Wednesday, July 23, 2008

Maybe I Should Have Considered Law School...

I have no idea why, but I woke up this morning singing Wham's Wake Me Up Before You Go Go. I will admit, George Michael has been in my head more and more recently: my mother attended his concert in Los Angeles; he has resurfaced on that prime time lawyer sitcom. Even more bizarre, as I'm humming along in the shower, I slyly shift into Paula Abdul's Rush, Rush. Yeah, I really don't know.

I only know a few words here and there of each of these tunes, yet they keep playing over and over in my head like a mixed tape gone horribly, horribly wrong. I normally find solace in The Knack's My Sharona, but since I learned the true meaning behind the mumbled lyrics from Rock Band, its lost all meaning.

Wednesday, July 16, 2008

Triple the Pleasure, Triple the Fun!

Last night, we accompanied Jessica & Matt to the glory that is the Cheap Trick, Heart and Journey concert. By far, the best people-watching I've seen in a long time! A middle-aged couple spent the entire show grinding against one another, with some pretty blatant PDAs. *Shudder* Although, at one point, a woman leapt the seats to just the row just behind Mr. and Mrs. Repulsive and started mocking their dance moves to the delight of our section. Later, in the parking lot, we encountered a rather intoxicated young man that approached every car he came in contact with and screamed at it's passengers the complete AWESOMENESS of the show. I believe he even stated that the show had changed his life. We imitated him for the remainder of the evening: "This rock is AWESOME!", "I think I stubbed my toe, AWESOME!", "I should have peed before we left...AWESOME!"

The concert started immediately at 7:00. Never before have I witnessed such a prompt appearance! Cheap Trick kicked off their set while we waited in line for the restrooms. They did play the only 2 songs I know: I Want You to Want Me, which caused the soccer moms directly in front of us to swoon; and Surrender.

Heart stormed the stage next and may I just say that Ann Wilson can still hit those high notes with such power! They entertained us with These Dreams, Barracuda, Magic Man and closed with Crazy On You. An amazing performance!

And then came Journey, equipped with new front man, Arnel Pineda. His vocals rivalled Steve Perry's studio performances. Seriously, I closed my eyes and swore I was listening to a Greatest Hits album. Which I did nearly half the time anyway, since Arnel does this weird thing with his eyes that creeps me out. The highlight was, of course, Don't Stop Believin! But a close second was Open Arms. The entire venue mimicked the same hand gestures through the chorus. Hi-larious!

All in all, a good night. Plenty of tasty margaritas, good company, all blended with a phenomenal soundtrack.

Thursday, July 10, 2008


We elected Cox Communications to provide us with our telephone, internet and cable services since they were so willing to negotiate when it came to installation fees and monthly prices. We are getting a total steal: $66 per month will warrant us phone service with nationwide long-distance and all the features one could possibly imagine; a reliable cable internet connection (DSL was a nightmare); and 315 cable channels with complementary HD and a complementary HD receiver. Friggin' sweet deal, right? I couldn't have been happier...

until they had to reschedule our installation. FOR ANOTHER WEEK!

No TV and no internet make Katie SOMETHING SOMETHING.

Go crazy?


Another Boring House Update

Blah, blah, blah, house. Blah, blah, painting still sucks, blah. Blah, getting there, blah, blah.

Peas and carrots, peas and carrots, peas and carrots.




Ladies and gentlemen, you have just witnessed the horrifying effects of blogging sans caffiene. And buying a house in today's market: totally smart. Trying to make it your home in less than 2 weeks: will reduce you to this kind of incessant babble.

Wednesday, July 2, 2008

Well, shoot! This be country livin!

I encountered two GINORMOUS turkeys outside my garage this morning. Steve saw a baby rabbit in the shrubs right outside our door. We won't mention the bugs.

Toto, I don't think we're in San Diego anymore!

Tuesday, July 1, 2008


What an exhausting weekend! We painted and moved everything we own. And I strained my left arm in the process. I now get to wear an ever-attractive brace thing for 3 weeks. So much for unpacking!

Luckily, I have the most amazing boyfriend in the world. Seriously, the evidence speaks for itself:

1. he agreed to purchase this house sight unseen
2. he moved away from the city despite the spike in gas prices
3. he cleaned our old apartment so well that we are getting all but $100 back on our deposit

I also have some pretty amazing friends, so a HUGE thank you goes to Matt, Debra, Jim and Erson. And I can't forget my family: eternal gratitude to Mom, Dad, Kelly, Neil & Hayden. I would have been lost without each of you!

Hmmm, didn't intend for this to sound so much like an Academy Awards acceptance speech. Oh well! Anyway, we don't have internet, phone or cable at the house until the 11th, so I will post pics just as soon as I can.

Tuesday, June 24, 2008

Take 2: Grown-Up Edition

Once upon a time, I had a blog. Not many read it, mostly family and a few friends, but it was my outlet for my random-ness. Over time, I neglected it and eventually it faded into internet oblivion. I vaguely recall posts filled with day-to-day pet peeves and vacation recaps. Captivating, right?

The times, they are a-changing though and I want to document as much as humanly possible. I've never been one to journal; my few pathetic attempts at a diary growing up usually consisted of a page or two with semi-consecutive dates and then...NOTHING! I instead forced myself to rely on this uber-fragile memory to store the meaningful moments of my life. Anyway, I digress. So much of my life is about to change and I want to have something to look back on.

I'm growing up. Well, sort of. More accurately, I'm buying a house with my boyfriend of 9 years. I know, and have known for years, that Steve is The One. We are actually discussing wedding plans (September '09 baby!). But this is real. I'm on the verge of getting everything I've ever wanted and I'm terrified. Is this normal? Steve usually suffers the cold feet in the relationship (both literally and figuratively: I think he may have circulation issues) and I provide the calming influence. This complete role reversal has totally knocked me on my ass. I want to enjoy these moments, damn it!