Well, we're off!

I'm still not done packing and we're leaving in about 20 minutes. haha

Be back on Monday! (With hopefully lots of hilarious posts about my awesome trip.)

Where's your SUN San Diego??

Wednesday Night...Partly cloudy. Lows 50 to 59. Light winds.

Thursday...Mostly cloudy with a chance of showers. Highs 61 to 66. Winds southeast 15 mph in the morning becoming light. Chance of measurable precipitation 40 percent.

Thursday Night...Showers likely in the evening...then chance of showers overnight. Lows 49 to 56. Light winds. Chance of measurable precipitation 60 percent.

Friday...Showers likely. Highs 58 to 63.

Friday Night...Showers likely and slight chance of thunderstorms. Lows 48 to 53.

Saturday...Showers likely and slight chance of thunderstorms. Highs 58 to 63.

Saturday Night...Mostly cloudy with a chance of showers. Lows 43 to 51.

Sunday...Partly cloudy with a slight chance of showers. Highs 59 to 64.

Sunday Night...Partly cloudy. Lows 43 to 50.

Now I don't feel really smart anymore

My mom just called me and told me I put my address on the internet in a previous blog. What a DUMMY. So I replaced it with some X's and hopefully will not be raped this evening.

I feel really smart

I just used Turbo Tax to file my 2008 return with President Obama and also with Al Franken. (Federal and State.)

I have NEVER done my own taxes before. WOW. I am a grown up. And it was only $70. It took me about 2 hours. Last year I paid $230.

www.turbotax.com

I totes recommend it.
p.s. I am getting a nice little refund if anybody wants to become my friend. Free ice cream!

Highland Bank

A little known fact about the building that I work in:

There is a hair-restoration place on 5th floor. Urban legend has it that there is a private entrance for local celebrities to get their hair plugs put in incognito. I work on the 4th floor. Frequently I see men in the elevator, coming down from 5th floor in baseball caps. I try not to make eye contact, because I'm sure it's a sensitive deal. Kind of like when I used to go to my therapy sessions for my MENTAL HEALTH and I didn't want anybody looking at me in the elevator. So, as you can see I am a very compassionate individual.

WELL, today there was a dude who got off on 4th floor, as I was getting into the elevator. He walked around a bit and looked confused and so I asked him if he was looking for Advisors Mortgage. He said no, he was looking to leave the building. So I laughed and explained that we have the slowest elevator in the world and though he may have thought he just went down four floors and was on "one", he had actually only gone down one floor and was now on "four". He played along and laughed with me and then nervously said, "I JUST GOT AN EYEBROW PUT ON". So I looked right at his eyebrow and there was a huge scar so I say, "OH NO, DID YOU HURT YOURSELF?" And then he says, "NO IT'S A CHILDHOOD THING." And then I say, "WELL IT LOOKS REALLY NICE."

I wish I could type the sound of nervous laughter on both our parts.

Doesn't anybody know how to talk on the phone?

I had to make some changes to my information with the City Assessor's office, because their records are super old.

The conversation went something like this:

me - "Hi I'd like to make a change to my account information."
lady - "um, OK what's the address?" (muffled, hard to hear.)
me - "xxxx xxth Avenue South."
lady - "um, hmmm, blah blah what are we doing now?"
me - "I'd like to do a change. The name is Kady Hexum. H.E.X.U.M."
lady - type type type "I've made that change." (muffled)
me - "Ok, thanks!, Bye"

But she had already hung up.

Dear Beth Lindahl

Sid is the cutest baby I have ever seen in my whole life, besides:
immediate nieces and nephews
Whom I am contractually obligated to love the most.

copy cat

So last night I was sitting at home FINISHING MY PUZZLE (from an earlier post) and sort of feeling sorry for myself because I was ALL BY MYSELF (cue the Eric Carmen song). And then my super awesome friend Summer Grimes who very recently became a follower of this blog texted me that she just drove by my house. I texted her back that I was bored and she better come over. After all I had been awake for 3 whole hours. (Somehow I slept until 4pm on Saturday. I have no idea how it happened, but I feel super awesome because of it.) I spent the 3 hours vacuuming, mopping my hardwood floors, dusting, and getting my guest room ready for a new roommie who is going to be moving in tomorrow. Anyways so Summer comes over and we heated up some chicken noodle soup and drank two bottles of wine and she showed me some stuff she had just bought at the Mall of America. Anyway, have you ever seen somebody get something and you absolutely HAD to have it right then and there? She pulls out these little ladies, and I about freaked out. SO cute. So I just bought them on Amazon.com. I am hereby giving credit to Summer Nicole Grimes for finding them first, in case anybody compliments me on it they were NOT MY IDEA. But they're SO DANG HOT:



I'm a lame-o poser, I admit it. But come on, wouldja just LOOK AT EM!

You stay classy, San Diego

This is where I'm going this weekend (I stole this photo from Sarah Basset's facebook page):



And no amount of refinances or FHA or VA files or foreclosure purchases is going to stop me.

fun on you tube

So I was searching for my favorite song on you tube to post it, and here it is: (note the sweet funky boots and the not-so-great dance moves:



And then I found this, which is actually quite clever, whatever your political views:

www.youtube.com/watch?v=cnGc3mI7YKw

Adventures in Babysitting

I tried to get everybody to sleep in Kasey and Ben's bed with me, but I ended up being the only one who slept. For an hour, while the kids watched Sponge Bob. Then we moved to the loft bed. Nobody slept. Then Miyo wanted milk and so did Miles. Then Miles wanted pizza and so did Miyo. Then Miyo went peepee on the potty (yay!) and then I changed two wet diapers after that. And then Murphy got up and I had lost all control. Then Miyo lost her temper and her ny-ny. Then Miles lost the stick to his game. Then we found it all and now they're all in bed, not sleeping.

Miles' dream

I'm babysitting the kids right now. Miles just told me:

"Mom and dad are thinking about getting me my own..." (and I'm thinking "Bedroom?" "Cell phone?" "Hat?"

Back to story:

"Cupboard. Except it's gonna be awesomer than Miyo's. We're gonna put tiny little posters on the wall."

I guess Miyo has always had a "place"

25 Facts About Me

1. I don't like being alone. But I live alone. So I beg people to come over all the time.
2. I am 32 in June.
3. I hate sticking my hand in the sink to unplug food from the drain. So I just do dishes by running water the whole time and not plugging the sink. But I don't believe in wasting water. This is a crisis of my conscience.
4. I saw a girl with 2 heads today. One body.
5. I have seen every episode of the Golden Girls.
6. I am super responsible. Sometimes.
7. I want to help everyone.
8. Nobody wants my help.
9. I never clean my room.
10. I hate it on Lost when the people don't talk to each other about the crazy thing that just happened. Just once I'd love to see somebody say, "wasn't that weird?!"
11. My favorite movie is Better Off Dead.
12. My favorite song is Your Love is Lifting me Higher by Jackie Wilson.
13. I am 45 minutes late to work every day.
14. I do most things out of obligation.
15. Beth Lindahl and Charli Taylor have babies! But not me, and I am jealous.
16. I ran three marathons in one year.
17. My little sister can beat me up.
18. Daniel Tosh thinks my voice is "shrill".
19. I fear silence. And so I end up revealing too much about myself.
20. I want to slap people's butts when I walk by them, in a gesture of friendship.
21. I came up with the phrase "Osama Been Bombin'" and thought it would be all over the papers on 9/12, but it didn't really catch on.
22. I love traveling but I hate flying.
23. I spend 10 minutes per day pinching every pore on my face, hoping for an amazing explosion.
24. I once pooped in a ziplock bag.
25. I once pooped in my hand.

Not the favorite

So one day Kasey is accusing my mom that I am the favorite daughter. Here is their conversation. And I'm totally in the same room:



Kasey: "Kady is your favorite. You always side with her in every fight. Just admit it. Admit it. Admit Kady is your favorite. ADMIT IT."



Mom (screaming): "KADY'S NEVER BEEN MY FAVORITE!!!!!!!"

Hanna

When this little girl was 4 or maybe 5, we were up at Boundary Waters. They only have a plastic seat in the woods with no house around it for the bathroom. You have to walk a ways to get to it, and it's just this seat on top of a big crap hole. Well it's kind of a production to get up there. You gotta bring toilet paper, you gotta find somebody to go with (cuz you would never go alone, right?), and then you gotta undo belts and pants and pull down and hold the toilet paper and not put it on the ground because ew! So I take my cute little blondie niece Hanna up to the bathroom and I wait until she goes. I ask her, "Hanna, sometimes don't you wish you were a boy? I mean, then this whole 'peeing-in-the-woods' thing would be much easier, huh?"

Without even hesitating, she says:

"But what about the pretty-ness? And the valuable rings?"

World Market

It's Closing. Another victim of a poor economy. So, I went over there tonight and bought a new dining room table and six chairs! I literally arrived 25 minutes before they closed, and decided to buy it 5 minutes before closing. I paid, and then I was like, "oh yah...I dont have a truck. Can I come and get it later?"






We fit six chairs in my car! Well they were boxed up and require assembly...but they should be cute.


I'm excited to trash this old sucker. Out with the old and in with the new. Just kidding. I'll sell the old on Craigslist...we've had some good times around this ol' thing, huh?

But, no more crowding six people around a tiny round table!! YAY!

Massage day

Nancy came over on Saturday and did massages for a buncha people including me and we cooked a whole chicken (see prior post) and made a puzzle and knitted and drank wine. I know the picture makes it look like I was all alone but there really were people here. Those are Beata's feet!

Then Nancy stayed over night and I coughed and coughed all night and she brought me breakfast in bed and did all the dishes. I haven't left the house all day and I hope I'm feeling better. I tried to get all the broth out of the crock pot that cooked all night but it's really messy and I'm so sick I ended up just getting all the chicken goo and bones out and throwing the liquid in the fridge to separate and hopefully I can make soup tomorrow. I'm so sick. But I did watch Wednesday night's Lost episode on the Internet and I put three dishes from my bedroom onto the kitchen counter. Baby steps.

The end.

Cookin' a chicken

Step one: Find a guy who is willing to touch the inside of a nasty raw chicken. (and hopefully he will be willing to hold it up like a puppet for the photo.) Thanks Mark Spanagel!

Step Two: Take 1 tbsp of salt, 1 tsp of lemon zest (which I recently found out is just lemon peel grated up), 4 garlic cloves, 1 tbsp of olive oil. Get that brave guy to rub this mixture between the chicken and it's skin. Shove a sliced up lemon into the icky inside of the chicken after you've removed the icky heart and liver and neck and stuff. Salt and olive oil the outside of the chicken and add whatever other spices you want and bake at 350 degrees for a half hour per pound.

Step Two and a half: Get another guy to carve it up for you. Thanks Andrew Brooker!

Step Three: eat. **Cheesy potatoes on the right can be made by taking one pound of hash browns, one pound of light cottage cheese and two pounds of grated cheese. Bake at 375 degrees for about an hour. Thanks Mark and Amy for bringing those over. YUM.

Step four, save those bones and make a yummy broth for chicken noodle soup because you are sick and it will taste good.
MMMMMMM

Get your Dolly fix, right here!

I thought her name was spelled Dhali, but NOPE it's "Dolly".