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Tuesday, December 27, 2005
Quick note before I leave....I planned on posting the Top Five of 05 today for my poor friends that actually have to work today, but in true Cathie fashion, I have waited until the last possible second to pack for our ski trip, and I have no time to put my lists together. My sincerest apologies. My New Years resolution is going to be not to procrastinate so much. No procrastination=no regrets! Oh, and to be even more fabulous than I was this year. I encourage you all to do the same.
I hope you all had as much fun at Christmas as we did! I have to run now, but before I go, did anyone--ANYONE--record/Tivo the Dolphins/Titans game on Saturday?? Allison was on TV with her cutie little Santa hat, and not even my faithful Ryan Tivo'd the game. So, if you did, please e-mail me and let me know. Otherwise I am going to have to go on some wild internet search to find a company that sells things like this.
Anywhos, I'll write when I return on the 4th. Look for me at the Outback Bowl!
Happy New Year :) xoxoxo
Friday, December 23, 2005
My sentiments exactly!http://kingsburycomputer.com/download/christmas.htm
Enjoy--compliments of Scurtis.
Monday, December 19, 2005
It's Graduation Day!Yippeeeee!! Now school is really really over! Very exciting stuff.
Anyhoo, on to more exciting news: Allison is the Dolphins new good luck charm, and something uber cool happened yesterday. As you all know, she went to the Dolphins/Bills game a couple weeks back (which was awesome, by the way), and their seats are right by the tunnel where the team comes in and out. So after the victorious end of the Bills game, Traveras Tillman walked up to her and gave her one of his gloves, and Jason Taylor gave her his wrist band. Awesome. She was so excited.
So, she went to the Dolphins/Jets game yesterday, and she was allll decked out in her Dolphins Cheerleading outfit, Dolphins necklace, Dolphins bracelets, the whole kit and kaboodle. When the game ended, she was looking down over the wall as the team headed off the field, and guess what happened? Randy McMichael walked right up to her and gave her both of his gloves! How cool is that?? Apparently, some guys were trying to take them from his hands before Allison could grab them and Randy told them to "back off." Awesome. She's starting a collection. Let's see what/whose she gets at Saturday's game against the Titans. ;)
Friday, December 16, 2005
This is awesome...I love that she was "allegedly allegedly assaulted.."
http://upi.com/NewsTrack/view.php?StoryID=20051216-095441-2584r
Thursday, December 15, 2005
So, I've received mixed reviews....Some of you LOVE LOVE LOVE it, and others gave me the "Eh....it's.....cute...I guess." Except for Tita and Kimmie, who clearly do not like change, and prefer the black background. Anyways, I attempted to change it back to what I had before, but that proved to be disastrous. I don't know what I did, but it was nothing good.
But, I am very tired, and even though there are still 6 days till company shutdown (and a little more than a week till we hit the slopes!!), I am already...what's the right colloquialism I am looking for.....spent. So, deal with this template until I care enough to figure out what I did. I'm going to take a nap under my desk now. Night.
Oh, and re: G-ville....I left the picture taking up to my sister. Nuff said. We'll never see them. It's IS a funny story that I may share with you in my "Top 5 Most Effed-Up Trips of Oh-Five" next week.
Wednesday, December 14, 2005
I will have you know.......I did this ALLLLLL on my own! Please send me your thoughts on my site's face lift. I think it's much happier now, as am I. If you put your mouse over the little cross in the upper right hand corner, you can view all the links, previous posts, etc., just like on the last template. And, in my opinion, it doesn't look as cluttered. All the pictures scrolling on top were not chosen by me, but I am going to see if I can edit them (I do love Stitch though--he's so random...). My blog knowledge is not that advanced yet. And I am very busy and do not have any more time to fool with this. So, if you like it, tell me. If you don't, send me your suggestions....
Anxiously awaiting your opinions, I remain,
Cathie ;)
Friday, December 09, 2005
I know I make it look easy.........but I put a lot of work into entertaining you people. So, in return, I ask you all to use the "Comment" feature of this blog. I like to be entertained as much as you do! It's very easy, and you don't even need to create an account or any of that jazz. All you need to do is choose "Other" and type your name (or your alias, if you so choose) and your comment! Easy peasy, lemon squeezy.
In an effort to get the ball rolling, I will do the first ones on KW for you by copying and pasting your e-mails to me. Let's make this site as interactive as possible. It is quite user friendly, as you will see.
One stipulation though:
Don't just post any random thought that comes into your head. Only post things that are funny and/or complimentary. Use it, but don't abuse it. (But, you can tell me how fabulous I am as many times as you'd like. ;))
Wednesday, December 07, 2005
Our Key West AdventureSoooooooooo, here’s the story. I picked Jennifer up at her house around noon on Friday. We were all set. We had our bags packed, we had munchies, we had alcohol, and we had smoky treats. Jenny and I got everything in my car—and we were off. We had a few stops to make (CVS, Farm Stores, etc.) on our way to pick Kimmie up at her office in Homestead. Now, for those not familiar with the area, Homestead is as far south as you can go before hitting the Keys. By the time we got Kimmie and all her luggage into the car, it was 1:30, and we were on our way. We approximated a 4:30 arrival time, more or less, in Key West, with time allotted for our ritual stop at Tiki Bar for a Pain in the Ass. La la la la la la la…..we’re driving down US1, and we were making good time. We approach the end of the stretch when Jilly called to tell us that they were at the Tiki Bar having a drink. I told her we were about 20-30 min. away, and they said they would probably still be there when we arrived. Cool. Then something not so cool happened. Dead. Stop. Traffic.—Fabulous. Jennifer says it’s the Jewfish Creek bridge, and that it will be at least 20-30 min. of sitting there. Fine. What choice did I have? After awhile, we started noticing people walking around, chatting it up, drinking, etc., and lots of cars turning around and heading back north. I hang my head out of the window and shout to the nice British man behind us “What’s going on?” He says “The bridge is broken.” Are you kidding me? Great. The three of us put our heads together and decide it’s probably in our best interest to head back north and take Card Sound Road. Now, we’re not happy about this, but Jennifer started talking about “going in the Volvo,” if you catch my drift (I apologize if you are not a Hugh Grant aficionado). So, again, what choice did I have?
Back north it is. I think we would all normally be rather annoyed by the situation, but there was a vacation to be had! We made the best of our situation and sang and danced all the way back to Homestead. We made a pit stop at Alabama Jacks for Jenny, who, by the way, broke Guinness Records for the longest time any one female was in the bathroom. I was amazed and proud of my dear friend. Aaaaaaaanyways, we were going to get a drink there, but A.J.’s only serves beer. Booooooooo. Let’s push on to Tiki. And push on we did. Traffic was unpleasant on Card Sound Road because word had gotten out that the stretch was closed. Actually, what happened was they SHUT DOWN the entrance to the stretch at Homestead, mere moments after we had passed. Do you see where I’m going with the “bad luck follows me every where I go” theory? But wait; hold on to your seats kids, I’m just getting started.
Yeah, well, thank GOD we had our smoky treats, because this made our horrendous car ride to Tiki, which is now going on 2 hours, much more enjoyable. We were listening to everything from Prince to Kanye—jamming and listening to Kimmie’s deep thoughts on absolutely NOTHING that were very amusing to Jennifer and me. Hallelujah, praise the Lord, we FINALLY made it to Tiki. We made a bee line for the bar, ordered our drinks, and enjoyed a picture perfect Friday afternoon. Ahhhhhhh. I wish I were there now. We called Jilly in the meantime to tell her the situation, so they were well on their way to Key West at this point. Well, we finished our drink, and felt much more optimistic about the rest of our drive. Skipping and whistling, we got back to my car and loaded up. I start the car, place it in reverse, only to be met by the most horrendous, ear piercing sound of metal being mangled that you have ever heard. WTF? The three of us look at each other, and after I scream “What in the holy f**k was that? You have GOT to be KIDDING me!”, we all burst out into laughter. Seriously, this had to be some kind of joke. I take my foot off the brake to try this again, but no…the noise is actually getting worse. I put the car in park, and Jennifer gets out to see if I am dragging something underneath my car.
Picture this if you can (Unfortunately, I was too concerned about my car to take pictures of this..):
Jennifer (laying on dirt under my car): “Ok, REVERSE NOW!”
I SLOWLY reverse, and am met with that sound again, which may have permanently damaged Jenny’s ear drums.
Jenny: “OK STOP!”
Gotcha.
Jenny: “OK, REVERSE AGAIN!”
Play this image in your head three or four times, and that was the next 5 minutes of my life. Believing that Jenny was doing something inherently wrong, Kim felt she needed to get out of the car to assess the situation herself. Now I have Kimmie and Jenny under my car doing the “Reverse!” and “No, STOP!” sh*t. Oh, I forgot one little tidbit of information: we are parked right in front of all the day fishing boats, and it’s that time of day where they are all coming back in. So, this entire spectacle was witnessed by no less than 15 men. Due to our embarrassment, we had to make a decision. And we decided it was a rock. Yup. A rock in my wheel well. Sound good to you? Sounds good to me. I don’t know how convinced Kim was on this, but Jenny and I were satisfied. We made one last ditch effort to see if I was dragging something before pulling back on to US1 with no luck. It was a rock.
The faster we drove and the louder the music was, the less we heard of this rock, which we were very pleased with. Jenny and I were the picture of a Volkswagen commercial, rocking out to every song I played on my iPod. Now here we were, making good time once again, and getting more excited each mile marker we passed. The Seven Mile Bridge was approaching, and it would only be a little further to our destination. (We were convinced at this point that the rock in my wheel well has disintegrated, and no longer existed.) Just as Bon Jovi came on the iPod, we were faced with the unimaginable. Dead. Stop. Traffic. AGAIN. Oh…my….GOODNESS. I think I actually exclaimed something that contained much more profanity than that, but it would be so uncouth to write on my website, don’t you think? Anyways, the three of us are dumbfounded that this is happening AGAIN! It didn’t take long before there were police cars with sirens roaring to pass us going south on the northbound lanes, and the Air Rescue helicopter was hovering above. I had just told Jill moments before that we were on the Seven Mile Bridge, and we would be there before they knew it. Now I had to call her back and explain the situation, which I’m sure after the third tragic phone call sounded like something of a lie. But seriously, check the news! I just can’t win! After listening to my revelation that perhaps this was God’s way of telling us we are not to be in Key West this weekend, we put the car in park and fiddled with the iPod.
I wish that had been it. By the time we had finally made it into Key West, it was 7pm, and Jenny called Ryan to tell him we had made it. Ryan says to Jenny “You think you had a hard time getting DOWN there, wait until you’re leaving during evacuations.” What?? Yeah, some freakin’ tropical storm is supposed to be hitting, and government officials are discussing evacuating the Lower Keys within 24-48 hours. Well, that’s it. After all we had been through that day, we were going OUT. And we did. The pictures will take it from here….
I’m not getting into TOO much detail, because, as I said before, what happens in Key West stays in Key West! So, we are not talking about the following:
1. The old man at Irish Kevin’s that caused me to crawl under the table to get away from him.
2. Rick’s. Need I say more??
3. Me getting lost.
4. Alexis’s sub—and that entire scene on Friday night.
5. Jen’s male stripper.
6. Robin’s dress falling down—repeatedly
7. Robin, Alexis, and Lore getting yelled at by the neighbor.
8. Everything else I don’t remember (sorry! It’s been a couple weeks!)
Tammy, I hope you had a good time!!!! Your wedding is going to be just as much fun! XOXOXO
Tammy driving down....She has what WAS a, um, lollipop of sorts. These were on our bed pillows when we finally made it down.
Who made these lollipops? Robin?
While Kim, Jenny and I were in HELL......
We finally made it to Tiki!!!!
"Uh, I'll have another, please!"
Oh Lore.....you are something else....
Oh yeah, they TOTALLY made Tammy get on stage. That guy (who's packed on a few puonds, eh?) poured some kind of foul Scotch or something into her mouth. I wanted to vomit watching it...
Me and Jilly--another self portrait gone awry...
This picture makes me LAAAAAUGH! Tam, your face is priceless....
Lore kept crashing pictures....there are a series of these....
Me and "Plan A"
Us at Irish Kevin's...so many tongues wagging this weekend!
Robin and me--now, I am posting this pic because I have NO idea who took this pic, and why they thought of taking one in the bathroom of the Karoake bar. I also tried to alter it to dim the flash in the mirror--clearly that did not work. But this pic makes me laugh....
Tammy and Melanie--good times!
Dinner Saturday night--best Bruschetta EVER!
Robin, Joelle and Jilly at Sloppy's
Lorena was SO upset that she forgot her Daisy's at home--this broad totally showed her up!
Tammy and Key West Elvis at Sloppy Joe's....one word: Wow.
OK, seriously, who IS this guy? He is in like, I dunno, 20 pictures!
Alexis and the Frat Boy....I wish I could read the words on the screen so I would know what she was singing....
Kim and Jill asked for "the biggest Coke you have." Ask, and you shall receive....
Lunch before going home....Jill and I ordered such an obnoxious amount of food that we barely touched.
Tuesday, December 06, 2005
I wonder if this is indicative of why I’m single….MEMO
To: All those I am dating and all potential suitors
From: Me
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Please ignore this entry.
Thank you.
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So, I had to go to the grocery store during lunch today since my evening is already booked, and I had just enough time to go to Starbucks after (it’s a sick addiction, I know….). So I go to the one near South Com, and I stroll in and get in line. To my amazement, there were very few people there, and only one person in line. I’m standing there, and I place my order, when this guy in his military uniform comes out of nowhere—almost like an angel (sigh). He is standing behind me in line, and the barista asks him what he wants, you know, trying to speed up the coffee making process, and he tells her. She looks at him and says “Weren’t you here earlier?” I turned my head a little bit, amused by the question, and he replies “Noooooo…” It wasn’t until then that I realized how effing HOT this guy was. And, I don’t mean Tom Cruise in “A Few Good Men” hot…I mean, Ben Affleck in “Pearl Harbor” hot (yeah, TERRIBLE acting, but you must admit, he looked good!). So, I begin ignoring him, because that’s what I do. He then says to me “I guess [military personnel] all look alike.” I respond by saying “Teeheee…they say that to me everyday.” (Which they do, but in a joking manner, because I am there quite frequently.) So, I grab my coffee and go to get my Half-and-Half and Equals, and he follow right behind me. The following conversation ensued:
Ben Affleck in “Pearl Harbor”: “Those are nice shoes.”
Me (mortified that he’s looking at my shoes/feet because I still have not had my chipped pedicure repaired on my big toe): “Oh, thanks! My feet aren’t so pretty right now, but thank you.”
BA in ”PH”: “I still think they are pretty. Your feet are beautiful, too.”
Oh my God. I can actually feel the blood rushing to my head because of the following reasons:
1. He’s effing HOT.
2. I am bumbling like an idiot with my Equals.
3. He is complimenting my feet, and for those of you that know me, I HATE feet—so this is flattering and gross at the same time.
Now, what I wanted to say was “My shoes are even nicer when I wear them to dinner,” but what I really said was “Thank you. OK, you have a nice day!” I then walked as fast as I could without running out of the place. Why? I have no idea. He said, as I was running out of the place, “O….OK…you, too.” I turned around after walking out and he was still staring at me through the glass—wondering if it was something he said, I’m sure. Getting a compliment from a hot guy usually results in me being a complete idiot and ignoring them for some reason....I should look into the causes of my idiotic behavior.
I think I am going to have to go to this Starbucks more often though. There are ALWAYS cuter guys there—this is the one that I always see Dr. Sean Keniff at (you know, the doctor from the first “Survivor”). He wants me, too. (Kidding.)
So, about Key West: Tammy is having a little technical difficulty with the photo CD she got from CVS, so I am waiting on these pics. I have decided to just write the intro to the weekend, and my theory on how bad things follow me where ever I go, and let the pics tell the rest of the story. Same goes for Gainesville--I'll write allllll about why it great--to be--a Flor-i-da Gator, and I will finish with some back-up to my theory on how bad things follow me where ever I go.
Friday, December 02, 2005
I'm an idiot (but I'm sure you already knew that)........and to think--I ALMOST left my Blogger site. So it seems as though there is a little button that hides the tools to arrange the photos. Hey, you live, you learn. I bet I'm the talk of the office over at "Blogger Tech Support".
Maybe they can help me change my template without losing all of my previous postings....that would be, as Gabri says, AWESOME. I want flowers and hearts and cute little people on my site....(Shut it Ryan).
OK, no lie, Key West is coming soon!
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