Monday, November 29, 2010

School. Holidays. Pictures. Change. January.

It’s raining outside.  That hard, loud, makes you want to curl up and nap rain.  I’m glad there’s a cold front coming in, I just wish it would stay cold for more than 5 days.  I seriously should not be wearing flip flops when tomorrow is December 1st.

School has been kicking my butt.  It’s a good thing, but I’m so glad that I have two finals December 8th and 10th, a case study due December 13th and then I’M DONE!  Thank heavens.

Thanksgiving was quite nice this year.  No drama and my uncle is ‘working on his people skills’ and was extra nice to me.  I’m happy to say that he’s come a long way from barking at me when I was a little kid!  (Yes, I said barking.  My family is a strange one, I know.)

This is a lot of random thoughts and for the 7 of you that read this, welcome to my world.  I do apologize.

I wanted so badly to finish that 30 Day Blog Challenge, but I don’t know.  It got kind of boring.  I’m a little unhappy with myself that I didn’t finish it, but I’m okay with it, too.  I lasted a lot long than I though I was going to.  I think I posted more this month than I ever have.

My cousin is getting married Saturday and I’m the photographer.  I’m so nervous, but excited nonetheless.  I bought my camera with the intention of taking pictures and making a little extra money here and there, so this is perfect.  I’m not letting her pay me since she’s my cousin, but you get the point.

I may post some pictures of the wedding next week, but other than that I think I’m going to lay low until January.  I have finals to study for, classes to register for, Christmas is coming up and I have two and a half more seasons of True Blood to watch.  (Like Lost and Twilight, I’m jumping on the band wagon a wee late.)

I have some ideas that I want to turn into a reality and I think January is the perfect time to do so.  It gives me time to get all my ducks in a row and what better way to start off the new year than with change.

So to sum things up.  School.  Holidays.  Pictures.  Change.  January.

See you then, folks!

Saturday, November 20, 2010

Talent, huh?

I always hate when I'm asked what my talents and hobbies are. Some people sing. Some people dance. Some people play sports. I can't even walk across the room without tripping over my own feet.

I love kids and am quite good with them. I enjoy getting down to their level and playing, coloring, singing, whatever their little imaginations come up with. I love to cook and bake. I won first and third place in a photography contest my senior year. I can tell you what kind of car I'm looking at, make and model, by the tail lights. (Modern day, at least.) I can sleep pretty much anywhere as long as I can sit. I can also count out twenty quarters just by weighing them in my hand.

I was in drama club in middle school and earned tons of ribbons and medals. I can read upside down and backwards and can spell words backwards, as well.

As far as talents, well, mine definitely aren't normal. People tell me I'm weird all the time. I don't care. I'd rather be different than be boring. Plus, normal is only a setting in the washing machine.

Thursday, November 18, 2010

What to say about my best friend?

I really don’t think there are enough words for how much I love my best friend.  She’s my better half.  I can tell her anything and everything, which I basically do, without fear of being judged.

We’ve been friends on and off since 5th grade.  Life has gotten in the way and we’ve lost touch, but we’ve always found a way to find each other again.  I thought that this time it was going to be different and that we weren’t going to be able to go back to the way things were.  We didn’t.  Things are so much better this time around.  Blame is on age or maturity or whatever you want.  I blame it on our awesomeness.

We laugh about the stupidest things and know how to take a joke.  We don’t always think alike, but I think that’s what makes us work.  We’re the same in the places that are most important and the things that are opposite about us are the things that compliment each other. 

She’s the first person I can call when I have a bad day and need to be cheered up.  The first person I can call when I have exciting news.  She’s the first person I can call for everything!

People tell me I’m weird, loud and awkward. She tells me I’m friendly and know how to have a good time.  People say things, things that are mean and cruel, but not her.  She sees the good in me when I can’t and loves me flaws and all, which is a rarity these days.

I can guarantee that if one of us were a male, we’d get married and live happily ever after.  We’ll just have to settle on finding husbands that can handle us and the fact that they’ll be number 1.5!

I don’t know where I’d be today had she not sent me that friend request and I mean that.  Life is so much easier when you know all you have to do is pick up the phone and have someone like her on the other line.

Boom Boom, I love you like I love my family.  You’re one of the best friends I’ve ever had and I’m so glad you came back into my life when you did.  You’re the apple of my eye.  The peanut to my butter, er, cookie to my monster since you’re allergic.  (Wow that sounds dirty!)  You really are my better half.

I can’t to find husbands, buy houses next door to each other and be the house wife who takes care of the kids while you and our husbands go make the money.

I don’t know of many people who would put up with me like you do.

Good morning, love!  My butt just had a miscarriage.  It was yours.  Sorry we can’t be mothers together and corrupt our poop baby.

Lmao.  Oh, Katie Kate I love waking up to your texts.

If only for the above reason alone, you can never leave me again!

@Katie Kate

Wednesday, November 17, 2010


I took Art Appreciation my first semester of college, so you'd think that this would be easy, but it isn't. I spent a good while searching through endless pieces, but couldn't really find one that I loved. Starry Night is a good one, but everybody likes that one. Water-Lilies reminds me of Titanic; Boquet of Sunflowers, Mona Lisa Smile.

Art isn't just paintings though. It's sculptures and drawings and pictures and anything you want it to be! One of my all time favorite photographs is V-J Day in Times Square.

I want it blown up and hung above my bed when I get my own house. It just screams romance to me and I absolutely love it!

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

My apologies.

I was really happy that I was kinda, sorta really sticking to this and blogging everyday, but then I woke up Sunday and hello, sinus infection from hell! I really want to finish this up, but don't want to get too far behind so here's a short version of the past few days that I've slept through missed.

Day 12 — Explain how you got one of your scars.

Daddie was engaged to a lady who had two boys that were The Bubs and Sissy's ages. They had bought air soft guns and me being the kid I am, had to have one, too. I was trying to show Daddie that they didn't hurt when you got shot with one so I shot myself in the calf point blank. Needless to say that wasn't one of my smartest moments.

Day 13 — How do you think others view you?

I'm currently waiting to hear back on this one. :)

Day 14 — Talk about the cuteness of your pets.

Do I really need words...

Tallulah and Pink



Day 15 — A poem you wrote.

Roses are red

Violets are blue

I can't wrtie poems.

Hooray for you!

(Pretty sure it's my best one yet.)

Day 16 — A song that makes you cry (or nearly).

Friday, November 12, 2010

Family Time

I haven’t spent much time with Daddie and The Sibs since I moved and don’t have a car.  I’m spending the weekend with them and am going to try to stay away from the Internet as much as possible and just enjoy spending time with them.

I’ll be back Monday and play catch up.

Enjoy your weekend!

Thursday, November 11, 2010

I’m lazy today.

I got a new bed that’s really comfy and I can’t wait to go to sleep.  I couldn’t decide on a story from my childhood. I was telling my friend this story the other day, so without further ado, stolen from Momma, I bring you the first time I broke the law.

Katiebug's dad and I did not have the most amicable divorce. With that being said, while we were going through this nasty process, then presidential candidate Bill Clinton was going to be at what was at the time Chennault Air Force base in Lake Charles, Louisiana and my mom was taking my Grandma to see him. Well, I decided there may not be another time that Katiebug would be able to see someone involved in the presidential race in such an up close manner, so we decided to make it a four-generation field trip.

When you are in the process of getting a divorce and are under orders that neither party is to take the child out of the jurisdiction of the judge, this means you cannot leave the state with said child. (Oops - strike one.)

Lake Charles is about an hour, hour & a half from Beaumont. Katiebug was 4 at the time. Four-year old bladders are not prone to being able to hold it for very long as has been well-documented over time. At some point, we definitely had to find a way for her to "pay her water bill" so I located the little girls room and headed off in that direction...only to be stopped by a Secret Service agent telling us that the area where the restrooms were located were off limits and that she would have to wait until they had cleared the area. Now this agent must not have had a child or been around many children because as we all know, when they have to go THEY HAVE TO GO! When you have a four-year old little girl who's been potty-trained since 18 months dancing around about to lose her ever loving mind because she HAS TO GO it's funny how it can change a person's stance regarding protocol. With that said, little Miss Katiebug made it to the restroom and was able to do her business, after which we went back to our seats.

Now everyone around us were holding signs as you can imagine and Miss Katie Scarlett did NOT want to be left out. My mom and I looked around and finally found an 8x10 piece of what appeared to be part of another sign and made her a little sign to hold. She said she wanted it to say "Texans for Clinton" and she waved it and waved it like it was an American flag.

Remember how I said we weren't supposed to leave the jurisdiction of the judge? Well, guess what precious little 4-year old with the biggest red, white & blue hair bow you'd ever seen ended up all all three local news stations in Beaumont and CNN that night. Katiebug you say?...yep, you'd be right. (Oops - strike two.)

Thank goodness her father was a Clinton supporter at the time or else I might have been able to determine if orange really isn't my color as I've long suspected.

Luckily, the only other time I’ve been involved with the law has been because of speeding tickets. 

Wednesday, November 10, 2010


I don't regret much. I feel that living with them is a waste of time and energy. That being said, I do have a few. They're mainly things that I didn't say or times that I didn't stand up for myself. I tend to let people walk all over me and belittle me at times. While this happens I have so many things that run through my head. Things I could do. Things I could say. The fear of confrontation stops me in my tracks, however, and I accept the lashes of name calling and using and verbal abuse.

I know that I shouldn't allow this to happen and that I need to stand up for myself, and I'm slowly learning how to do this, but I just don't like hurting other people's feelings. I like for everyone to be happy and there to me no animosity in between. I've even gone as far as accepting the blame for something that was not at all my fault to begin with and apologizing because it's easier that we. We put it past us and move on.

Take the whole situation with Daddie. We got in this huge fight and went from seeing/talking to each other everyday to not speaking for almost 6 weeks. What was the fight about? I really can't tell you, to be honest. All I know is now he's back to asking me advice about women and sending me texts with what most people would deem inappropriate language between a father and daughter. (Read: It's the FUCKING Catalina Wine Mixer!)

Did we talk about what happened? No. Did we apologize to each other? Nope. We just pretended like it didn't happen and moved on. Not the healthiest way to deal with my problems, but it's soo much easier. We don't have to get into the whole 'tell me how this makes you feel' conversations.

Another example would be this evening. Papa came to pick me up from church (10 weeks and 5 days sans car, but who's counting?) and as we were three blocks away The Bubs mom calls. She's running late and wants to know if I can go pick up Bubs and meet her some..... her phone dies. I kid you not. We sat at the church for a bit and finally after 15 minutes decide to go way across town to drop him off at home, before making the 25 minute trip back to our house. Why did I agree to this? Well for starters, I love my brother and am not about to leave him at a place where a man was shot and killed a week ago. Number two, she knows that she can call and I'll stop what I'm doing to help because I love him. I don't mind helping, at all, I just feel like I'm being taken advantage of at times.

Oy. A therapist would have so much fun with me, wouldn't they?


This spost is supposed to be a picture I took (singular), but indecisive me can’t choose just one.  Therefore, here are my favorite 5 photos I’ve taken this year.


Rainy DayFirst picture with my DSLR.

Happy Puppy


Baby Love
Two days old.

Crawfish and Beer Yum.

Beach Love

Two of my favorites, Lulu and the beach.

Style in 2000

10 years ago I was 12 and in 6th grade.

We had just gotten an Abercrombie at our mall and that was the latest craze.  You weren’t popular unless you had a shirt that read PREP across the chest.  I never wore Abercrombie.  It was too expensive.  (Still is in my opinion.)

I was mad that I couldn’t wear shorts to school anymore without them being all the way to my knees, omg the horror!  I had to tuck my shirt in as part of school dress code so I got my first hoodie that I wore everysingleday and loved a lot more than I probably should have. 

Shoes that I really, really, REALLY wanted:







Shoes that I wore:il_fullxfull.151374256

I don’t remember much about clothes.  I remember I had an orange Hawaiian shirt from Bugle Boy that I wore with khaki capri pants all the time. I had khaki overalls that I wore with a tank top that had a built in shirt under it.  Other than that I’m pretty sure it was t-shirts and jeans, under my hoodie.  I had a shirt from American Eagle that was hand me down that I wore all the time with my jeans and brown leather belt.  It had American Eagle written across the back bottom so I didn’t have to tuck it in.  Maybe that’s why I wore it so much.  Who knows.

I do remember that I had the brightest yellow and orange backpack from the Gap.  I loved that thing.

I was going to say that I’d love to go back and relive those days, but that means I’d have to go through high school again.  Four years was enough for me, thankyouverymuch.

Tuesday, November 9, 2010

Sleep is good!

Out of the past 30 hours I've been awake maybe two. My allergies are killing me and I feel like I have an elephant sitting on my face.

I'm pretty sure if I knew what the Guinness World Record for amount of sneezes in a day was, I'd be famous for beating it.

Sunday, November 7, 2010


This has been one of the pictures on my laptop wallpaper since I took the picture. It sums up their different personalities so well. Phoebe hasn't a clue what's going on. Jed is causing trouble, Ellie Mae is nervous and Pink is just her goofy self all while Tallulah looks like she's about to loose her dog gone mind.

I got to see Pink and Tallulah yesterday and Pink is about three inches taller than her Momma! Ellie Mae unfortunately got ran over by a truck and horse trailer. Blue is huge, but still walks around looking for Ellie Mae. Last I heard, Phoebe and her owner moved to Houston.

I miss them. A lot. They were the best snugglers.

Saturday, November 6, 2010

1, 2, 3, 4

This is my favorite song Plain White T's sings, besides Hey There Delilah. The video is super sweet, as is the song and I want it played at my wedding!

Friday, November 5, 2010


Sorry so short. (Oh how I remember writing that at the bottom of notes in middle school!) I have 5% left on my phone and am too warm to get my charger or laptop so here is my favorite quote and two favorite bible verses.

"Live well. Laugh often. Live much."

'For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.' -Jeremiah 29:11

"Now faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see." -Hebrews 11:1

Hope you're having a wonderful weekend! It's finally chilly in Texas! Yay.

She's Come Undone

I'll be the first person to tell you I'm a book worm. I love to read. At my old job all I did was answer phones and read. At one point, I had fourteen books in my office and I had read them all at least thrice.

I love the feeling I get when I open a book for the first time, but I dread when I've finished it. I love to read series because they don't just end at one book, you get three or four and sometimes more. The feeling when I finish a series is even worse than a single book, however.

I don't know that I have one favorite book, but the one I've read the most number of times is "She's Come Undone" by Wally Lamb. It's part of Opah's Book Club and really good coming of age story. The fact that a male wrote it from a female's perspective, and wrote it so well, impresses me.

My friend let me borrow her copy my junior year of high school and I read it twice before returning it. I've since bought my own copy, lost it in a move, bought another copy and lost it yet again to a friend.

I think it's time to buy another copy and get lost in Dolores Price's world again.

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

Pick me. Choose me. Love me.

Picking my favorite TV show was easy, peasy. Hands Dow , without a doubt, it's Grey's Anatomy. I was hooked as soon as they called Derrick McDreamy! It's very rare that I miss an episode, and if I do, it's because I happen to love the person I'm with. A lot.

Last season finale was rough. It was amazingly written, but it aired when Papa was still in the hospital recovering from his liver transplant so I was a little scared to go visit. (My biggest fear is a mass public shooting like that.)

This season pretty much sucks. There, I said it. The whole Emo Christina thing is being way over played and that documentary style episode last week? What the deuce?

I have my fingers crossed that it will improve the next few weeks. I can't wait to start watching from Season One again and get The Best Friend hooked, too!

Tuesday, November 2, 2010

I have a confession.

I can't pick one favorite movie. I've been thinking about this for two days now and I just can't! There are too many good movies out there. So, instead of my favorite movie, I bring you the top ten, in alphabetical order!

A Lot Like Love
This reminds me of two of my friends. I think it's one of the sweetest movies and it always cheers me up. Ollie+Em 4ever.

I watched this everyday after school for like three months when it first came out. Love the songs!

Gone With the Wind
I kind of had to pick this one. I mean with out Katie Scarlett I could've been named Edna or something. (No offense if you are/know an Edna!)

Step Brothers
The whole drum set scene after the fight makes the whole movie. This is my go to movie when I can't sleep and it reminds me of spending time with Daddie.

The Best Little Whorehouse in Texas
It's a musical. About a whorehouse. Enough said.

The Breakfast Club
This is my favorite 80's movie.

The Hangover
I honestly thought this was going to be Napoleon Dynamite stupid, but it wasn't. It's super funny and has good memories attached to it.

The Notebook
This one makes me cry EVERY.SINGLE.TIME. The whole together in the bed ending tops it off.

I will watch this anytime it comes on TV not matter what. It's my absolute favorite love story, even though I just got the ending last week when it was on TBS. Duh, Kate.

Top Gun
This also reminds me of my friend. She thought I was crazy for liking a movie about airplanes. That was before we watched it 4 times in a row.

There you have it! Katie's Top Ten Movies in alphabetical order.

Monday, November 1, 2010

Why you gotta be so mean?

I’ve been thinking about this all day.  I don’t really have one all time favorite song.  I chang my favorite song and musical taste like most people change their underwear so it’s rather hard.

I’ll listen to just about anything as long I like it.  My iTunes consists of pretty much everything including, but not limited to:

    1. Umbrella, All Time Low, Punk Goes Crunk
    2. Only Prettier, Miranda Lambert, Revolution
    3. Peacock, Katy Perry, Teenage Dream
    4. Tempo Bledsoe, Smile Smile, Truth on Tape
    5. Love the Way You Lie, Eminem ft. Rihanna, Recovery

At least those are the first five so things that come up when I hit the shuffle button.

Right now, my favorite song is Taylor Swift’s “Mean” off her new Speak Now album.


High school was four years of complete hell for me.  I went to school, did what I needed to do to get good grades and that was about it.  I woke up about 20 minutes before I had to leave, threw on a tshirt, hoodie, jeans, some flip flops and pulled my hair in a pony tail, because I was going to school to learn, duh, why should I dress up and impress people!

I had some friends, but they came and went.  I went to my first football game senior year and I got there so late that they didn’t even charge me to get in.  Between the name calling, stalking, bullying and lists of Reasons Why I hate Katie B, I was beyond happy to graduate!

Girls are catty, boys say hurtful things and it doesn’t really get any better as you get older and the words still hurt, but I’ve found that as I get older, it gets a little bit easier to cope with them.  You realize that those people have a problem with themselves and in order to make them feel better about themselves, you get hurt.

I still let things get to me more than they should, but I’m ever so slowly getting the the point where I can pity them.  If your life is so miserable that you have to bully me, then your life must suck something fierce.

I’ve put the past behind me and I’m even really, really good friends with one of the girls who was the meanest to me in high school. 

I chose Mean because I love Taylor Swift.  I think she’s a great role model and I like that she isn’t afraid to write and sing about her life and what has happened to her.  I can relate to most of her songs and that’s hard to come by these days. 

Karma is one hell of a bitch and I hope she comes back to bite all the ‘mean girls (and boys)’ in the ass!