this last weekend...and some weird kids...and my car

today i showed my anatomy quiz who was boss. i am pretty happy about it. i like being the boss (sometimes, not all of the time.) bart thinks that the last post i wrote made him sound racist, and i said that that was not so. if you think i made him sound racist let me know please. this weekend we are going car shopping, again. for a car for bart this time, and then in 2 weekends it will be a car for me. i hate this whole car shopping thing. it makes me sick. i don't want a slug bug anymore...i just want a honda something i think. you never hear anything bad about hondas...and stuff isn't always going out in them. speaking of...i went to napa auto parts on friday between classes to see if they could do anything about my check engine light being on in the ole caddi-lac. and the nice girl there proceeded to check it, only she couldn't find the port to plug in the deal-i-o. so i go to leave and go back to class and i figured i would just get it done later...but now my car won't start. and i'm like what the H...it started just fine before i got here. so the dude shows up (he was out delivering parts when i first got there.) he knows right where the port is and he checks it for me. prints me out a paper saying why my check engine light is on, but can't figure out why my car won't start. so i am freaking out at this point. close to tears. i call bart and he comes to get me. he is very not happy about this...and i couldn't tell if he was mad at me, the car, or napa...so i was even more upset. turns out he was mad that he was runnin all over town when he finally got off early one day outta the whole month, and understandibly so. so bart calls zack...and zack and myka b. go have a look at the ole girl when they got off work that night. myka hot wires the car to get it to zack's to see what in tarnation is wrong with it. zack and myka and bart and maddi and i went to jb's friday night to eat. eating out in public with those 4 is an adventure...it's like i'm a mom with 4 kids (who have questionable manners), but it was fun. there where some kids there from the light house (alternative high school here in town, for the kids that are too "straight edge" or just too damn goofy to go to carbon,) that were before their prom. well bart goes to go poty and see's the two dudes in suits in the bathroom putting butterfly tattoos on their forearms. do you remember when you were in high school? where you ever that freaking weird? i am warning my kids now, grow up to be a weird-o and be prepared for mommy to beat the holy-living-snot right out of your snot locker. be normal. please. then saturday myka fixed my car, thank jehova. it was just some little electrical problem and now it is all fixed. and myka and zack came to bart's to have dinner with us saturday night and sunday night. i love it when they come over to eat because they tell me the food i make is good and they go back for thirds :) and bart and myka and zack fixed my dryer that is currently living at bart's house...and i was very happy about that. now bart and jethrow have a working dryer and i don't have to worry about their clothes being stiff and crinkly from being hung up wet. i am a happy camper. and i will be even happier after i own my physiology quiz on wednesday. stay classy readers, kelly "kapowski"

v-day shme-day

valentine's shmalentine's. it is a stupid holdiay. honestly, i'm not trying to bluff and act like i don't like it just so that i seem tough and so that i won't get hurt if my sweet day of love isn't perfect. i just don't get the point really. if bart can't make me feel like i'm the most important thing in the world EVERY SINGLE DAY OF HIS EVER LOVING LIFE, then i don't want him to act like it one day out of the year. seriously people, i'm all about quality AND quantity. i want all of your attention, and all of your sweetness, every single day. not a whole bunch of semi-okay days and then a big-to-do some random day in february. i want your whole world to revolve around me every day. and i think i deserve that. i am, as you already know, the queen-supreme-commander of my (and your) universe. bart't birthday is the day before valentine's day...so we went to dinner at winger's with zack...mucho fun. we had a very nice waiter-man who gave me free asphalt pie, i loved him, and the pie...and i like spicy chicken fingers and potatoe skins...i am doing the homer simpson face where he thinks about bacon right now. i really like winger's. then we took maddi to my mom's house and hit up the holiday inn...to see the freaking sweet-arse-hil-hairy-ass hypnotist. this gentle man was very funny...and the 4 stooges that he hypnotized where entertaining as well. i especially like the "brother" as zack and bart referred to him. my best friend amber sutton got a broom for valentine's day...it has flying capabilities. i would like a broom, but not for valentine's day...just because i want a broom day would be nice. but that is a cool gift, the broom is sweet looking-no joke. maddi is on this new kick where she feels the need to point at random people in wal-mart, or anywhere really, and tell them "no, no." she told a woman in walmart yesterday "no, no" as she picked up a copy of "this is it, the michael jackson sob story extravaganza. i agreed with that "no, no." come on people. so i buy this toothpaste, well actually i didn't but it, i got it for free from work as a sample... and it eats my gums off. one hundred percent no exagerating ten minutes after i brush my teeth with this stuff i can run a qtip between my gums and teeth and pull out skin...LOTS OF SKIN. gross right? and it hurts my teeth like candy hurts my teeth. this crap might actually have sugar in it. who the heck puts sugar in tooth paste. it's not supposed to be sweet people...it's supposed to be minty. just like "it's not gum, YOU DON'T CHEW IT!" the picture of the tooth paste is at the top of the page because i am not tech savy and i don't have talene here to help me. and lately i have had to put maddi in button done pajamas with a onesie over them before putting her to bed at night. her new favorite thing to do is take off all of her clothes, and then shimmy out of her diaper, and jump around the crib naked...and then if she's feeling extra fiesty, she likes to pull up the bottom of the crib and pee. fan-freaking-tastic fun right? wrong. she also managed to get all of her clothes and diaper off yesterday and pee on bart's white carpet while i was trying to do the dishes. and she's never going to learn not to, because i can't help but laugh everytime she does it! bart does not laugh, however, he duct tapes on the diapers. and bart took us to burger king the other day. maddi put on her own crown...and ate about three packets of ketchup. i was getting kinda frustrated because i couldn't get her to eat anything else...but bart told her that just eating ketchup was okay, because it is made outta tomatoes and tomatoes are vegetables so he didn't know what i was complaining about. i told him that you can't let a toddler survive on just ketchup. people get their kids taken away for that. and i don't wanna be the next brittney spears...i like my hair and my dignity. and my boss, the wonderful and sweet dr. hanson, sent all of us girls at work flowers for the dumb holiday. he is seriously the nicest man ever...and his wife is sweet too! that's all for now. stay classy readers, kelly "kapowski"

birthdays, missions, and slug bugs

things have been going surprisingly well lately! yesterday was my 23rd birthday, and it was talene's birthday too. bart and maddi and i went up to their house on friday night and stayed until saturday afternoon. on saturday we went and ate at the mayan...food wasn't great, but the divers were pretty cool and i think the kiddies enjoyed it. i was also really REALLY happy that my brother daniel and sister katie came :) but i was disapointed that my brother shane and sister in law des didn't come :( good news: katie got a job!!! she starts thursday afternoon at payless. i am very proud of her and i told her that i no longer see her as a leech on society. on saturday on the way home from up north bart and maddi and i bought 3 parakeets...lol...their names are: penelope (female), rodrigo (male), and olive (female). they are just about the cutest things ever. i thought for sure i would hate them, but they are so stinkin sweet and fun to play with. maddi hates them (except for the occasional kiss she will bestow rodrigo...he's the most tame and gentle) and she screams bloody murder when they attempt to fly around the front room (their wings have been clipped so they can't really "fly"). she also begs bart to not open their cage when he goes to get them out. she tells him "no, no." penelope is lime green, rodrigo is whiteish blue, and olive is yellow. they are adorable :) daniel started his mission papers...i have to pinch myself everytime i say that to someone...i can't believe that daniel, big, goofy, mess-around, never can be serious, party all the time, CHANGED, daniel is going on a mission. he will make an awesome missionary. he loves the church, and people, so he will do just fine. he also is apply for summer jobs here and there. he is hoping to get the one at the air port here in town. i have my fingers crossed for him. i take my TEAS (nursing-health care related fields entrance exam) exam today...and i will also send in my nursing program application today. i am SO nervous. but things will be fine. whatever is supposed to happen will. so yesterday was the superbowl...i didn't watch much of it, but bart and maddi and i went to my dad's and the boys had steak and ribs and boy food and i made myself some noodles. i know bart and my dad get mad at me when i don't eat meat...and i'm not an animal lover by any means...i say kill em all...but i can't get over the fact that i'm eating muscle...especially after seeing the cadaver in anatomy class, and disecting a cat....i can't eat body parts. but the noodles i had were muy excellante...ha. and we had to hide the peanut m n m's from maddi, but she kept finding them last night and coming to show me the mouth fulls she had been able to sneak before any of us could catch her...she is a sneaky little sleuth bandit. she also LOVES to dance. she had herself a little dance party yesterday during the half time show. this is probably the longest post i've ever written, but a lot has been going on lately...we FINALLY found the internal converted for the dryer at bart's house...so i can finally dry clothes there instead of hanging everything up and over things...clothes turn out especially "crunchy" that way. i am in the process of looking for a "new-to-me" used car...and that is going not so swell due to the fact that i would really, really, really like a vw bug...and bart says absolutely not. he told me that he wouldn't ride with me in it...and my dad didn't help the situation by telling bart that people would think that bart was my gay friend and that we were going shopping every time someone passed us with him in the passanger seat. thanks a lot guys! i'll buy and drive what i want thank you very much. i secretly want a bug so i can instigate some intravehicular violence. i think i'd get a bumper sticker that said "go ahead and punch your neighbor, you're looking at a SLUG BUG!" lol...well i think that is all i have for you dedicated readers. stay classy, kelly "ka-POW-ski" (the POW is for the slug bug punch)