The Good The Bad & The Ugly

Tired today so.........Here is the latest Kally news:

The Good: I went to Reed Johnson Salon last night and got some highlights done and I love it. This place was pretty cool. It had a warehouse decor to it (but in a good not ghetto way) and the service was awesome. I am seriously thinking about going back for a cut.

The Bad: Since I was not supposed to shampoo my hair for 24 hours, I kinda forgot to brush my hair this morning. Oops, sorry Computer Co co-workers, I didn't mean to scare ya.

The Ugly: Today is a no make-up day. I wanted to give my sensitive skin a break so I just glopped on some lip gloss on the way to work. This means no pics of the new hair until tomorrow.

Let's Get Together

A friend of mine that I hang out with on a nightly basis has been ditching me for the past week. "What friend?" you ask. Well, I bet you are friends with this also. So.....if you happen to run into A Full Night's SLEEP please let it know I have missed it.

I have been waking up between 1 and 3am in the morning for the past week only to find Sleep has left me, and wouldn't you know Insomnia wants to spend some time with me. I have given in to Insomnia's demands: watching cheesy late night/early morning TV re-runs, old movies, laundry, emptying the dishwasher, gathering trash...even baking. But spending time with Insomnia has been leaving me drained the day after. I have missed Sleep so much that last night I decided to demand it stay the night.
Here was the plan:

Upon getting home from work, I quickly changed into exercise get-up and jumped on the treadmill for a 45 minute run. Next, I gathered yet another load of laundry to start. I watched a little TV during dinner. Then, I created a Mii on our Wii we just purchased last night. Of course, I had to play bowling for a while. Finally, I took an super-hot shower and passed out from pure exhaustion. I woke up this morning feeling better and hoping I can get together again with Sleep tonight. Sorry Insomnia, I do have a date with you on New Years though.

Spam Hurts

It is stupid o'clock in the morning and I am going crazy with insomnia. So far I have watched some crazy Robert Downey Jr movie, baked brownies to take to work tomorrow (oops I mean today) and have cleaned up my email accounts (even the spam).

Spam is what has brought me to you at this crazy time in the morning. In the past I have received the same old spam that everyone gets. You know what I am talking about, special just for men pills, pics of Hollywood starlets and attempts to sell me impostor designer everything. (Now get real I am not opening this spam and reading it. I can tell what it is by the subject line.) Well, for the last couple of weeks I have been receiving the strangest spam ever. The subject line says: Kally you look stupid, Kally you are so stupid, -& finally the kicker- Kally you are a moron. WTF?!?! The first couple of times I thought it might be a joke but now about 80% of my spam tells me how stupid I look. The sad thing is I am almost desperate to see those crazy just for men enhancement spammers attacking my email again. I mean really, one can only read that they are a stupid looking moron so many times before you really begin to wonder......Have any of you guys ever gotten any spam like this before?

How to Deal

I needed more than just one day to deal. Last Wednesday morning a friend of mine lost her life due to a senseless act of violence. It breaks my heart to see how the media has sensationalized this and made it a "story."

(In this entry I will not name names for the privacy of the family.)

I will not speak of that but of my friend who is dearly missed. She was the type of person we should all aspire to be like. Her heart was enormous and filled with love for all of her friends and family be they two legged or four. I remember my first visit to her house and my sheer surprise at the number of animals wandering around. I asked if she was dog/cat/rat sitting for friends. "No." she happily answered "They are all part of our family," she added as a huge smile spread across her face. (I will always remember her smile that just radiated love and pride in whatever she was speaking of.) I loved that these animals were not just "pets" she had but family members she would welcome into her home and heart. She always had room for more. Her love for her children was boundless. You could tell this by that I smile I mentioned which would be ever-present when she spoke of her children. I always enjoyed listening to her share her special words and praises of her sweet and charming kids. (Miss B has been close friends with the youngest for five years now. This child has grown up to have the same open, caring heart and loving personality of her mother.) My friend was always there for any in need. She was an active and valued member of the community here.

Please send warm thoughts and prayers to the family members who miss this loving and very much loved woman, mother and friend.

Time Out

Due to personal issues I will be taking a time out today. Just not in a happy blogging mood. I will try to be back to my regular self ASAP.
Love to all.

So Che -More like So Chuck

I had a great weekend filled with friends and fun. My Mcfriend and her family came to town for her conversion on Sunday which was awesome. I tried not to cry but failed as the happy tears rolled down my cheeks. Congrats Mcfriend to and Lil Mc too. Later we went to the used bookstore to waste time before meeting up with the Es. Miss B was so cute with Lil Mc. She went to the coffee area of the place and successfully ordered and paid for cotton candy smoothies for herself and Lil Mc. They sat down at their own table and drank their smoothies together while looking at a book called First Thousand Words in Hebrew. They were so good just talking and playing together.

We caught up with the E family at Cosmos and all of the kids played together in the toys so the adults could chat. Those of us who had sandwiches got apple slices as a side to give to the kids. I have never seen kids rally for apples like these three did. Big surprise of the night: The kids were kind of cleaning up the toys as they played. By the time we left there weren't that many for us to put up. Mrs E told me about a Panel Discussion going on Monday evening. I had planned to go but......

This brings me to Monday. Mr C and I went for lunch with a friend (Press Guy) and normally I wouldn't bash a place of business but in this case I will make an exception. We were supposed to be dining at a little place downtown called SoChe. My experience there Sosucked. First off, I was really hungry at 11:30am so by the time lunch rolled around at 12:30pm I was starving. I practically ran to this place. Mr C ordered a burger, Press Guy ordered a sandwich, I asked for pasta with veggies. (Does any of this sound complicated to you?) After an hour passed with me still sipping my water, I started to get mad. I felt like tackling the waitress and biting her, I was so hungry. Ten more minutes pass and the waitress approaches our table with a scared look on face as she tells me, the angry-hungry one, my food is not finished cooking. Apparently there was an incident in the kitchen and the manager was cooking for the day and they were out of pasta. She knew this from the get-go and didn't warn me until I have wasted over an hour in this place. Grrrrrrrr! She offered to make me a flat bread sandwich for free. I asked if Mr C and Press Guy's food was finished cooking for her to just bring it out. She did and shortly after brought me something the size of an envelope with chunks of mozzarella on it (my downfall), one tomato slice cut in half and dried leaves sprinkled on it. It was not a meal but an appetizer and a sad one at that. I ate it anyway since I was so hungry. Seriously that waitress could have put something in front of me and told me it was poison and I would have devoured it. Afterwards I was still hungry and unhappy. Last night my stomach was in knots from the mozzarella. (the whole lactose intolerance thing got in the way) I should have known not to eat it when the waitress informed me it was fresh but at the time I didn't care. Well, we live and learn or at least I hope I do.

Finally, It's the Pics

I haven't had much going on lately so I thought I would share more cool pictures of PDX.

Here are the Portland pics I wanted taken. I thought Chinatown was soooooo cool. I told Miss B all about it and now she is campaigning for us to take her there so she can decorate her new room (when we move) with all things symbolic and nature-like.

Now on to those pics...
Chinatown





On our last evening in Portland we went to a nice dinner and then indulged in a little Ben & Jerry's sweetness. On the way we came across this guy. I wonder what he used to get all silvery?


And to end our evening and trip we walked back to the hotel and I spotted police car flashing lights. At first I thought "somebody is having a bad night." Then I realized it was a parade. Wooooohooooo! We would get to see a parade before we left. Well here is a pic from the parade we watched pass by.



Whow! Totally didn't expect that one did you? I didn't either. Half of these ladies were making the march topless but wouldn't you know the batteries on our camera died after the first picture was taken. I have never in my entire life seen so many female naughty bits in one place (that I did not want to see). Crazy enough, we watched the whole parade march on by. The funniest part for me was the drunk people partying across the street trying to encourage more to take off their shirts, like it was Mardi Gras or something. I kept feeling like I should have some of those kiddie beaded necklaces to throw.

Overstimulated and Underestimated

Two words I hate and I hear them everywhere from almost every child's mouth and yes mine says it too, "I'm bored." When I hear a kid say this I really want to stand them in a corner for an hour but I don't. It literally drives me crazy to hear this. Today in a world of visual entertainment such as: Movies, TV, video games, not to mention computers and the Internet we still have children all over crying those two maddening words. What happened to going outside to play, drawing, reading a book, and forget using the imagination. Have we held our kids hands for so long that they feel we should constantly entertain them? Today we have birthday parties that seem more like a 3 ring circus. I remember my childhood birthday parties consisting of a cake and a sprinkler (sugar the kids up then let them wear themselves out). I don't remember once uttering the words "I'm bored" during these types of parties. Yet I can't count how many times I have had kids tell me they were bored when presented with so much more. Has our generation forgotten our childhood when our parents instructed us to "just go play." We figured games out for ourselves without constant assistance from the adults around and we seem to have turned out alright. Why do we seem to be underestimating our children and their capabilities?