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Monday, November 30, 2009
Out with the Old, In with the New
Thanksgiving was grand. I ate way too much of some of the best home-cooked food I've had in a long time, and spent time with some pretty great people. There were 10 people around the Thanksgiving "table" (although most of us ate in the living room), and I think I speak for all of us when I say that everyone had a wonderful time. Little Emily, of course, was the life of the party, and we followed her around, taking pictures of her cuteness and giggling at the "sentences" she put together. She does this thing now where she sounds very much like an adult in her tone, but babbles on about who-knows-what, looking at you with this expression that says "you got all that?" It's great. :) Her vocabulary is pretty large for a little one her age, though, and she is constantly throwing out words none of us knew she was capable of!
Between all the food, the family, the football, and the fall colors (had to throw in another "f" there), Thanksgiving turned out to be pretty awesome.
And, let's not forget the whole point of the holiday - giving thanks. There really is so much to be thankful for, as Justin and I discussed on our way home from a delicious turkey dinner. We have some of the best friends and family anyone could ask for, and we have each other. We also have an upcoming trip to look forward to, which is making me super duper excited... are you ready? Here goes:
WE'RE GOING TO MICHIGAN FOR CHRISTMAS!!!
You have NO idea how happy this makes me. We originally thought that we wouldn't be able to afford a trip up there for the holidays, but when Justin found out that for once, he actually has a pretty busy work schedule throughout the upcoming winter, we decided to go for it. We will be driving all the way there in one day (a first for us) on Christmas day (another first), and will be staying with my family through New Year's Day. I am SO looking forward to snow, and precious time with family, and trying out our fantastic Christmas present to each other (which will be described in a later post... stay tuned!).
So, now that Thanksgiving is over, it's officially time to put up your Christmas trees, buy those presents, drape your house in lights, crank up that Christmas music (if you haven't tried Pandora, you really should) and start your countdowns to the BEST (in my opinion) day of the WHOLE year! Enjoy the new layout, and Happy Holidays, everyone! It won't be here for long, so let's enjoy every second of it!
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Giving Thanks
This Thanksgiving, I am thankful for so many things.
My amazing husband who really does love me in sickness and in health, for richer or poorer, through thick and thin.
Our beautiful home, with a warm, cozy bed and a big backyard where the dogs can play.
The wonderful people who show me warmth and hospitality when I can't be with my own family on special days.
The fact that I am blessed in so many ways; that God always provides, always forgives, always loves.
For all these things, and many more, I am thankful.
Love and Lattés,
Katie
My amazing husband who really does love me in sickness and in health, for richer or poorer, through thick and thin.
Our beautiful home, with a warm, cozy bed and a big backyard where the dogs can play.
The wonderful people who show me warmth and hospitality when I can't be with my own family on special days.
The fact that I am blessed in so many ways; that God always provides, always forgives, always loves.
For all these things, and many more, I am thankful.
Love and Lattés,
Katie
Thursday, November 19, 2009
Concussed
I have often complained that my life is a little too monotonous. The past couple days, I would have easily taken monotony over the unwanted excitement that took place in our house.
Tuesday night was the same as any other night. We watched a movie, I snacked on popcorn and a strawberry shortcake bar, and we went to bed at a decent time, ready to wake up at 5:30 for our respective jobs. Around 1:45 am, I woke up feeling a bit "off." I walked into the bathroom, felt a little dizzy for a moment, and the next thing I knew, I was waking up in an awkward position on the tile floor. It took me a few minutes to catch my bearings and figure out how I had gotten from the bed to the bathroom floor (it wasn't until later that I remembered ever getting up to go to the bathroom). All I remember is that my head hurt, and I felt very weak and clammy. I called for Justin several times, but he couldn't hear me over our noisy bedroom fan.
Now, I have passed out before - I am slightly hypoglycemic, so I'm almost certain this was blood sugar related - but it wasn't the passing out that caused me to have the worst night, ever. It was the fact that I hit my head on the way down - HARD - likely on the tile floor, which has a concrete slab directly beneath it. Right after the fall, I was confused and in pain, but besides a bump on my forehead, I thought I was fine.
Not an hour later, I was gripped with SEVERE nausea, and ended up getting VERY sick in the bathroom several times. It was awful.
A trip to the doctor the next morning confirmed the conclusion Justin and I had come to mutually - I had given myself a concussion. This is a first for me, and I wouldn't wish it on my worst enemy. I can handle pain, but nausea is a whole other story. And when you mix the two together... it's pretty miserable, to say the least.
Today, I am taking my second day off work to rest and drink fluids, and am already starting to feel better. Looks like I'm going to make it. :)
I have to mention that throughout this whole adventure, Justin has been absolutely incredible. He got up to help me walk to the bathroom all through the night when I was feeling sick, brought me water and medicine, and always made sure I was as comfortable as I could be. I am so lucky to have such an awesome husband.
Now, if I can just clean up this mess of a house enough that I won't scare away my mother-in-law and baby niece who are coming to bring me lunch in a couple hours!
More to come.
Love and Lattés,
Katie
Tuesday night was the same as any other night. We watched a movie, I snacked on popcorn and a strawberry shortcake bar, and we went to bed at a decent time, ready to wake up at 5:30 for our respective jobs. Around 1:45 am, I woke up feeling a bit "off." I walked into the bathroom, felt a little dizzy for a moment, and the next thing I knew, I was waking up in an awkward position on the tile floor. It took me a few minutes to catch my bearings and figure out how I had gotten from the bed to the bathroom floor (it wasn't until later that I remembered ever getting up to go to the bathroom). All I remember is that my head hurt, and I felt very weak and clammy. I called for Justin several times, but he couldn't hear me over our noisy bedroom fan.
Now, I have passed out before - I am slightly hypoglycemic, so I'm almost certain this was blood sugar related - but it wasn't the passing out that caused me to have the worst night, ever. It was the fact that I hit my head on the way down - HARD - likely on the tile floor, which has a concrete slab directly beneath it. Right after the fall, I was confused and in pain, but besides a bump on my forehead, I thought I was fine.
Not an hour later, I was gripped with SEVERE nausea, and ended up getting VERY sick in the bathroom several times. It was awful.
A trip to the doctor the next morning confirmed the conclusion Justin and I had come to mutually - I had given myself a concussion. This is a first for me, and I wouldn't wish it on my worst enemy. I can handle pain, but nausea is a whole other story. And when you mix the two together... it's pretty miserable, to say the least.
Today, I am taking my second day off work to rest and drink fluids, and am already starting to feel better. Looks like I'm going to make it. :)
I have to mention that throughout this whole adventure, Justin has been absolutely incredible. He got up to help me walk to the bathroom all through the night when I was feeling sick, brought me water and medicine, and always made sure I was as comfortable as I could be. I am so lucky to have such an awesome husband.
Now, if I can just clean up this mess of a house enough that I won't scare away my mother-in-law and baby niece who are coming to bring me lunch in a couple hours!
More to come.
Love and Lattés,
Katie
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Grown-up Birthdays
You know what I've never been able to figure out? How to solve a Rubik's Cube. But that isn't the point of this blog entry.
I've never been able to figure out why grown-ups aren't allowed to be giddy about their birthdays. Christmas isn't just for kids, and neither are birthdays! We all have them, they only come around once a year, and they're just plain fun! What other day do people come up to you and wish you an awesome day? I mean, really?
Since I was a little kid, I have made a big deal about birthdays. The word "birthday" becomes an adjective, and goes in front of every noun I use that day. For example: "I am putting on my birthday pants so I can go to my birthday job." See what I mean? Suddenly I'm thinking I shouldn't be sharing this much. :) Seriously though, I think I have come to a grown-up conclusion as to why I get *so* excited over days like my birthday and Christmas. First of all, leaving Michigan was one of the hardest things I have ever done, and anything that gives me an excuse to think back on family memories and remember years worth of good times, is a good thing. Secondly, my parents have always encouraged mine and my siblings' excitement, gladly adopting the "birthday as an adjective" thing and playing along.
Really, though.. most of our lives are a series of very small peaks and valleys, without a lot of change. That stagnancy drives me a little crazy sometimes. So, call me silly, but when I see an opportunity to have a rockin' day, even if it means people might look at me sideways, gosh darn it I'm going to seize that opportunity!
And speaking of which... has anybody noticed that we're almost halfway through November? Holy COW... the holidays are COMING!!
More to come. :)
Love and Lattés,
Katie
I've never been able to figure out why grown-ups aren't allowed to be giddy about their birthdays. Christmas isn't just for kids, and neither are birthdays! We all have them, they only come around once a year, and they're just plain fun! What other day do people come up to you and wish you an awesome day? I mean, really?
Since I was a little kid, I have made a big deal about birthdays. The word "birthday" becomes an adjective, and goes in front of every noun I use that day. For example: "I am putting on my birthday pants so I can go to my birthday job." See what I mean? Suddenly I'm thinking I shouldn't be sharing this much. :) Seriously though, I think I have come to a grown-up conclusion as to why I get *so* excited over days like my birthday and Christmas. First of all, leaving Michigan was one of the hardest things I have ever done, and anything that gives me an excuse to think back on family memories and remember years worth of good times, is a good thing. Secondly, my parents have always encouraged mine and my siblings' excitement, gladly adopting the "birthday as an adjective" thing and playing along.
Really, though.. most of our lives are a series of very small peaks and valleys, without a lot of change. That stagnancy drives me a little crazy sometimes. So, call me silly, but when I see an opportunity to have a rockin' day, even if it means people might look at me sideways, gosh darn it I'm going to seize that opportunity!
And speaking of which... has anybody noticed that we're almost halfway through November? Holy COW... the holidays are COMING!!
More to come. :)
Love and Lattés,
Katie
Sunday, November 1, 2009
Boo!
Happy Belated Halloween! This year was a lot of fun for me. I hope you had a great time, too! On Friday, I dressed up for work.
My vampire getup won me "honorable mention" at our company costume contest. Woohoo! It was pretty awesome.. my boss even let me "bite" his neck (I really just draped my cloak over him and squirted his neck and my mouth with fake blood), and the results were fantastic. What a fun afternoon!On Halloween night, I was on candy duty, passing out treats to the little ghouls and goblins of the neighborhood. We didn't see very many, but it was still completely awesome to be able to see trick-or-treaters for the first time since we got married. Finally, we're in a house now, and it makes everything that much cooler!
So, there you have it. Halloween was great! Now, November - and the holidays - are upon us, and I couldn't be more excited. It's the most wonderful time of the year! YAY!
More to come. :)
Love and Lattés,
Katie
Sunday, October 18, 2009
If you can't put it into words...
...then let someone else say it for you. :) Here are a few of my favorite poems on autumn. I just love this time of year! Enjoy.
Her hardest hue to hold,
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.
Nature XXVII, Autumn
by Emily Dickinson
The morns are meeker than they were,
The nuts are getting brown;
The berry's cheek is plumper,
The rose is out of town.
The maple wears a gayer scarf,
The field a scarlet gown.
Lest I should be old-fashioned,
I'll put a trinket on.
Nothing Gold Can Stay
by Robert Frost
Nature's first green is gold,Her hardest hue to hold,
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.
Ode to Autumn
by John Keats
Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness,
Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;
Conspiring with him how to load and bless
With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run;
To bend with apples the moss'd cottage-trees,
And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core;
To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells
With a sweet kernel; to set budding more,
And still more, later flowers for the bees,
Until they think warm days will never cease,
For Summer has o'er-brimm'd their clammy cells.
Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store?
Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find
Thee sitting careless on a granary floor,
Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind;
Or on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep,
Drows'd with the fume of poppies, while thy hook
Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers:
And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep
Steady thy laden head across a brook;
Or by a cyder-press, with patient look,
Thou watchest the last oozings hours by hours.
Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they?
Think not of them, thou hast thy music too,--
While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day,
And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue;
Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn
Among the river sallows, borne aloft
Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies;
And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn;
Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft
The red-breast whistles from a garden-croft;
And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.
Love and Lattés,
Katie
Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;
Conspiring with him how to load and bless
With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run;
To bend with apples the moss'd cottage-trees,
And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core;
To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells
With a sweet kernel; to set budding more,
And still more, later flowers for the bees,
Until they think warm days will never cease,
For Summer has o'er-brimm'd their clammy cells.
Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store?
Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find
Thee sitting careless on a granary floor,
Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind;
Or on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep,
Drows'd with the fume of poppies, while thy hook
Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers:
And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep
Steady thy laden head across a brook;
Or by a cyder-press, with patient look,
Thou watchest the last oozings hours by hours.
Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they?
Think not of them, thou hast thy music too,--
While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day,
And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue;
Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn
Among the river sallows, borne aloft
Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies;
And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn;
Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft
The red-breast whistles from a garden-croft;
And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.
Love and Lattés,
Katie
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