1. I decided to make homemade broccoli cheese soup tonight. The recipe called for the soup to be pureed in the blender. During this process, my blender button decided to get stuck which resulted in an explosion. Not only did I get broccoli cheese soup all over my kitchen and my clothes, but the scalding hot soup also got all over my face/eye. I've been icing it all night. Still hurts.
2. I made the choice to actually go to the gym tonight with James, but I needed to put gas in my car first. In the short period of time it took to fill up my car, my battery decided to die (left my lights on). Awesome. So James had to push it into a parking spot and run home (literally) to get his car so we could jump it.
3. We got the car started, but the battery still sucks. So we had to make a 9:00 PM trip to Walmart to buy a new battery. I'm now $90 poorer. Lame.
4. After getting home from Walmart, I walked past the corner of my torn up bumper and ripped my pants....yes, my favorite workout pants. UGH!!!
All this has happened just in the last four hours. I guess my title for this post should have been "TOP 4 REASONS WHY THE PAST 4 HOURS OF MY LIFE HAVE SUCKED", but I'm not sure if you can have a title that long.
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Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Damn dog!
Okay, so James and I are leaving tomorrow for Reno. His grandparents live out there and have been trying to get us to come out for Christmas the past couple years. We've never been able to, either because of financial reasons or just being busy. Well this year, they gave us an offer we couldn't pass up. They told us they'd pay for our trip....airfare and hotel. So we leave tomorrow and will return on Sunday. I'm looking forward to it.
Whenever we leave town, we usually have James' brother stay at our house and watch the dog. However, since he's also going with us, I had to give my mom a call. When I asked her if she'd be able to watch Kahlua for about a week, she was incredibly excited. My mom loves our dog and will actually take off work to watch her (even though I've told her a million times it's okay to leave her alone).
Anyway, today I traveled to Emporia to meet my mom to drop off the dog. It was a good half-way point for both of us. I met her at the Flying J, a truckstop there right off the highway. When I got there, she was already waiting. Kahlua was, of course, very excited and was ready to get out of the car, but her leash was in my trunk with the rest of her stuff. I popped the trunk and got out...pushing her back into the car as I shut the door. I went to the trunk and grabbed her leash. On my way back to the car, I heard a familiar clicking sound....the sound you hear when you lock your doors. Sure enough, while jumping at the door, Kahlua managed to jump down onto the lock button of the car. My keys, of course, were sitting right next to my dog on the driver's seat. So here my dog and my keys are locked in my car along with my coat and my purse. My mom and I just looked at each other like "What the hell?" So of course, I did what anyone else would do...tried to get my dog excited again so she'd jump up on the door and unlock the door. This didn't work. All she did was stare at me.
So we then spent the next couple minutes looking through my mom's car for something we could use to break into my car. She didn't have a clothes hanger, but she did have a flyswatter. So we took it apart and got to work trying to get into the car. We figured it wouldn't be too hard because the door wasn't completely shut. Of course, neither of us had ever broken into a car, so after about 15 minutes of trying (and Kahlua barking at us), we gave up and went inside the truckstop to see if we could find someone to help. We asked a couple of guys but they didn't seem too interested in helping us. Then one of the guys behind the counter said to ask the "guy in green" who was filling the coolers. We asked the guy and he came out to help us. It took all of 2 minutes for him to break into my car. I thanked him and then grabbed my dog and let the poor thing go pee. After visiting with my mom for a while, we both went our separate ways...her with the dog.
I must say, I'm glad I had my mom with me today. I don't always handle stuff like that very well and she's really good at staying calm. It's also much easier asking strange men to help you when you're not by yourself. But I was able to do that with my mom. I'm also really glad it wasn't any colder than it was today. I was left outside without a coat and I would have felt really bad for my pup if she was trapped in a car in 10 degree weather. But everything seemed to work out.
And now that it's all over, I can laugh about it.
Whenever we leave town, we usually have James' brother stay at our house and watch the dog. However, since he's also going with us, I had to give my mom a call. When I asked her if she'd be able to watch Kahlua for about a week, she was incredibly excited. My mom loves our dog and will actually take off work to watch her (even though I've told her a million times it's okay to leave her alone).
Anyway, today I traveled to Emporia to meet my mom to drop off the dog. It was a good half-way point for both of us. I met her at the Flying J, a truckstop there right off the highway. When I got there, she was already waiting. Kahlua was, of course, very excited and was ready to get out of the car, but her leash was in my trunk with the rest of her stuff. I popped the trunk and got out...pushing her back into the car as I shut the door. I went to the trunk and grabbed her leash. On my way back to the car, I heard a familiar clicking sound....the sound you hear when you lock your doors. Sure enough, while jumping at the door, Kahlua managed to jump down onto the lock button of the car. My keys, of course, were sitting right next to my dog on the driver's seat. So here my dog and my keys are locked in my car along with my coat and my purse. My mom and I just looked at each other like "What the hell?" So of course, I did what anyone else would do...tried to get my dog excited again so she'd jump up on the door and unlock the door. This didn't work. All she did was stare at me.
So we then spent the next couple minutes looking through my mom's car for something we could use to break into my car. She didn't have a clothes hanger, but she did have a flyswatter. So we took it apart and got to work trying to get into the car. We figured it wouldn't be too hard because the door wasn't completely shut. Of course, neither of us had ever broken into a car, so after about 15 minutes of trying (and Kahlua barking at us), we gave up and went inside the truckstop to see if we could find someone to help. We asked a couple of guys but they didn't seem too interested in helping us. Then one of the guys behind the counter said to ask the "guy in green" who was filling the coolers. We asked the guy and he came out to help us. It took all of 2 minutes for him to break into my car. I thanked him and then grabbed my dog and let the poor thing go pee. After visiting with my mom for a while, we both went our separate ways...her with the dog.
I must say, I'm glad I had my mom with me today. I don't always handle stuff like that very well and she's really good at staying calm. It's also much easier asking strange men to help you when you're not by yourself. But I was able to do that with my mom. I'm also really glad it wasn't any colder than it was today. I was left outside without a coat and I would have felt really bad for my pup if she was trapped in a car in 10 degree weather. But everything seemed to work out.
And now that it's all over, I can laugh about it.
Sunday, November 8, 2009
Hot Air Balloon Ride
Many of you who know me well, know that it's always been a dream of mine to ride in a hot air balloon. It's something I've wanted to experience ever since I was a kid. Many of you also know that my husband is deathly afraid of heights and thus, I figured if I were to ever do it...it wouldn't be with him. Well, just about a year ago...he asked me to take a certain Friday afternoon off of work. He said he had an early Christmas present for me. So I called in a sub for the afternoon and met him for lunch. Then we proceeded to head out of town to Parsons, KS (pop. 11,000). At the time I had no idea what we were doing. It turned out he had planned to surprise me with a hot air balloon ride (and a diamond ring). However, when we got there, the guy who was going to take us up notified us that it was too windy and we wouldn't be able to go on our hot air balloon ride. I was bummed, but James was even more upset. His "perfect proposal" was ruined. We ended up going for a drive around town and found ourselves at a park. He asked me to marry him there....on the back of a green rocking dinosaur. It was perfect.
Anyway, I bring all this up because we've spent all fall trying to reschedule our balloon ride. It's paid for, so we definitely still want to do it. The last couple weeks we've been trying to get ahold of "Balloon Guy" but have had little success. Well finally, he called us back yesterday. He said we'd be able to do it at 7:00 AM Sunday morning. Well, Parsons is two and a half hours from where we live, so we weren't too sure about it, but we finally decided to go for it.
So we woke up at 3:55 this morning, hopped in the car and headed south to Parsons. About 45 minutes outside of Parsons "Balloon Guy" calls us and tells us the wind has really picked up and he wasn't sure if we'd be able to go up. We weren't happy, but decided we'd driven that far...we might as well take our chances and drive the rest of the way...just in case. So we got there around 6:30 and sure enough, he tells us it's too windy. HELLO DISAPPOINTMENT! So we got back in the car and drove for another two and half hours. Now, here we are at home. It's 9:30 AM and we've been up for almost six hours. I'm totally bummed.
"Balloon Guy" says we'll have to give him a call in the spring. Sigh...
Anyway, I bring all this up because we've spent all fall trying to reschedule our balloon ride. It's paid for, so we definitely still want to do it. The last couple weeks we've been trying to get ahold of "Balloon Guy" but have had little success. Well finally, he called us back yesterday. He said we'd be able to do it at 7:00 AM Sunday morning. Well, Parsons is two and a half hours from where we live, so we weren't too sure about it, but we finally decided to go for it.
So we woke up at 3:55 this morning, hopped in the car and headed south to Parsons. About 45 minutes outside of Parsons "Balloon Guy" calls us and tells us the wind has really picked up and he wasn't sure if we'd be able to go up. We weren't happy, but decided we'd driven that far...we might as well take our chances and drive the rest of the way...just in case. So we got there around 6:30 and sure enough, he tells us it's too windy. HELLO DISAPPOINTMENT! So we got back in the car and drove for another two and half hours. Now, here we are at home. It's 9:30 AM and we've been up for almost six hours. I'm totally bummed.
"Balloon Guy" says we'll have to give him a call in the spring. Sigh...
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