Rhymes With Orange

soon, I promise

kate will post again soon, i promise.

Until then, enjoy some pictures she updated in the albums... and enjoy me messing around with this post... WEEEE!!!! partay time!

What to talk about.. well.. I need to mention everything in the tags I added so...

Anger: I'm not angry right now

Annie: Hi Annie, i'm sure you'll read this

Bethy: Howdi Beth

Blondness: i'm not blonde...

Books: read any good ones lately? Share them in a reply. I'm fond of Hitchhikers guide to the galaxy, chronicals of narnia and dave berry books

caspian: he's doing much better now, we had a major scare with him, but he's recovering nicely.

Chloe: I never noticed both of their names started with C... and here we thought C was for cookie... NO COOKIE FOR JOO

Daily: Hello.. at the tone the time will be 11:40pm on Sunday August 26th.. BEEP

Depression: sucks, nuff said

Family: hi everyone! I dont steal her blog often enough... love ya'll.

Goodbyes: Not yet, still have many tags to go...

Google search: search for my name... youll find some CEO's of coporations and stuff.. interesting.... What are some of the cool stuff that people the share your names have done?

happiness: opposite of depression. Much better and happier for all!

House: it's still standing. We need to repaint it soon...

Japan: it's a country.. we live here. hi Japan! and Hi Yoko Ono!

MSN Search: Did she ever post about google and msn searches? one has to wonder.. reply below.

Mike: Thats me!

Music: Itunes is great...

PMS: Never had it. explian below if you're a male and have had PMS.

Pictures: Weee... kate likes pictures

Piper: God bless her...

Quotes: I wonder what quotes will come from this post...

Random Stuff: i think this post covers this topic itself.

Romeo: poor guy, he was very cute and loveable.. if only he wouldn't have been so scared =/

Sadness: I'm kinda sad after talking about the pippa and romeo... meh..

Television: We'll be glad to watch actual TV... not AFN.. AFn is ok, but i'll be nice to pick whatever we want to watch, not what they want!

travel: Louisiana is next on the travel list

Worries: I worry about many things. Post what you worry about. We can talk about it...

yarn Stuff: I dont have any yarn stuff except the sweater she made me. She should make more stuff for me! I want toe warmers!

permalink: I dont think this is actually a topic, but I dont feel done with this post quite yet...

comments: I expect alot of comments! Now post! Comment away!!!!!

Oh, and thanks for all the birthday comments and replies! If anyone sent me anything personally, i'll get back to you soon! I promise. been busy, very very busy....

I hope ya'll enjoy the post!

-Mike

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My grandma Dee died.

I just found out, and I'm still in shock. I didn't call her on Mother's Day. I told myself I should, but I didn't. She was a wonderful person. She wasn't my biological grandmother, but she always treated me like I was her own. She made the best chocolate eclairs and waffles.

She loved the Lord, and I know I'll see her again someday. I just wish I had told her one last time how much I loved her and how much she meant to me. She never tried to take the place of my Grannie Annie, but she did a wonderful job filling in.

I love you Grandma Dee.

Pre Programmed.

Today, I was walking out of the post office when I heard somebody whistle. Not just any whistle though, it was the special whistle my dad used to use when I was day dreaming, and he was trying to get my attention. I immediately spun around at the cue just in time to see a little girl with red curls run towards her father. It really made me miss mine.

Happy Mother's Day!!!

Thanks for all the wonderful comments everyone. I was having a really bad day when I posted that, and y'all made me feel so much better. I pray many blessings for all of you!

Happy Mother's Day to all the mommies out there, and I hope for a very special and wonderful Mother's Day for my Mama. She is a very special person, and I hope that someday I can be as wonderful a mommy as she. I love you Mama!

Weirdo

Why do people think it's weird that my mom and I talk so much? Does it make me a freak because I'm actually friends with my parents?

My mom and I usually talk about 3-4 times a week, unless I'm going through something hard (like I am now) and then I'll call her almost everyday it. People wouldn't think it was weird if I called Annie everyday because she's my best friend, but calling my mom is weird. My mom is my friend too!

I don't understand it. I talk to my dad at least once or twice a week, and I talk with my brother at least once a week. Why is that weird? Someone please explain it to me. My family is very important to me. Especially being this far away. What if, God forbid, something happened to them while I was 9000+ miles away? At the very least, I would have the knowledge that I told them that I loved them just a few days ago and not three weeks ago. I'm so very blessed that I have such wonderful people in my family, why take them for granted?

A little thrown together, but I'm terrible at writing when I'm embarressed =p

My parents were the meanest parents on earth. They punished me when I lied. When I disobeyed my mama, my daddy always took her side. My mom made me brush the knots out of my hair, stand-up straight and eat all of my green beans. My dad made me learn all about an honest day's work, and he never let me watch TV till my homework was done. They were so mean.

And they were also the most wonderful parents I could have ever asked for. They never missed an dance recital or baseball game (even if it meant getting a speeding ticket.) My dad never punished me without explaining exactly when I did wrong (and with tears in his eyes.) They were never too busy to give me hugs and always told me how much they loved me. My dad always let me try just one more time to hit a nail into the wall (even if I'd already spent an hour missing it), and my sang me to sleep every night until I was 10. My dad learned how to put curly hair into a pony tail, rip off band-aids without making it hurt and how sometimes girls just need to cry (even though it hurt him.) He let me bore him to death with endless wedding details (and never once said anything about cost), and he even took my shopping for jeans and held my purse for hours. My mom spent painstaking hours trying to teach me Algebra. She made sure that I was prepared to take care of myself and taught me how to cook, sew, clean and make the best chocolate chip cookies ever. My mom and dad also gave of themselves more than just about anyone I know.

All through my childhood and teens, my dad would rush out to help a friend who's car broke down, or my mom would cook dinner for a family in need. They let people sleep on our couches, lent money, gave rides and spent countless hours volunteering at our church. If a friend needed to feed their family but couldn't afford groceries, my parents never hesitated to share some of what they had in the pantry. They gave selflessly. So this is for them.

Out of one thousand volunteers on Kadena AFB, one hundred of them received the Outstanding Volunteer Award. Four out of that one hundred received the Volunteer Award of Excellence. Me and three others. I am honored more than words can say.

Thanks Mom and Dad. I love you.

Denise

You'll never guess what came in the mail. Never ever ever!....don't ya at least wanna try? Okay, I'll wait a few lines for you to guess...

Done?

How about now?

In today's mail, I received a set a Denise Interchangeable Knitting Needles! I screamed (in the middle of the post office mind you) and there was some dancing involved. At least till people started asking if I was having a seizure.

My mom wrote into a contest Anne Kaelber was having on her blog, and she won me these INCREDIBLE needles! I still I can't believe I own my own set of Denise needles. I keep opening the box and petting them. They're so pretty. I'm afraid to take them out. So, so pretty...

Thank you so much Mama! I love you very much! And thank you Anne. I keep getting all teary eyed because of your generosity. I feel very blessed, very special and very loved. I can't say thank you enough.

Daddy

My daddy left today.

I was a terrible hostess. I let my dad do dishes and laundry. I didn't clean any of the floors while he was here. He took out trash and even did the cat boxes once. I'm doing my best to remind myself though that despite my not so fabulous hosting ablities, I did what was important. My floors may have been dirty, but dad and I have new inside jokes from watching too much Scrubs ("Wow. You can really taste the apples." "When I'm stressed, I like to think about bunnies. *sighs* Bunnies."), I got to show him all of my favorite places, and we made some really great new memories. Like this one:

Also, this one:

And of course, how could I forget seeing something like this?

I miss him. I hope he had a good time here. I know I did (which is mostly why I haven't posted in forever. Kate + busy having fun = lack of posting :)

(I hope you have a good flight Bub. We all miss you.)

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My daddy is arriving on Okinawa later tonight. I'm so excited! And yet so unprepared. I've bleached the grout on the bathroom floor, yet I don't have any clean bed sheets for him. Hmm.

I've been a super ditz as of late. Which I could probably use as an excuse for the lack of posting. Just ask Mike. I don't know where my mind went. I can't remember anything. I seem to do this a couple of times a year. I go through long periods where I can't keep track of anything. What did I come into the room for? Where did I leave my shoe? What word was I going to say next? AND FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THINGS CAFFEINATED WHY CAN'T I PRONOUNCE THE WORD 'EXAMINATION' ANYMORE?

I think my brain has begun to atrophy due to the lack of schooling. I miss school. It made me feel smart. I like feeling smart. I don't even mind the tiny pinched feeling between my eyebrows I get when I feel stressed.

Before and After

Before...

Here we are. Nerdy as they come. Braces, glasses, retainers, frizzy hair, giggling about boys, dreaming about cars, wishing life would go faster....

After...

After three drivers licenses, two sets of contacts, three high school diplomas, two weddings, one straightening iron...we arrived at adulthood. Still friends. Still together. Still giggling about boys.

I miss my girls.