal at the Zoo...Go Figure

Kidlet's Favorite Animal at the Zoo...Go Figure

Us Girls at the Zoo

Us Girls at the Zoo

It Was a Good Day at the Zoo.....

It Was a Good Day at the Zoo.....

So, I guess that wraps up life here at the moment.  Both Hubby’s and my jobs are crazy right now, but that’s the same story every year.  Spring means prepping camp to open and Gardening Season at the shop.  Hopefully, we’ll be back to normal soon.  Wait….us normal?  Nevermind!

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Smooth Away…Far, Far Away

Okay, I’ve never been big on infomercials.  Call me a skeptic.  So, when I saw a commerical for something called “Smooth Away”–where you buff away your hair, I dismissed it and mentally made fun of the suckers who would order.  It wasn’t until my sister-in-law actually got and said it worked that I got thinking.  Now that I’m at the gym 5 days a week, I do the majority of my bathing there and as anyone (okay-girl) knows, shaving in a locker room bathroom isn’t exactly comfortable.  So, I bit–Thinking that this would be a great way to maintain my girly-ness during the week.  
The package arrived here Weds. night.  In a lull between kidlet being happy and supper getting underway, I took it into the bathroom to give it a test run.  Having recently shaved, I didn’t really have much to work with so I thought I would do my upper lip. 
*Rub, rub, rub* “Hmmm..seems to be working a little, but I should press harder. ”
*Rub, rub, rub* “That’s the ticket.  Feels okay so far…..lemme finish up here….and done.  Oh wait, missed a spot….” *Rubbing harder* “Okay, really done.  I should lotion.” 
*Applying cream…pausing…starting to feel pain as a pink mark spreads across my lip…pain turning to burning….pink getting red.  Wanting to scream but kidlet is just down the hall.  More lotion should help–another wave of pain and burning.  More lotion still.  More pain and burning still. 
“Well, I guess I just figured out what it’s like to take a power sander to my face.”   With nothing left to do, I went out to see my husband with a tell tale red mustache of doom.  The look on my face told him not to mess to me, and my mark told him I had been through enough, so he was kind–not even laughing in front of me. 
I applied 5 more coats of lotion that night, praying for the best the next day.  
The best didn’t exactly come.  As I wandered into the gym, my “red mustache of doom” had tamed to pink, but all in all, I still looked like I just blew the Koolaid Guy.  “Ohhhhh, yeah.” 
LUCKILY, by Friday (and work) it was tame enough to cover with make-up.  Praise the Lord.
In the meantime, you’d think that all of this would be enough for me to pitch them.  Maybe it’s because of the recession or more realistically, because I’m slow, I’m gave them another whirl last night.  This time on my legs.  Surprisingly, it was this time that they actually worked like a charm, so I guess it’s not a complete waste. 
Life Lesson #156 Taking ANY kind of sand paper to your face is a BAD IDEA.  Hope this helps someone.

The Apple Cider Vinegar Gang….or not.

Wow.  I know it’s been a while since my last post.  I apologize.  There’s just something about RL that seems to take over.  Who knew? 
Anyway, I’m doing well.  I’ve dropped a total of 10 lbs. so far but have been stuck in a plateau for 4 weeks now.  I’m officially on the cusp of desperation.  I’m in the gym 5 days a week now for at least an hour each session.  I’ve even tried doing straight shots of Apple Cider Vinegar in the mornings….until my stomach said “screw you” in so many words.  That in itself was so nasty that I dare not puke to have to re-live it again.  Ack.
I know I’m gaining muscle mass as my clothes continue to get looser and I can now beat my Hubby in full-body push ups.   I’m also lifting 50-60lbs. on all the weight machines across the board and I can now run a mile without needing to call EMS.   But the number is still frustrating me.  Hopefully something will give soon.    Otherwise, my dad always said that if one wanted to drop 20lbs. of ugly fat ASAP, they can always cut off their head.   Something to think about.
In other news, life is good.   Work is still quiet, but the days are getting warmer which is triggering Spring Fever here and thus more customers, if nothing else, to look.
I’ve also reconnected with some old friends and that has been great.  It’s funny how time flies.  My best friend from college has also been kind enough to come and visit twice in 3 months, and each time is amazing.  It’s one of those relationships you can pick up right where you left off, be yourself, say anything and it all just works incredibly well.  You don’t come across those kind of relationships too often.  I am certainly lucky.
Our summer is looking busy, but a busy that I can’t wait for.  Admittedly, with my husband’s line of work, our “Family/recreational” summer doesn’t kick off until the end of August, but come Sept. there’s an amazing group camping trip to the U.P. in the works, and on Labor Day my Hubby and I will be going to our first Brewer’s Game.  I had so hoped to be able to see U2 this summer, but after looking at venues and ticket prices…..yeah…not gonna happen.  I’m pretty bummed about that, but this summer should still be good nonetheless.  If anyone has another concert they want to see, let me know!!!!!!!
Otherwise, that’s about it for now.  My life at the moment is the gym, work and kidlet.  Oh, and kidlet is doing great.  She now sings with the radio including the All American Rejects “Hope it Gives you Hell.”  Unfortunately, the only word she sings is “hell.”  Oops.  She’s growing like a weed and continues to surprise us everyday with something new out of her mouth.

My Winter of Discontent

Ahhh, another V-Day survived in the Floral Shop.  Granted this one was a lot slower than any in my memory.  When V-Day falls on a weekend it’s usually slower for Florists anyway, but couple that with the economy and it was down all the way around.  All we can do is hope next year is better.
With down business means lack of stories this year.  I usually have a good tale or two about guys sending to multiple girlfriends or any other number of creepy events, but no such luck this year.  Oh well.

I’m frying a bigger fish in my life right now.  And I sit here angry at myself.  I have a really great life.  A wonderful husband, a beautiful little girl, a roof over our head, and I still sit with a void in my life.  I don’t know what it is, but the feeling of this empty hole in the pit of my stomach is eating me alive.  I’m restless 24/7 and always feeling like I should be working on something bigger, but I have no idea what that something is. 
On the other hand, I sit here yelling at myself.  How dare I ask for more when so many have less.  How dare I not feel satisfied.  How dare I want more.  How selfish of me. 

I have tomorrow off and think I will spend my day here at this computer, looking up charities or projects that are bigger than me that might offer a shot at filling this void.  Maybe, just maybe I’ll get lucky and get an answer.  A girl can only hope.

Crap.

Today was….well terrible.  Sorry.  Work has been so slow.  All of us have been laid off various days, which cuts into our paychecks.   I just keep remembering that I still have a job, and that seems to make it better.  My co-worker not only broke her shoulder last week, but her husband had a coronary and is not doing well.  I had an 85 year old woman come in and apply for a job today because she lost hers.  There has not been much good news today.
I’m just coming back from class where we did positive visualization….only mine didn’t turn out so positive.  We were told to envision the new, fit us: what it felt like, the confidence derived from it, the happiness….and with that I realized that this mission I’m on still won’t lead me to ultimate happiness.  Yes, I’ll feel better and look better, but when our instructor said: “Envision feeling like you can accomplish anything,” my mind asked what I wanted to accomplish and I didn’t get an answer. 
I sit here frustrated tonight.  I’ve started this overall mission of choosing new goals and accomplishing them, but none of them are leaving me feeling satisfied.  You can bet I’ll finish this road to a healthier me, but it pains me to know that I will most likely still not see myself differently.  I still won’t be truly happy, truly satisfied…..and what frustrates me the most is that I don’t have the answer to what will. 
After every adventure I’ve had, every course I’ve taken, every memory I’ve made…..I’m still truly at square one, and I’m feeling so very selfish for that fact.  I’m blessed with so much, yet here I sit terribly thinking “it’s not enough.”  Crap.

A Good Dose of Life

It’s been an interesting week.  My best friend from college came and stayed with us for the week because of a family situation she’s going through.  This past week has taught me a lot:
It has taught me that sometimes the most effective way you can be a best friend, is by just being there.   That one should always lead by example.  That everyone has something to bring to your life. 
And sometimes other relationships in your life are nothing like you thought they were.   Sometimes you thought they were more important than the other person, and the deflating moment is when u feel replaced–even worse?–when you’re replaced quickly.  It’s hard on the ego, but nothing that’s not a lesson within itself.   That’s the neat thing about life: in every bad situation there’s a lesson and a tool within that to make you better.
I’m well on my way to making myself better!  Still unsure if I want to go into details, but the next 12 weeks will bring incredible changes–a glimpse of who I really am/the old me, the confidence in myself to never make the same mistakes again with myself or others, and I’m bringing back the girl that can take over the world: so you better watch out!
The past week held lessons learned.   This week starts changes made!

It’s Like Christmas Just Puked All Over Me!

Wow!  What a great day!  I dreaded work yesterday, but it turned out great.  We got things done, but also got a chance to blow off some steam as we picked apart some materials used for Christmas centerpieces last year, and found some picks with huge “Diamonds” on them.  I tore one apart, made it into a ring and went around to my-coworkers with this ridiculously huge “diamond” on my hand saying, “He went to Jared!”  (Like the commercials.)  At least we all got a good laugh. 
Today has been nothing but good news.  I was worried about the weekend after Thanksgiving as my friend is having party, but I didn’t know what my family’s Thanksgiving plans were, plus Hubby and I wanted to get away for my Birthday which is that same weekend.  It turns out that my family’s Thanksgiving is cancelled this year due to my step-mom’s leg and ankle injuries.  So it looks like we can find a sitter for kidlet that Sat. head to my friend’s party and Hubby and I can go out after for the night and pick kidlet up Sunday.  So, it all works out in the end.  🙂
Also, it’s just been worked out that my friend from college and I are taking a Girls’ Weekend Jan 23rd & 24th.  We’re meeting halfway and taking 2 nights to ourselves!!  I’m so stinking excited!
AND, I found out at work yesterday that my co-worker and I are switching days Thanksgiving Week which means I work the day before Thanksgiving, but have the day after off.  What makes this better?  Kidlet is at Day Care and Hubby is Hunting.  Can I get a “W00t, W00t!?!?”  LOL 
I don’t know what I did to have Karma smile on me so, but I’ll take it.  🙂

Late Night Ramblings

It’s 9:30p.m. we just finished a movie and with the way I’ve been feeling, I should at least be tired; obviously, that’s not the case.  We watched “Dan in Real Life” tonight and although admittedly slow-moving, I thought it was okay.  Hubby didn’t agree, so I suppose I’ll let him take a crack at the Netflix list.  *Mentally preparing myself for consecutive weeks of “shoot ’em up, blow ’em up, boobie” flicks.*  –Sigh. 
Sitting at the table tonight with kidlet, both of us coloring (what…?) while Hubby made dinner, I remembered my childhood where I treated coloring books as practically sacred.  I had so many rules.  I HAD to color the pages in order.  I HAD to color the characters/images the CORRECT colors, and if I wasn’t sure on the colors, I had to look until I found a picture of them to compare.  Furthermore, I got mad at other kids for making marks on pages that weren’t next to be colored and I got equally as mad when they didn’t color the characters/images the RIGHT (as in true to life) colors.  Wow, even then I had issues….  I guess the silver-lining to this disturbing tale is that I’m weeks shy of 28 and I can FINALLY color an Octopus purple, or give Minnie a red dress instead of her pink one.  However, I still might need to attend a meeting here or there to keep up with my progress. 
I’m also happy to report that my eye has improved, is less swollen and I may ACTUALLY have a shot of resuming eye make-up for work come Monday.  Miracles come in all forms.  I guess this also means I can resume walking in an upright position as opposed to the hunched-over Igor impression my co-workers found humorous.  *shrug*
Tomorrow is Sunday which brings Football and Nascar.  I tried to squeeze in some college football today, and although Hubby wasn’t happy I only had to argue that it was on right before the news and that I was waiting for news to come on.  That won me 3rd and 4th quarter of the WI vs MN game. -SWEET. 
So, although this week has been rough, it was full of a lot of lessons and reminders, and who couldn’t use those?  Afterall, it’s why we’re here.  Oh!  And I got a clean house out of it, so I really did win all the way around.

Who Needs a Couch When There’s a House to Clean?

What a difference a day makes.  I had some inner demons that I had to conquer, and I successfully did that today, surprisingly with housework.  WOW!  Someone should have told me years ago what good therapy housecleaning is.  It would have saved me a lot of money. 😉 LOL.
This all sort of freaked out my Hubby as I’m not usually the one to initiate a good deep-clean, so he was kind of confused, but it didn’t matter to me.  It was through a great “Pitch and Purge” session that filled 4 garbage bags, that left me once again feeling like me, and that I can do anything.  I missed this feeling!   Who knew?! 
I’m also feeling physically better and think I’m beating whatever is trying to keep me down.  I still feel the worst in the mornings until the drugs kick-in, but once that happens I’m almost back to 100%.  
It’s a good day afterall.  We need the bad days to appreciate the good ones. 🙂

Bah-HumBug

Today was well…..CRAPPY.  I got into work today, feeling solemn–emotionally, mentally and physically drained.  The vibe from my co-workers didn’t help.  It’s the time of year where 12 women try to decorate one store  for Christmas and there gets to be too many cooks in the kitchen and too much estrogen…need I say more?  Bah.
I did my best to pull myself out of it, but i never really succeeded.  Even being in the back and up to my elbows in soil as I planted a Lady Palm, didn’t raise my spirits…that’s almost unheard of.
So, I’m glad today is done.  It was spent filling funeral orders and hanging Christmas ornaments while being trapped in my own head.  YIKES.  I’m physically still feeling like hell, as I’m still dealing with an eye infection, and now a cold or sinus thing on top of it.  The upside to all of this, is that I now have enough meds to run a small nursing home.   
So, I think I’m going to try and take this weekend for me.  To rest, to sort things out, to get my head back in the game, in part to get my head pulled out of my butt and my body back to normal.  We’ll see how it goes.

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