It’s been a good week…

My friend Amanda is here visiting this week and we’re having an awesome time.  We went bowling today, had lunch, and Amanda and I are going to see My Super ex-Girlfriend this afternoon.  It’s been an awesome week, though I’m still considering dropping the walking class, we did a timed walk on Thursday and I only beat my previous time by 54 seconds.  54 flippin seconds!!!  What the hell is wrong with me?  Melanie beat her previous time by more than two minutes.  I’m starting to feel like I’m not getting anything out of this class and my shins hurt like hell.  The last day to drop is Monday, so I’ve only got a few days left to figure it out.  If I drop now, all the effort may be for nothing.

On another note, my birthday is sunday.  I’ll be 28 years old.  I can’t believe it, where have all the years gone?  Either way, it’s been an awesome birthday so far and it’s not even here yet.   On request, as I’m trying to learn to be a good bowler, Matt bough me this.  Amanda, who had no earthly idea what I might want, came up with something awesome; she bought me one of these.  I know it seems weird, especially considering I don’t fish, but I collect dice.  I have hundreds of them, and I needed something to keep them organized all in one place.  This proved to be absolutely perfect!  I thought surely, as large as it is, I wouldn’t come anywhere near filling it up, I was wrong.  I still have a lot of space, but it’s coming pretty close to filling up.  Who knew?  When I asked that very question to Matt and Amanda they just looked at me, their answer was, “all of us, everyone but you.”  I’m sticking my tongue out at them, they just don’t know it.

So anyway, that’s the long and short of it.  Not a lot going on here to report.  Hope all of your are doing great!

KristynMarie

Well, which is it??

Oh my god! The most embarrassing thing just happened to me. I was sitting here, surfing the net, watching Clerks, and the phone rang. When I answered it a very, very quiet voice asked for Matt by his full name. I thought, “Phone Solicitor” so I said, like an idiot, “You have the wrong number, can I take a message.” There was a pause, and she said, “So is this the wrong number or…” I had no idea what to say, so I hung up very slowly and carefully. I turned back to find Amanda and Matt looking at me. I smiled, red as a beet, and shrugged. “Well that was embarrassing,” I said. Hell, I still feel embarrassed about it.

I’m reminded of the time that I called 411, intending to get the number for Home Depot. My mom wanted me to call Home Depot to find out about Oscillating Fans. When 411 answered, and yes it was back when they still answered their own damn phone, I asked for oscillating fans. The operator was really nice, he laughed and said, “no, but we have numbers for places that do.” It was embarrassing, very embarrassing.

This embarrassing phone call I just had will go down in the annals of phone call horror for all time. It’ll be filed next to the oscillating fan operator. Serves me right, maybe I should have been paying full attention to the phone call. Next time, next time.

KristynMarie

Happy (late) Bastille Day…

Independence interests me; my favorite time in US history is the American Revolution. Yesterday was Bastille Day, the French Independence holiday. I meant to blog about it on Bastille day, July 14th, but I managed to forget. Today, much to my surprise, Matt asked me when Bastille Day was; surprising because I didn’t know Matt had any interest in French holidays. I’m pretty unhappy that I missed it. So, to all who celebrate this foreign holiday, Happy Bastille Day.

I suppose my interest in holidays of independence stems from my interest in the process of freedom. These holidays symbolize the freedom of nations, they are the remembrance of a fight against oppression, and they remind us, as American’s, that we are not the only ones to whom freedom rings. July 4th is our celebration of independence from British rule. Bastille day is the of the French revolutionary battle for independence from monarchy. For both these holidays are a remembrance of those who gave and sacrificed for our rights.

Happy (late) Bastille Day to all, let us not forget what was given in the name of our autonomy.

KristynMarie

The Good News…

Well, the good news is that I woke up today and I didn’t feel as bad as I have been over the past week.  Yes, I hurt, but not horribly.  I can move, so I’m counting my blessings.  The bad news is that I overslept, and I have it when that happens.  It’s my own stupid fault, I was awake around 7:30am but I decided I wanted to “sleep in.”  Shame on me!  I just wanted to tell you all thanks again for the support on this one.  I really need it!

Other than this class getting me down, not a whole lot to report on this side of the computer.  I’m boring, very boring! I’ve been playing World of Warcraft and cross-stitching. That’s about the it of it.  Texas is hotter than hell, so spending much time outside is out of the question.  I may be able to push myself to do this exercise crap, but I’m not able to tolerate the heat, not even a little.

I hope to have more to write about soon, but for now this is it.

Hug hugs for all!!!

KristynMarie

Okay, okay, okay, okay, OKAY!!!

So with all the inspiration and support I’m getting from all sides, I’ve decided I’m going to keep going to the walking class.  Thank you all for being so helpful and letting me know you don’t think I’m the “Q” word, quitter.  I mention to that I was going to drop walking to a girl in my bowling class; she tattled on me to the assistant, who is also the walking assistant.  He’s a really nice guy, we’ll call him “Y”.  So Y told me he’d walk with me if I didn’t quit, even though I’m the slowest person in the class; he’s a real sweetheart!  So, after all of this, along with Melanie’s constant, unyielding support, I think I would be disappointed in myself if I gave up now.  Two weeks are gone, only three weeks to go, and I’m counting down the days until I don’t have to get up at 6am to do this at 8am.  I’m not an 8am person, even if 8am is 8pm.  Wow, that was confusing, I just mean to say I’m not a morning person.  I’m an evil bitch for about two hours after I get up, no matter when that is.  Sleep is good, the process of waking up not so much.

But, on a good note, I bowled a 147 today.  Woot!  That’s the highest score I’ve ever managed to bowl. Yesterday my high score was 118.  A perfect score in bowling is 300, but you have to roll 12 consecutive strikes to bowl a 300.  I don’t see that happening any time soon, but I am getting better at bowling.

KristynMarie

PS.  R where are you?  I miss your keen wit and can’t access you by my sidebar link. 

Bah, exercise!!

I’m unhappy to report that the walking class is NOT getting any easier. As a matter of fact, I’m considering dropping it, the pain I’m in isn’t worth it. I can take Archery or Golf in the fall or spring, or hell, next summer, and not be in this much pain. I woke up today and I hurt all over. The only thing that didn’t hurt was my feet –I got one of those bubbling, massaging, warming foot spa things, and I love it. We did push-ups, squats, and lots of walking today and I hurt before any of it even began. My back, chest, arms, legs, abs…you get the point, they all hurt. I know, I said that already but I just simply can not do this. I’m not in good shape, I’ve neglected my health, and this sort of heavy workout is killing me. I think I need something slower to start with, maybe just bowling then more later. I read that if you’re in bad shape you should diet, work your way up to the ability to do intensive workouts.

The idea that I may drop this class is making me feel like crying. How can I drop a PE class and still feel good about myself? I’ll tell you, the ability to lift my arms above my head would be worth it all by itself. I can hardly move right now, and I feel bad about that. I should be able to do sit-ups, I should be able to do push-ups, I should be able to walk the steps without serious pain. Apparently I can’t. I’m sorry, but I just can’t do it.

I feel like such a quitter.

KristynMarie

yo ho, yo ho, a pirates life for me…

The moon tonight is as bright as a light bulb and the air smells faintly of burning wood.  Something is on fire somewhere close by, as though the moon had burned it’s brilliant light through the earth.  The entire night is mellow and warm and fantastic.  Matt and I just got back from seeing ‘Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man’s Chest’ at the late show.  We had intended to see the 3:50pm showing, a matinee, but when we got there and stood in line to buy the $2 per person tickets, there was a huge handmade sign hanging from the marque, “Sold Out 3:50 Showing” it said.  Matt and I scowled at one another, he went back outside to smoke, and I bought tickets for the 10:20pm show. They were selling out after all!  This exact thing is the reason we didn’t go yesterday.  When we went to the theater yesterday, there was a line all the way to the parking lot.

It’s funny, really.  We live in a small town in central Texas. Our theater has six screens.  There are only 15,000 people in Stephenville, not including the 8,000 Tarleton students.  It were as if the entire 23,000 residents crawled from the woodwork to see this film.  It’s almost unreal.  We have never, in the two years we’ve lived in Stephenville, even had to stand in line behind one person to buy show tickets; to have to stand in line behind twenty plus people to buy tickets seven hours in advance is surreal.

So we made it to the 10:20pm showing and had to sit in the very front row.  It’s hard for me to see sitting that close, but I managed.  The movie was spectacular!  I heard on the news not two days ago that it was not as good as the first one, but I disagree.  ‘Dead Man’s Chest’ was more epic than ‘The Curse of the Black Pearl.’  The fights were more intricately choreographed, the characters, including the bad guys, were more fantastic.  All in all, if you don’t take into account the sudden stop at the end, I thought ‘Dead Man’s Chest’ was better.  The end, however, was not much of an end.  It likens to ‘The Matrix: Reloaded,’ meaning that  it may as well have said, “To be concluded” at the end.  It left a very wide opening for a third movie.

I would recommend this movie, y’all should go see it.

KristynMarie

Tagged…

1. The book nearest me – “Danse Macabre” by Laurell K. Hamilton.
2. Stretch out left arm what do you touch? – The love seat. (My book shelf is on the right side )
3. Last thing watched on television? – South Park (Hellen Keller: the Musical). I know it’s wrong, but I just can’t stop!!
4. Without looking what time is it? – 9:55am
5. What actual time is it? – 10:14am
6. With the exception of the computer what can you hear? – A commercial for “Lady in the Water” by M. Knight Shamalayn, the jingling sound that means Ani and Galileo are kicking each other’s asses, and my hubby talking to me.
7. When did you last step outside? – Outside? There’s an outside? No, seriously, I was out side last night at 8pm…so about 15 hours ago.
8. Before this survey what did you look at? – The insides of my eyelids, I just got up.
9. What are you wearing? – a black tank top and black drawstring pants.
10. Did you dream last night? – Sure did, vividly, but I can’t remember what very well.
11. When did you last laugh? – About ten minutes ago.
12. What is on the walls in the room? – Um, an antique barometer, an actual oil painting of the texas country side my hubby’s grandmother had commissioned. Other than that, nothing, I’m a bit of a minimalist these days.
13. Seen anything weird lately? – What do y’all consider weird? I mean, no, I’ve not seen anything *I* consider weird.
14. What do you think of this quiz? – I like quizzes! Unfortunatly I am, at this moment, breaking my vow to never take another quiz. Thanks Nerd.
15. What is the last film you saw? - I Robot, my hubby loves it! We’re going to see Pirates today though.
16. Tell me something we don’t know – I’m terrified of heights! I can barely stand on a step ladder without feeling like I’m going to pass out.
17. If you could change one thing about the world, what would you do? – I would probably make gay marriage completely legal and accepted. Everyone deserves to marry, I’m sorry, but it’s something I feel strongly about. There’s no reason so many people should be cheated out of a human right simply because of who they love. It’s just wrong.
18. Do you like to dance? – Oh god no! I have no rythm, dancing makes me look like a total idiot!
19. George Bush? – I don’t think I could hate him more. I can’t wait until 2008!!
20. Imagine your first child is a girl – If I have a first child, there’s a problem. But, for the sake of saying so, I’d name her Eliza Josephine.
21. Imagine your first child is a boy – Again with the children thing, Sheesh! Okay, a boy, I’d name him Cavin Shea. Now can we stop with the kid questions?
22. Would you consider living abroad? – I would, definetly. Unfortunaty my hubby is so, so not into that.
23. What would God say to you when you reach the pearly gates? – Um, no comment.
24. 6 people who will do this quiz – Do I really have to come up with six? Okay, Melanie of course! Then, Mayren, PixiePrincessMom, Candi, Jenn, and damn it, I can’t think of anyone else. Did Anastasia do this one?

KristynMarie

Walking = Hell!!

Oh my god! What the hell was I thinking? Okay, explanation. I’m not the most atheletic person on the planet, hell, I’m not atheltic at all. I signed up for fitness walking, I figured it would be okay, I mean how hard could walking really be? I learned today that walking is damn hard when you’ve not gotten any exercise for the last 10 years. We did sit-ups and walked a mile today. By the time I finished that mile, I thought I was going to die! I was red, and sweaty, and sticky thanks to the lovely humidity here in Central Texas. To make matters just a little worse, I was the last one in on the mile. She gave us 18 minutes to walk the mile and I finished in 19:58. Yeah, it took me 20 minutes to walk one mile. I’m just pathetic. I know that tomorrow I’m going to hurt all over, I already hurt. I’m tired and frankly in a bad mood.

I’ve decided that it’s time to diet. All this effort won’t be worth squat if I don’t find a way to turn it into something positive. So, wish me luck. On top of it, I have bowling this afternoon, I’m already tired. I’m hoping that this whole walking class thing will get a little easier every day. If it doesn’t it’s going to be a long miserable 5 weeks.

KristynMarie

It simply was not to be…

I must report, much to my chagrin, that we did not make it to the fireworks display last night. I love fireworks, as I’ve suggested in the previous post, and the reason we didn’t make it had absolutely nothing to do with the rain. The show was at a local park, not ten minutes from here, so we left at 9:30pm. The display wasn’t scheduled until 10pm, but apparently, even in small town America, you have to leave for the fireworks like hours early, otherwise you don’t get a spot. We hit Graham street and made a trip around the block, looking for parking. Nothing. Car’s back to back, on both sides of the street; in the park, forget about it. We could have parked several blocks up, but I was almost certain from that vantage point we’d not have been able to see them, there were simply too many tree’s in the way and the park’s down in a hole of sorts.

Part of the fun of Fireworks is being close enough to feel them. You simply have to be close to get that feeling like stars are falling on you. It’s not the same without the whistle and bang. So, after driving around the block with no hope of finding parking, I got upset and just drove home and went to bed. I’ve been having to drive everywhere since Matt got that ticket back in February –We’re still working on paying it; $800 doesn’t get paid off over night. Traffic scares the hell out of me and seeing the fireworks just simply wasn’t worth the frustration of finding a spot in the bumper to bumper head and tail lights. Thinking back on it now, I wish I’d made myself look more closely, or at least more dilligently for a parking spot, but I didn’t. So, it’ll be another year before I get to see fireworks again and frankly, I’m disappointed to the core. This is only the second time in the last 7 years that we’ve missed the fireworks. It doesn’t mean as much to Matt as it does to me, beyond the point that it’s important to me, if that made any sense at all. I know he hurt at my disappointment, especially because last year, our first in hell Stephenville, the fireworks display was spectacular. Never, under any circumstances, underesimate small town America in the patriotic department. They can put on a fireworks show to rival most others, here at least.

Normally I would mope about this, but there’s just no point. I’m trying to turn over a new leaf in the pouting department. Nothing can be done to resolve the disappointment I feel, it can’t be changed, so I’m going to try to just get over it. Maybe next year will be better. I simply can’t kick the feeling that this little missed event is icing on the cake, so to speak. Matt and I have had nothing but misfortune since moving to Stephenville, with the single shining light being that I met Melanie, with whom I am the closest of friends. I love her, she knows it. Stephenville has simply not been our place. Since moving here our educations are not going as well as we would have liked, one of our cat’s had to have surgery for being clogged up because of the hard water, and our other cat, Chummer, died (he was only 6 years old). It’s hard, to live out here hating it so much, but our educations are looking up and that is definetly a plus. Besides, I have no idea what I’d do without Melanie. She’s a constant support, urges me forward, supports me in my difficult times, and I love her. So, I’m trying to at least tolerate Stephenville, which is really not a bad little town, for as long as we have to be here. No point in hating it, and I’m trying not to, it’ll only make me more miserable. Ms. Optomistic, that’s me.

So 4th of July wasn’t what I’d hoped it would be, the rain was a significant sign that it wouldn’t. I wish I believed in signs. On another, less exciting note, I started school for the summer II session today. Melanie and I are taking Fitness Walking and Bowling (two seperate classes). We’re having to take two activities courses to fulfill the PE requirment because PE classes are only 2 credits each, and we need 3 to fulfill the requirement. I’m not sure I’m going to like fitness walking, the instructor is super nice, but she’s going to be expecting us to do sit-ups and push-ups, as well as walking. I didn’t sign up for sit-ups! Bowling, on the other hand, should prove to be fun. I suck at it, big time, and I’m starting to doubt that latent bowling talent theory, but I figure the only way to get better is to practice. My thumb hurts like hell, the holes in the balls are all too small by an tiny bit. I thin kI’m going to ask Matt for a bowling ball for my birthday, I know, it’s a dorky present, but I intend to get better at this whole bowling thing if it kills me. Wish me luck!

KristynMarie