Wednesday, October 22, 2014

Forgot to tell you ~

Were you wondering how that ol' anniversary cake turned out?  Were you?

Well, it was every bit as good as the day we first tried it.  It tasted exactly like it did on February 14th, our second wedding day.

Please note, though ... it was NEVER good.  So saying it tasted the same?  That's no compliment.  Not at all.


Tuesday, October 21, 2014

birthday ... gifts?

So, I celebrated my 29th birthday with family last night and I had a big, big surprise during our dinner.

We all got together at Two Rows, a restaurant in Allen, TX that Elizabeth can eat at and we had a good ol' time.  Well, until I obeyed my mother, that is.

For dinner, I opted for a big ol' cheeseburger.  Hey, it's my birthday and I'll cry if I want to.  Yes, it had onions on it.  But yes, I ate a cheeseburger.  And even though I was also dying for a baked potato, I chose against it.  Ya know, too much starch, too many carbs.  Yeah, I opted to listen to my mother and eat my veggies ... even on my birthday.  But you know what?  MOTHER WAS WRONG!

I did order the veggies and they arrived al dente.  And because they were dente, they dented my back tooth.  No, not just dented it ... those ridiculously crunchy vegetables tore my tooth up.  The same tooth that a tootsie roll tried to ruin a few weeks ago ... except the carrots were successful in ripping it to shreds.

The results:  Tooth is history.  It will be extracted next week.  The dentist couldn't fit me in this week.  I guess pain and blood count for nothing.

And the moral of the story:  Don't eat carrots.  Or tootsie rolls.  Or hamburgers.  Or anything right now.  Well, water might be okay.  Unless it's cold.  Oh, just thinking about cold water makes me quiver.

Wanna see one of my birthday gifts?  It's from my daughter.  My dear, darling daughter.

It's a cooler.  For food.  It stores FOOD.  I'd like to say I'm insulted by this... but, uh, the jokes on her.  'Cause until my toof gets fixeded, I'm not into food all that much.

Monday, October 20, 2014

25 years again???

We meant to, we honestly meant to ... but we done forgot.  We meant to haul our "wedding" cake out of the freezer and eat it on our anniversary.  Okay, no, NOT our original wedding cake ... our latest wedding cake.  Remember that silly little "redo" of a wedding we had on the radio?  On Valentine's Day this year?  You don't remember????

Here... looky here.

KLUV Wedding of the Year

or, if you want to read about how this didn't go over so well at my workplace ...

Yes, this really happened ...

Ya' know ... I'm just having way too much fun with linking things.

Anyway, I've linked it all up just in case you really don't remember.  Although I'll kill you if you truly don't remember ... not that it's important to me or anything.

So, October 20th is my birthday, yes it is.  And I have no cake in the works.  We are all going out to dinner for the big day and oops, no cake.  BUT.  GUESS. WHAT?  I have something in my freezer that just might work!  It's only been there for what ... eight months?   It should still be good.  Heck, it couldn't be any worse that the real one was back in 1989.

We won't actually know how it tastes until tomorrow night.  But for now, this little diddy is serving as my wedding cake, birthday cake and, if I play my cards right, I think I can make it last until next summer.  Ya know, just 'cause.   Anyone have any big holidays coming up that they need a cake for?  I've got one!


That beautiful silver stuff around the beautiful cake can be used in your windows, I hear.  I'm told it keeps your house cool on sunny days.

Kinda matches the pretty cake plate my dear cake is sitting on.


If we live, I'll let you know how this old cake really is.


Wednesday, October 15, 2014

whew, i'm back!

... even though I didn't go anywhere.  Well, nowhere significant anyway.  I did clean my house, though, and if you know me at all, THAT is significant in itself.  And hey!  My house is looking pretty good right now so come on over!

Wanna see?

This is my bed.  Looks like a little trip around the world, I know... and Rick laughs his head off at my little pillow show up there.  He's always asking, "WHO is this little pillow display for?  Cuz it sure isn't for me..."   Okay, so it's just for me most of the time.  


My friend Sin Yi came to town this week and since she's a realtor, um, my house had to look good.  Well, presentable anyway.

But, that's where I've been all week.  If I haven't been running over to Elizabeth's apartment to take or bring something back ... then I've been scouring the spots that Elizabeth USED to live in.  And her cat USED to live in.  And believe me, between the two of them ... well, let's just say that if a Haz Mat team was available, I'd hire them.  'Cept I know they'd never set foot in our house.  I wouldn't either if I didn't have to.

A few years ago, in Arizona, we really did have to call in some super strength floor cleaners (don't ask) (wait, you can read about it here) it was supposed to be a quiet evening ... and here  Tucson, anyone? after Elizabeth had a battle with Taco Bell.  Yeah, I said not to ask.  It was Stanley Steamer to the rescue.  I wonder if they'd come visit us again?

Anyway, with Sin Yi's visit (which I loved!) my house got clean.  Yeah!  My bed got made.  Yeah!  And it didn't take long - just minutes actually - till Rick had the house back looking the way he liked it.  


Wanna see Sin Yi?   Good.  'Cuz she's very nice.

Wanna know something sad?  We spent so much time at dinner ... that she never got to see my beautiful, almost-never-made-but-was-for-her bed.


My floors did need a good cleaning, though.  At least that got done.


Wednesday, October 8, 2014

there are ...

... no homes in Frisco available to us.  We are not going anywhere.  Well, that's what I told Rick, anyway.

I drove around and around tonight looking for a sign, any sign, that would let me know of a sale.  No signs in any yards.  No signs from God, either.  No, Rick, no signs.

I scoured and and all I could come up with were a bunch of fancy, schmancy homes that did not say Kahle.  Homes with big price tags never say KAHLE.  Right now, homes with little bitty price tags say Kahle but there's none of them out there.  Something about some Cowboys coming to town ... and wouldn't you know it, them Cowboys are doing well right now.  That makes for even less homes that I can buy.

Rick is open to leaving Frisco.  Rick will have to go alone.  Kris is not leaving.  Elizabeth left, but my name is not Elizabeth.

Oh, wait ... Liz lives near lots of nice shops.  Maybe The Shops At Legacy does say Kahle after all...

I have a feeling I'd save more money if I'd just buy one of those fancy, schmancy houses.  Yes, I have that feeling ...


Tuesday, October 7, 2014

wrapping up

Rick has decided ... and believe me, this is NOT RICK SPEAKING ... that it's time for us to move, too.

Never, no, NEVER have I ever heard these words from Rick.  Usually it's me begging him to let us get a pretty new house.  This time it's me saying NOOOOOO!   I DON'T WANNA MOVE!!!

Well, I do ... because our current house has too much upkeep and too many creaks and moans and yes, problems.  I do want out.  I do know that this is NOT our final home.

But to move now?  NOW?  Huh uh.  I just don't have it in me.

Plus, the last and final home (which I demand that this next one be) must be perfect.  It must have absolutely everything that we need, want and love.  It must have EVERYTHING on our very long wish list OR I'M NOT MOVING!


Know what he did?   He found a house channel this morning and had me watch it.  Hot On Homes.  He turned it on, he pointed out the features that he'd like and he picked the cities he wants to live in.

I.  Kid.  You.  Not.



Monday, October 6, 2014

repeating ...

Well, two things are gonna break us.  Let me share the first one with you first.

After switching and changing and dragging and pulling and packing all of the cars and trucks that we could find ... Rick's keys turned up missing.  The only reason we were able to get his car home at all was because I had his spare key on my key ring.  Now normally a missing set of keys isn't all that much to concern yourself with but in this case it was.  It is.  Oh boy is it!

Our house key is on Rick's key ring.  And not only that ... SO IS OUR ADDRESS!  I don't know how I never knew this until yesterday.  Due to his poor, poor memory, he's been keeping our home address AND THE KEY! on his key ring.

Cha ching!  We will now be changing all of the locks out in our house.  DANG IT!  WE HAVE FIVE OUTSIDE DOORS!!!!

My car key is on that key ring, too.  And I only have a leased car ... therefore I OWE MORE for my key!  Not just the standard $5000 to get a new key ... I get to pay double because IT'S NOT MINE!

Not fair.

But ... wait'll you hear what's really gonna cost us the most.  Yep.

*** to be continued ***


Sunday, October 5, 2014


It had been way too long since I had seen my precious daughter and I just had to go and visit her.  I mean, it had darn near been 24 hours!

Actually, she'd invited me over and actually she'd given me a list of things she was missing and oh, by the way, could I stop at WalMart and pick up this and that and them?  And, uh, could we have Chipotle for lunch?

Since my legs were still aching from the move yesterday, I thought, why not?  Let's do all the pain at once and get it over with!  And so I did.

First order of business?  WalMart for sheets.  Liz has a new bed (well, new to her ... and oddly enough one of our guest rooms is missing a bed) and no sheets to go on it.  Second item ... could I please pick up a zebra print comforter?  And finally, could I please pick up a blanket, some feminine products, some tomatoes, grapefruit, bananas and peaches?  I threw in some apples, too ... just for good measure.  And forks.  Liz seemed to have misplaced her forks.

You know ... this moving out business is gonna break me!!

But you'll never guess what's gonna break me even more ....

*** to be continued ***

all changes ~

~ even the most longed for, have their melancholy.

This was a phrase that I really liked when I was in high school.  I liked it so much that I even framed a nice picture of myself for my parents and attached this phrase beneath it.  Never mind that I had no idea what the word melancholy meant.  Never mind that I thought it meant sweetness.  And never mind that two different relatives thought it was the most awesome quote ever.

So, Elizabeth moved out today.  We had a ton of fun moving her with relatives and friends to help.  We laughed, we growled, we groaned and we forgot a few things.  But it really was a very nice day.

I've been looking forward to this day, the day that Elizabeth didn't just go off to college and didn't just go off to a college internship ... but the day that she spread her wings and flew.  Was I emotional?  Nope.  It was a longed for change in the lives of the Kahles.  Was I missing her?  Nope.  Rick and I were looking forward to not being scolded anymore for not exercising ... for eating all wrong ... for not getting enough rest ... and for sitting at our TV and computer way too much.

And so, off she went.  And we smiled.  And then ... suddenly ... without warning ... it hit.

All changes ~ even the most longed for, have their melancholy.    I missed her.  She was off having the time of her life and I was at home, watching TV.  Rick was napping from all of the hubbub of the day and there I sat, on the couch, wondering what Elizabeth was doing.

And I was suddenly sad.

Chocolate cake was my solace this afternoon and yet, there was nobody to yell at me.  Something wasn't right.

Good thing Elizabeth invited us over tomorrow.  Even if it IS just to help her organize her apartment.  It'll be good to see her again.  It's been way too long.


Monday, September 29, 2014

The Shops At Legacy

Elizabeth got word today that she was approved for her apartment.  She wasn't sure that that would happen because there are salary requirements.  Apparently she met them, though.

The moving date moved from Wednesday night, however, to Saturday.  It made more sense.  And it saved her four days of rent.  Hey, that matters!

And so, things are a go and everyone is happy.  Even Rick.  He is concerned about one thing, though, and so am I.

This is Christina Morris.  No, we don't know her and yet we all know her.  On August 30th she was last seen at The Shops At Legacy and is now missing.  Her car was found in the very same parking garage that Liz will park in.

Here's a little bit of the story:

This is the last known photo of Christina Morris, taken before she disappeared early Saturday morning after a night out at the Shops at Legacy. Morris’ silver Toyota Celica coupe was found in a parking garage at 5717 Legacy Drive. Morris is still missing.

There's a lot more to this story, of course, but this is the jist of it and yes, as Liz' parents, we are concerned.  Liz can be impulsive.  Christina Morris was out at 4:00 AM and yes, that was irresponsible.  We pray that Elizabeth won't do that.  We don't want to scare Elizabeth, but we do have to make her aware.

She still seems fine with it all.

And so, the apartment adventure is on and tonight we even shopped online for some couch covers.  The two couches that Liz is inheriting have seen better days ... so a couple of covers can bring them back to life.  I hope.

In other Kahle news ... WE HAVE A NEW DISHWASHER!!

Just as Elizabeth is moving out, we get a dishwasher.  Makes no sense.  The person with the most used dishes will no longer be using dishes.

Go figure.